"Ah~" Chief Clerk Zhong drained the wine in his cup and let out a breath, asking in confusion, "Why is it so noisy outside?"
"The guards in the estate are training. They've disturbed you, Chief Clerk Zhong."
Old Master Qian picked up the wine pot and filled Chief Clerk Zhong's cup.
"Oh, it's nothing, nothing!"
Chief Clerk Zhong's face flushed red. His eyes remained glued to the scantily clad dancing girl in front of him as he waved his hand absentmindedly.
Meanwhile, Master Zhou cocked his ear to the side, as though he had heard something. His expression turned solemn as he looked at Old Master Qian.
When Old Master Qian nodded discreetly, he rose and walked out.
Before long, the commotion outside the courtyard grew louder and louder. The sounds of objects colliding and screams became tangled together.
Bang!
The noise had ruined Chief Clerk Zhong's mood, and the wine cup in his hand slammed onto the table.
"Old Master Qian, have bandits come knocking? Why is it so noisy?"
Old Master Qian chuckled and soothed him. "Clerk, don't get angry. Even if bandits have come knocking, with Master Zhou here, you and I need only drink in peace."
"Well said!"
Chief Clerk Zhong's expression eased somewhat.
Not because of Old Master Qian's reassurance, but because the dancing girl had now fallen into his arms and was raising a wine cup to his lips.
Slurp~
Chief Clerk Zhong drained the wine in the cup and reached out to pinch the dancing girl's chin.
But in the next moment, a figure flew in through the doorway and landed on the ground, rolling several times.
The sight startled Chief Clerk Zhong into a jolt. He hurriedly pushed the dancing girl aside and stood up.
The figure looked somewhat familiar. Although Old Master Qian had also been badly startled, he still steadied himself and stepped forward to take a look.
Before he could get close, the man rose to his feet, clutching his chest in pain.
"Master Zhou???"
Master Zhou, who normally carried himself like an expert, now had disheveled hair and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He looked utterly wretched.
He ignored Old Master Qian, staring toward the doorway with seven parts hatred and three parts confusion.
A burly figure appeared in the doorway. As he walked, the ground seemed to tremble beneath his feet.
Kong Wu lowered his head slightly as he entered, a smile on his face.
"Well, well. Having a drink?"
Behind him lay several dozen men.
"Kong Wu! What are you doing?"
The flush of wine and lust faded somewhat from Chief Clerk Zhong's face as he barked.
Kong Wu merely glanced at him without speaking, shifting his attention to Master Zhou.
Zhou Sangu: Life: 115; Strength: 8; Techniques: Sha Blood Talisman General Outline (Basic Chapter), Blood Talisman Breathing Technique (Qi Refining Chapter).
He had stayed in Qingshan County for over a year, yet he had never known that the Qian Family possessed a cultivator.
Although this cultivator's strength was not particularly great, he was still comparable to Kong Wu as he had been now.
Just yesterday, his strength attribute had been equal to this man's.
Yet after merely one night, this cultivator was already little better than an ordinary person in his eyes.
"Although I'd heard long ago that you were no ordinary man, I still didn't expect you to possess such strength."
Master Zhou looked at Kong Wu, whose vigorous qi and blood seemed like a roaring furnace, and said darkly, "But even so, mortals are mortals in the end."
The instant his voice fell, blood-colored light flashed in his hand. A blood-red talisman transformed into a crescent-shaped blade and flew toward Kong Wu.
Zhou Sangu had come from the Blood Talisman Sect, which, like Qingfeng Mountain, was a well-known sect in Qingzhou.
The Blood Talisman Sect primarily cultivated the Dao of talismans and was famous throughout Qingzhou for the Twelve Blood Talismans.
The talisman he used now was one of the Twelve Blood Talismans.
The Blood Moon Blade!
Zhou Sangu's cultivation talent was poor. After wasting half his life, he had only reached the third layer of Qi Refining and could not advance to the middle stage of Qi Refining no matter what he did.
But he possessed some talent in the Dao of talismans. With cultivation at the third layer of Qi Refining, he could create talismans that normally required the middle stage of Qi Refining.
Now, he watched the blood blade with full confidence.
No matter how brave and skilled Kong Wu was, he was still made of flesh and blood.
Before the Blood Moon Blade, which could cleave metal and shatter stone, his only possible fate was to be separated from his head.
The Blood Moon Blade flew extremely fast. Almost the moment the talisman was activated, it had already reached Kong Wu.
But in Kong Wu's eyes, it was still too slow.
Shaking his head, Kong Wu reached out and seized the Blood Moon Blade.
The crescent-shaped blood blade trembled violently in his hand, but the large hand gripping it did not loosen in the slightest.
The muscles on his forearm swelled faintly. Kong Wu applied a little force.
Crack!
The Blood Moon Blade shattered like glass, turning into a great mass of red light before vanishing into the air.
"That's it?"
Kong Wu's voice held not the slightest emotion.
Zhou Sangu blinked, staring at the scene in disbelief.
He had been a cultivator for several decades and had seen people block or even destroy the Blood Moon Blade.
But he had never imagined that anyone could directly crush the Blood Moon Blade with their bare hands.
This fellow's physical body... could it be comparable to a magical artifact?
"Constable Kong, may I ask how my Qian Family has offended you, that you would use your official position to commit the deeds of a bandit?"
Old Master Qian spoke righteously from the side. "When the county magistrate returns, this old man will certainly have a good word with him."
"That's right, that's right!"
Although Zhong Wuwei could not understand the exchange between the two, he was well versed in worldly affairs. With one glance, he could tell that the Qian Household's Attendant seemed no match for Kong Wu, so he hurriedly spoke up. "Kong Wu! As the constable of Qingshan County, how can you act like this? Get out immediately!!"
Perhaps because Kong Wu had rarely talked back to him in the past, he did not fear Kong Wu like the others did and shouted furiously.
"Heh, you old thing, what are you pretending for? You don't know why I came knocking, yet you brought so many local ruffians to guard your house?"
Kong Wu did not even acknowledge Zhong Wuwei. He merely sneered sarcastically at Old Master Qian.
"Kong Wu! You..."
Seeing that he had been ignored, Zhong Wuwei flew into a rage. He strode forward, pointed up at Kong Wu, and was just about to say something.
"Get lost!"
Kong Wu casually waved his hand, and Zhong Wuwei's plump body flew backward and crashed into the wall.
In the past, although Kong Wu had possessed strength far beyond ordinary people, he had still been somewhat wary of the authorities.
But now that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with a Late Qi Refining cultivator, did he still need to care about these vermin?
Earlier, at White Cloud Temple, he had learned through his exchange with Feng Yang that even in Qingzhou, high-level cultivators were beyond the jurisdiction of ordinary officials, so long as they did not slaughter wantonly and draw the attention of the Demon Suppression Division.
"Old thing, you know who I'm looking for. I advise you to hand him over obediently. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing my way in and dragging him out myself."
Old Master Qian's expression darkened. He walked over to Zhou Sangu and quietly asked, "Master Zhou, is there really nothing you can do against him?"
Zhou Sangu was just about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. He took a bronze mirror from his robes.
Then, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
He formed a hand seal and activated the bronze mirror.
A mass of red light shot out from the bronze mirror, pierced through the roof, and exploded high in the air.
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