Three-Elephant Saint Guard's Action, Encountering a Troublesome Lin Hu

The Demon Suppression Guards, as if waking from a dream, drew their swords and charged into the mine.

Their movements were many times quicker than usual.

Having witnessed the Prince Wu'an's strength firsthand, everyone was as energetic as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

With such a powerful expert leading them into battle, what was there to fear?

Su Wanqing sat on Jin Yao's back, her eyes full of admiration as she watched Lin Changqing walk back.

Although the scene just now was a bit bloody, she knew that those were demon cultists who deserved to die.

Moreover, having been by Lin Changqing's side for so long, she was somewhat accustomed to such scenes.

"Saint Venerable, you are too amazing! Dozens of people, and you dealt with them all with a wave of your hand. I wish I could be half as capable as you someday."

"What's your cultivation level now? Take your time," Lin Changqing replied casually as he mounted Jin Yao.

Su Wanqing was currently a peak fifth-rank martial artist, which was quite good for a princess of the royal family, but she was indeed no match for him.

Not long after, Zhou Zheng ran out of the mine quickly.

His face was filled with excitement, and in his hands, he held a stack of documents that were not completely burned and a sheepskin map.

"Prince Wu'an! Princess!"

He ran to Jin Yao and knelt on one knee, holding the documents and map high with both hands.

"Your subordinate discovered classified documents in the depths of the mine that they hadn't had time to destroy!"

"They detail the exact locations of the Holy Demon God Sect's branch sect hideouts in other prefectures and counties within Si Province!"

"With this map, we won't have to search so hard anymore. We can just follow the map and eliminate them one by one!"

Su Wanqing's eyes lit up when she heard this.

"Really? That's great!"

Lu Jingchen added.

"Reporting to Prince Wu'an, in addition to the map and documents, your subordinate also found quite a few resources in the mine."

"They filled three warehouses. We did a preliminary count."

"There are 150,000 mid-grade Spirit Crystals alone, as well as seven eighth-grade spirit herbs, and twenty bottles of seventh-grade pills."

"And about fifty swords and weapons, with grades ranging from third to fourth rank."

"There are also some armor and protective gear, not many, and of average quality."

"Hmm, it's not a small amount either, it's a formal branch sect after all," Lin Changqing nodded.

These items were nothing to him, but to ordinary martial artists, they were already a considerable fortune.

"Send someone to notify the local government army and have them load everything onto carts and escort it back to the Capital City."

"Whether it's to be added to the national treasury or distributed to the soldiers on the front lines, let the Ministry of Revenue handle it."

Lu Jingchen quickly cupped his fists.

"This subordinate obeys!"

He immediately dispatched two Demon Suppression Guards to gallop to the nearest Guangji Prefecture city to report the news.

Lin Changqing took the sheepskin map from Zhou Zheng and unfolded it for a look.

The map was marked with seven or eight red circles drawn with cinnabar.

Each red circle represented a Holy Demon God Sect branch sect hideout.

They were distributed in several prefectures and counties in the southern and western parts of Si Province.

Some were hidden in desolate mountains and ancient temples, some were buried underground in abandoned manors, and some were in remote caves.

The locations were very concealed, but with this map, not one of them could escape.

Lin Changqing tucked the map into his embrace, a slight smile gracing his lips.

"Ten Limit-Breaking Pills. We've only dealt with one hideout, and it's just one in Si Province."

"We need to hurry with the remaining hideouts."

He patted Jin Yao's neck.

Jin Yao tilted its head and let out a low roar, its four hooves kicking up golden lightning as it soared into the sky.

Su Wanqing sat in front of him, excitedly pointing at the next target on the map.

"Saint Venerable, where do we go next?"

Lin Changqing glanced at the map.

"Start with the closest ones and take them down one by one."

Jin Yao stomped its hooves and flew towards the next target.

Lu Jingchen, with fifty Demon Suppression Guards, quickly urged their movement techniques to keep up, their golden figures trailing a long wake in the setting sun.

Meanwhile.

Yan Province, Prefectural Governor's Mansion.

A spatial rift tore open silently before the mansion gates, and a woman in a crimson dress stepped out from the rift.

She was tall, with a head of crimson hair cascading to her waist, her face beautiful yet spirited.

It was Lin Que.

She restrained her Saintly might, but the aura of someone long accustomed to a high position made the guards at the mansion gates pause.

"Who goes there?!"

Several guards instinctively drew their sabers.

Lin Que raised her hand and displayed a purple-gold token, inscribed with the words "Prince Wu'an."

"By order of Prince Wu'an, I am here to oversee the matter of eradicating the Demon Cult."

"Have your Prefect come out to see me."

The guards exchanged glances.

Someone from Prince Wu'an's retinue?

Though they were far away in Yan Province, Prince Wu'an's name had long echoed throughout the Great Yu Dynasty.

A Ninth-Rank Martial Saint Peak at twenty years old, who slew the Demon Cult's leader with a single sword strike, and tamed a pure-blooded Qilin... any one of these feats was legendary!

"Please wait a moment, esteemed envoy!"

The guards dared not delay and quickly turned to go inside and report.

A moment later.

The Prefect of Yan Province hurried out to greet them.

His surname was Zheng, given name Yuanli. His cultivation was at the Seventh-Rank Grandmaster realm. He was a civil official in his eighties, but thanks to his cultivation, he did not appear old.

"May I ask who the envoy is?"

Lin Que once again displayed the token, her tone calm.

"I am Lin Que of the Vermilion Bird Guard under Prince Wu'an. By the command of my superior, I have come to Yan Province to eradicate the Demon Cult's strongholds within the territory."

"I request Prefect Zheng's full cooperation."

Zheng Yuanli took the token and examined it carefully, confirming it was genuine.

He quickly bowed, his attitude respectful.

"So it is an envoy from Prince Wu'an's command. This subordinate has failed to welcome you properly, please forgive me."

"Please enter the mansion, envoy, so we may discuss this in detail."

Lin Que nodded and followed Zheng Yuanli into the Prefectural Governor's Mansion.

After they were seated in the reception hall, Zheng Yuanli tentatively asked.

"May I ask, esteemed Lin, what position do you hold under Prince Wu'an? And how do you plan to carry out the eradication operation upon your arrival in Yan Province?"

Lin Que picked up her teacup and took a sip.

Then, she no longer restrained her aura. A majestic Saintly might erupted from her body.

Crimson Spiritual Power flowed around her, making her appear like a phoenix reborn from flames.

The pressure of an early Ninth-tier Martial Saint was released without reservation, enveloping the entire reception hall.

The teacup in Zheng Yuanli's hand clattered to the floor, shattering into pieces.

His legs went weak, and he slid off his chair, falling to his knees on the ground.

"Ninth, Ninth-tier Martial Saint?!"

His voice trembled.

Within the entire Yan Province, there wasn't even a single Martial Saint.

Now, a Ninth-tier Martial Saint had suddenly appeared, and she was an envoy under Prince Wu'an.

How could this not shock him?

Lin Que withdrew her Saintly might, her tone still calm.

"Prefect Zheng, there is no need to panic. I am merely carrying out orders from my superior."

"You only need to mobilize the Demon Suppressing Division branch and the local garrison to cooperate with me. I will handle the rest."

Zheng Yuanli got up from the ground, nodding repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, yes! This subordinate will certainly cooperate fully! Will certainly cooperate fully!"

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his mind in turmoil.

If even the next envoy was an early Ninth-tier Martial Saint, how strong must Prince Wu'an himself be?

Green Province.

Lin Wu also presented his token and credentials, and found the Prefectural Governor of Green Province.

The Prefectural Governor's reaction was similar to Zheng Yuanli's.

First shock, then respect, and finally full cooperation.

Lin Wu had a simple and steady personality, and handled matters by the book.

After completing the handover with the Prefectural Governor of Green Province, he began to make arrangements for the crackdown.

He also released the holy might of an early Ninth-tier Martial Saint, which nearly made the Prefectural Governor of Green Province kneel.

Of course.

Despite the shock of these two prefectural governors.

After Lin Que and Lin Wu left, they both did the same thing.

They dispatched urgent messengers to gallop to the Capital City.

To confirm with the imperial court whether these envoys under Prince Wu'an were truly acting on imperial decree.

After all, they had never seen Prince Wu'an's token before. What if someone had forged it?

However, they only dared to confirm it in secret.

Before the imperial court's reply arrived, they would cooperate fully as before.

After all, the other party was a genuine Ninth-tier Martial Saint.

If they truly angered him, even if the token was proven to be fake in the end, they wouldn't live long enough to receive the imperial court's reply.

At the same moment.

Xu Province, Prefectural Governor's Mansion.

Lin Hu stepped out of the spatial rift and strode towards the mansion gate.

He was wearing a white martial uniform today, his build was imposing, with broad shoulders and a sturdy waist.

His short white hair stood on end, his face was resolute, and his eyes were sharp.

He was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

But Lin Hu did not immediately release his holy might.

He intended to reason with them first before resorting to force, just to clarify matters.

The guards at the mansion gate saw such a burly man charging towards them and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"Halt! Who are you? Trespassing into the Prefectural Governor's Mansion is a serious crime!"

Lin Hu stopped, raised his hand, and presented his token.

"By order of Prince Wu'an, I am here to oversee the crackdown on the Demon Cult."

"Have your Prefectural Governor come out to see me."

The guard took the token, examined it back and forth, and then handed it back to him.

"Wait here, I will go and announce you."

After a long while.

The mansion gate opened again.

A middle-aged man in a purple official robe strode out.

It was Sun Tai, the Prefectural Governor of Xu Province.

He looked to be in his forties, with a gaunt face and high cheekbones.

A pair of triangular eyes narrowed slightly as he sized up Lin Hu.

When he saw Lin Hu's ordinary white martial uniform, and the absence of attendants or an honor guard.

A subtle cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"You say Prince Wu'an sent you?"

Sun Tai said with his hands behind his back, his tone arrogant.

"This official has not received any notification from the imperial court."

"You claim to be an envoy, but do you have any documents issued by the Ministry of Personnel? Do you have any credentials issued by the headquarters of the Demon Suppressing Division?"

Lin Hu frowned slightly.

"No documents, only Prince Wu'an's token and credentials."

He displayed the token again.

Sun Tai didn't even look, he snorted coldly.

"A token? Isn't it easy to forge a token?"

"How do I know you weren't sent by the Holy Demon God Sect as a spy?"

"There are plenty of people these days who impersonate imperial envoys to swindle others. I've arrested no less than eighty or ninety swindlers."

"I'm tired of hearing your excuses."

He waved his hand and shouted at the guards beside him.

"Guards! Seize this thief who is impersonating an imperial envoy!"

The dozen or so personal guards behind him drew their swords in unison and surrounded Lin Hu.

But their movements were noticeably hesitant.

Although they couldn't discern the specific cultivation of the white-haired man before them, his build and aura clearly indicated he was not someone to be trifled with.

More guards from around the Prefectural Governor's Mansion, who had heard the commotion, were also rushing over.

A strategist beside Sun Tai leaned in and whispered into his ear.

"My lord, it would be best to proceed with caution."

"If he really is an envoy sent by Prince Wu'an, it might not be wise for us to act so rashly..."

"If Prince Wu'an holds you accountable afterward, my lord..."

Sun Tai turned his head and gave him a cold glance.

"Are you telling me how to do my job?"

The strategist's face changed, and he quickly lowered his head.

"This subordinate wouldn't dare. This subordinate merely..."

"If you dare not, then shut up."

Sun Tai interrupted him with a cold tone.

"If I say he's fake, then he's fake."

"I'll bear any consequences. It's not for you to worry about."

He once again ordered the guards.

"Why aren't you acting? What are you waiting for?"

The guards gritted their teeth and charged at Lin Hu, steeling themselves.

Lin Hu stood his ground, watching the charging guards, then looked at Sun Tai.

His intuition told him that this prefect was not right.

He hadn't unleashed his holy might, nor had he displayed any of his strength.

If the other party truly had doubts, at most they would have driven him away or detained him for verification.

But this prefect was directly ordering his capture, and with the gravest accusation of "impersonating a thief."

This reaction... was too intense, as if he were afraid of something.

The corners of Lin Hu's mouth curved slightly upward.

Interesting.

This prefect... has a problem!

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