Overbearing Jiao Yu, Suppressing the Entire Venue!

A moment later...

The brothel's main hall was a complete mess.

The patrons and girls had long since fled in all directions. Only the madam and a few attendants huddled in the corner, trembling like leaves.

The battle had lasted less than half an incense stick's time.

On one side were elite warriors who had endured three months of bitter fighting and earned Wu Santong's personal recognition.

On the other were parasites who only knew how to prey on the common people and hide within the city walls whenever demon beasts appeared.

The outcome, naturally, had been without suspense...

Gongsun Su and a group of demon slayers from the Southern Pacification Bureau had all been beaten to the ground.

And that was without Wei Xuanfeng making a move.

Several of them had even had their dantians directly crippled by Fox Murong. From this day forth, they would be no more than ordinary people.

It was clear enough just how deeply this woman hated the people of the Southern Pacification Bureau...

"Now you know how formidable this old lady is, huh? Hm!" Fox Murong stood arrogantly, pressing the sole of her black boot onto Gongsun Su's face. "You wanted to kill me? Are you worthy?"

Perhaps still not satisfied, she spat on his face again.

"Qin Zhaodi, if you've got the guts, kill me."

Even with his face beneath her foot, Gongsun Su remained stubbornly defiant.

"You want to die? It won't be that easy."

As she spoke, Fox Murong viciously kicked him several more times, and his screams instantly echoed throughout the entire brothel.

Wen Shihan moved close to Wei Xuanfeng, a flicker of killing intent passing through her eyes.

Wei Xuanfeng understood what she meant.

They had already offended these people. Should they simply kill them all?

"Even if we're pulling up the weeds by the roots, now isn't the time," Wei Xuanfeng said quietly.

Too many people had seen his face during this farce, and it wasn't as if he could kill every last one of them.

Besides, if anyone was going to kill them, it should be Fox Murong.

Wen Shihan nodded without saying anything.

"Murong, it's about time." Only after a while did Wei Xuanfeng speak. "You've vented enough. Let's go home."

He had noticed earlier that one of the Southern Pacification Bureau's demon slayers had slipped away in secret.

He had probably gone to fetch reinforcements.

Wei Xuanfeng hated trouble and only wanted to get back as soon as possible.

"Coming, coming!"

Hearing that, Fox Murong gave it some thought, then drove a heavy kick into Gongsun Su's dantian.

Wei Xuanfeng sighed softly at the sight.

Well then, they'd truly offended them beyond reconciliation this time...

Now he could only hope that the big shot backing Gongsun Su wouldn't come looking for trouble.

Otherwise...

He really didn't want to kill anyone.

"Once we're back, you two had better give me an explanation!"

Wei Xuanfeng pinched Fox Murong's little cheek and said through gritted teeth.

Being used as a weapon didn't feel very pleasant.

"Hehehe, we'll talk when we get back, when we get back..."

Fox Murong flashed a dazzling smile, trying to muddle through by acting cute.

But just as the three reached the doorway, an imposing voice rang out from outside.

"You injured my men, and you think you can just leave like that?!"

Before the words had faded, a tall figure strode inside.

Wei Xuanfeng did not recognize him, but he recognized the Hundred-Household flying fish uniform he wore.

Behind him stood at least several dozen demon slayers.

"Old Wei, this guy is Gongsun Su's older brother, Gongsun Jin. They say he's the same as Boss Jiao—at the peak of the Martial Master realm..."

Fox Murong hid behind Wei Xuanfeng, tugged lightly at his clothes, and whispered.

"They're only a few years apart. One's at the peak of the Martial Master realm, while the other can't even beat you??"

Wei Xuanfeng was somewhat surprised.

"What do you mean, even I can't beat him? Am I that weak?" Fox Murong bared her tiger fangs as she spoke.

"The hell makes you think you're strong?!" Wei Xuanfeng laughed in exasperation, then turned to Gongsun Jin and cupped his hands. "Greetings, Hundred Household Commander."

"You're all from the Northern Pacification Bureau?"

Gongsun Jin glanced at Gongsun Su, who lay on the ground like a dead dog, then looked coldly at Wei Xuanfeng and the other two.

"That's right."

"Fine. Don't say I'm not giving Wu Santong any face," Gongsun Jin said coldly. "Destroy your own dantians, then crawl back to the Northern Pacification Bureau from here. Today's matter will end there."

"Hundred Household Commander, today's affair was all because of this woman." Wei Xuanfeng smiled and pointed at Fox Murong. "Wen Shihan and I never made a move. How about you treat the two of us like a fart and let us go?"

"Old Wei, you're fucking heartless!"

Fox Murong instantly burst into curses.

Even Wen Shihan frowned slightly at his words.

"Hmph, at least you know how to read the times." Seeing the servile look on his face, Gongsun Jin despised him utterly. "Fine. Crawl through my legs, and I'll let you go."

"No problem!"

Wei Xuanfeng stepped forward with a smile, immediately about to kneel.

Just as Fox Murong was about to stop him, she suddenly saw that Wen Shihan's hand had already reached the meteor hammer at her waist.

And Wei Xuanfeng's Embroidered Spring Saber had somehow found its way into his left hand.

At once, she understood his plan.

"I thought everyone from the Northern Pacification Bureau had backbones. Turns out they're nothing but—"

Before Gongsun Jin could finish, Wei Xuanfeng did not kneel.

Instead, he rolled across the ground.

Then Gongsun Jin saw a blade flashing with cold light thrust straight at his face...

Kneeling and begging for mercy—Wei Xuanfeng had no problem with that.

But...

The man before him seemed unworthy of it!

"When all retreat is cut off, the road of death opens."

Wei Xuanfeng silently recited the formula and directly unleashed the final stance of the Grand Ancestor Saber Technique.

Advance without return!

Once this stance was unleashed, he would not return without breaking through.

No variations, no retreat—born toward death.

After sparring with Jiao Yu for so long, he knew all too well the strength of a peak Martial Master.

So from the very start, he used his strongest move.

Even during the three-month bitter battle, the wolf demon had never forced out this killing move of his.

Gongsun Jin had not expected that Wei Xuanfeng, who had been grinning and acting like a groveling servant one moment ago, would erupt into murder the next.

And this speed—wasn't it a little too fast?!

But Gongsun Jin was, after all, at the peak of the Martial Master realm. In the face of danger, his body reacted before his mind.

He tilted his head, intending to evade the blade while swinging his fan-sized palm straight at Wei Xuanfeng's chest.

But how could Wei Xuanfeng's killing move be so easy to dodge?

Without warning, Wei Xuanfeng suddenly accelerated.

Caught off guard, Gongsun Jin felt a chill at his ear.

Wei Xuanfeng's strike severed his ear cleanly.

What a pity—if he had been an ordinary Martial Master, it would have been his head that came off...

Wei Xuanfeng felt a flicker of regret, then pressed his advantage without mercy, immediately engulfing Gongsun Jin in a blaze of saber light.

"Shihan, Murong."

"Understood."

The two women shouted in unison. After fighting side by side for three months, the three of them had long developed excellent coordination.

The instant Wei Xuanfeng made his move, the two women wielded their weapons and attacked Gongsun Jin from different angles.

"You're courting death!"

Realizing that his ear had been cut off, Gongsun Jin flew into a rage.

His inner force surged, and a thin layer of protective aura appeared over his body.

Protective aura was a sign that a peak Martial Master was about to advance into the Martial Grandmaster realm.

It was said that a Martial Grandmaster's protective aura allowed one to stroll leisurely through a rain of arrows and emerge unscathed amid flashing blades and flying swords.

"This protective astral qi isn't even a fraction as thick as Boss Jiao's!" Wei Xuanfeng's fighting spirit surged. "Today, I'll smash it for you to see!"

Even among peak Martial Sect practitioners, there were differences!

After all, every few days, Jiao Yu would find some excuse to give Wei Xuanfeng and the other two a beating.

From shattering at the slightest touch in the beginning, to eventually forcing out Boss Jiao's protective astral qi.

Only one month had passed...

Wei Xuanfeng leaped into the air, raised his saber above his head with both hands, and brought it down with the force of thunder!

The fourth form of the Grand Ancestor Saber Technique—Splitting Mount Hua with Force.

The Embroidered Spring Saber slammed viciously into Gongsun Jin's protective astral qi.

Bang!

Like a silver vase suddenly shattering, Gongsun Jin's protective astral qi instantly broke apart...

How was that possible?!

Not only were the demon slayers of the Southern Pacification Bureau behind Gongsun Jin stunned, but even Gongsun Jin himself was horrified!

These three were merely ninth-level Martial Warriors—how could they...

But how could Wen Shihan and Fox Murong possibly give him a chance to catch his breath?

A short spike and an Embroidered Spring Saber stabbed in from Gongsun Jin's left and right.

"Golden light shines upon an iron wall; neither axe nor blade may breach it."

Seeing that he was about to be wounded, Gongsun Jin immediately pulled out a talisman.

Dong!

The next second, Wei Xuanfeng and the other two were violently flung away.

Pfft!

Upon landing, all three spat out a mouthful of blood.

Their all-out attacks had seemed to strike something, then been rebounded back at them intact.

"You three little mongrels, you made me waste a talisman for nothing!"

Pain filled Gongsun Jin's face as he looked at the three with incomparable venom.

But he truly no longer had the courage to fight them himself...

Just thinking of their utterly reckless ferocity made his heart pound with lingering fear.

"Heh, a dignified peak Martial Master, yet three Martial Warriors broke your protective astral qi—and you even had to use a talisman." Fox Murong wiped away blood and immediately mocked him. "If word gets out, Gongsun Jin, you'll be humiliated beyond belief! Hahaha!"

"Don't worry. Once the three of you are dead, no one will know what happened today!"

A flash of killing intent passed through Gongsun Jin's eyes!

"Old Wei, Shihan, sorry... I dragged you two into this..." Fox Murong said softly upon hearing that.

"Fuck you! What the hell were you thinking earlier?!" Wei Xuanfeng cursed back without ceremony, then rose to his feet. "Seems like it's too late to kneel and beg for mercy now... Stop playing dead and keep fighting. I refuse to believe he has ten thousand talismans!?"

Before he had even finished speaking, Wen Shihan was already standing at his side.

Fox Murong grinned at his words, then got up as well, looking utterly relaxed.

Seeing the three like this, Gongsun Jin immediately frowned.

They could take the backlash from the Golden Bell Talisman head-on and still stand up...

Were these three monsters?

At that thought, he immediately took a step back!

"Demon slayers of the Southern Pacification Bureau, heed my command! Attack together and execute these fiends!"

"Yes!"

As the Southern Pacification Bureau men drew closer and closer, Fox Murong immediately cursed.

"Gongsun Jin, have you no shame at all?! It was bad enough that a Martial Master was bullying Martial Warriors, but now that you can't win, you fucking want to gang up on us! Other than throwing your weight around to bully people, what else can you do?!"

"Today, I will throw my weight around and bully people. So what?" Gongsun Jin sneered viciously.

"Heh..."

A soft laugh came from the direction of the second floor.

Everyone instinctively looked over and saw a woman who had appeared on the second-floor railing at some unknown time.

She was tall and curvaceous, dressed in a Hundred-Household Officer's Flying Fish uniform.

A wine jug hung from one hand, an Embroidered Spring Saber from the other.

Her posture was even more uninhibited than a man's, yet every inch of her body brimmed with the deadly allure of a mature woman.

Gongsun Jin's expression darkened, because when he had arrived, every guest on the second floor had already fled.

And he had remained by the entrance the entire time.

She...

When had she arrived...?

The moment Wei Xuanfeng and the other two saw the woman, their faces relaxed. Just as they were about to speak, the woman said—

"Gongsun Jin, what imposing swagger!" Jiao Yu sneered. "Come on, trade a few moves with me! If you can draw a second sword, I'll admit defeat!"