Cultivators Can Be, So Can I

"Haa~" Chief Clerk Zhong downed the wine in his cup and let out a breath, asking in confusion, "Why is it so noisy outside?"

"The guards in the manor are training, and they've disturbed you, Chief Clerk Zhong."

Old Master Qian picked up the wine pot and poured more wine for Chief Clerk Zhong.

"Oh, it's nothing, nothing!"

Chief Clerk Zhong, with a flushed face, had his gaze fixed on the scantily clad dancing girls in front of him, waving his hand absentmindedly.

Meanwhile, Master Zhou, on the other side, seemed to have heard something, his expression turning grave as he looked at Old Master Qian.

Seeing Old Master Qian nod subtly, he got up and walked out.

Before long, the commotion outside the courtyard grew louder, with the sounds of clashing objects and screams intertwined.

Bang!

Chief Clerk Zhong's enjoyment was interrupted by the noise, and he slammed his wine cup on the table.

"Old Master Qian, are bandits attacking? Why is it so loud?"

Old Master Qian chuckled and appeased him, "Please don't be angry, Chief Clerk. Even if bandits are attacking, with Master Zhou here, you and I can just drink with peace of mind."

"That makes sense!"

Chief Clerk Zhong's expression softened slightly.

It wasn't because of Old Master Qian's appeasement, but because the dancing girl had fallen into his arms at that moment, holding a wine cup and bringing it to his lips.

Slurp~

Chief Clerk Zhong drank the wine in the cup and reached out to pinch the dancing girl's chin.

But the next moment, a figure flew in from the doorway and landed on the ground, rolling a few times.

Chief Clerk Zhong was startled by the scene and quickly pushed the dancing girl away, standing up.

The figure looked somewhat familiar. Although Old Master Qian was also quite startled, he managed to compose himself and went to check.

Before he could get close, the person stood up, clutching their chest in pain.

"Master Zhou???"

Master Zhou, who usually appeared as a master of his craft, now had disheveled hair and blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, looking utterly disheveled.

He ignored Old Master Qian, his eyes filled with seven parts hatred and three parts confusion as he looked towards the doorway.

A burly figure appeared at the entrance, and the ground seemed to tremble with his every step.

Kong Wu lowered his head and walked in, a smile on his face.

"Yo, drinking?"

Behind him lay dozens of people.

"Kong Wu! What are you doing?"

Chief Clerk Zhong's drunken flush had faded considerably, and he shouted sternly.

Kong Wu merely glanced at him without speaking, his attention shifting to Master Zhou.

[Zhou Sangu] [Vitality: 115] [Strength: 8] [Skill: Sha Blood Talisman General Outline (Basic), Blood Talisman Breathing Technique (Qi Refining Stage).]

After staying in Qingshan County for over a year, he never knew the Qian Family had another cultivator.

Although the strength of this cultivator wasn't too great, it was still compared to his current self.

Just yesterday, his [Strength] attribute was the same as this person's.

And in just one night, this cultivator was no different from an ordinary person in his eyes.

"Although I've heard you're extraordinary, I didn't expect you to possess such strength."

Master Zhou looked at Kong Wu, whose Blood Essence was as vigorous as a furnace, and said gloomily, "But even so, mortals are still just mortals."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red light flashed in his hand, and a blood-red talisman transformed into a crescent-shaped blade, flying towards Kong Wu.

Zhou Sangu's Blood Talisman Sect, like Qingfeng Mountain, was a well-known sect in the Qingzhou region.

The Blood Talisman Sect primarily cultivated talismans and was famous in Qingzhou for its Twelve Blood Talismans.

The talisman he was using at the moment was one of the Twelve Blood Talismans.

Blood Moon Blade!

Zhou Sangu's cultivation talent was poor. He had wasted half his life and only reached the third layer of Qi Refining, unable to break through to the middle stage of Qi Refining.

However, he had some talent in talismans. With his cultivation at the third layer of Qi Refining, he could create talismans that only those in the middle stage of Qi Refining could make.

At this moment, he looked confidently at the blood blade.

Even though Kong Wu was exceptionally brave, he was still flesh and blood.

In the face of the Blood Moon Blade, which could cleave gold and shatter stone, his only fate was to be separated from his head.

The Blood Moon Blade flew at an extremely high speed. 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 grabbed the Blood Moon Blade.

The crescent-shaped blood blade trembled non-stop in Kong Wu's hand, but the large hand holding it didn't loosen in the slightest.

The muscles in his forearm bulged slightly, and Kong Wu applied a little force.

Crack!

The Blood Moon Blade shattered like glass, turning into a large cluster of red light that disappeared into the air.

"That's it?"

Kong Wu's voice was devoid of any emotion.

Zhou Sangu blinked, looking at the scene in disbelief.

He had been a cultivator for decades and had seen people block or even destroy the Blood Moon Blade.

But he had never imagined someone would shatter the Blood Moon Blade with their bare hands.

Could this guy's physique... rival a magic item?

"Constable Kong, I wonder where my Qian Family has offended you, to make you, a law enforcement officer, commit such bandit-like acts."

Old Master Qian said righteously, "When the County Magistrate returns, I will definitely speak to him properly."

"Right, right, right!"

Although Zhong Wuwei couldn't understand the exchange between the two, his understanding of human relationships allowed him to see at a glance that the Qian Residence's retainer was no match for Kong Wu. He quickly exclaimed, "Kong Wu! As a constable of Qingshan County, how can you act like this? Get out of here right now!!"

Perhaps because Kong Wu rarely defied him in the past, he wasn't as fearful of Kong Wu as others and shouted sternly.

"Heh, old man, why are you pretending? You know why I've come knocking, yet you still brought so many thugs to guard the house?"

Kong Wu ignored Zhong Wuwei and sneered at Old Master Qian.

"Kong Wu! You..."

Seeing himself being ignored, Zhong Wuwei became furious and strode forward, pointing at Kong Wu as he tilted his head back, about to say something.

"Scram!"

Kong Wu casually waved his hand, and Zhong Wuwei's stout body flew backward, crashing into the wall.

In the past, although he possessed strength far beyond ordinary people, he still had some apprehension towards the authorities.

But now, when he could already rival cultivators in the late Qi Refining stage, why should he care about these insignificant insects?

Previously, at the White Cloud Temple, he learned from his conversation with Feng Yang that powerful cultivators, even in Qingzhou, were not subject to ordinary officials' jurisdiction unless they caused widespread slaughter and attracted the attention of the Demon Suppression Division.

"Old man, you know who I'm looking for. I advise you to hand the person over obediently, otherwise, don't blame me for breaking in and dragging them out myself."

Old Master Qian's face darkened. He walked to Zhou Sangu's side and quietly asked, "Master Zhou, is there really no way to deal with him?"

Just as Zhou Sangu was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, and he took a bronze mirror from his embrace.

Then, a smile of relief appeared on his face.

He formed a hand seal and activated the bronze mirror.

A beam of red light shot out from the bronze mirror, piercing the roof and exploding high in the sky.