Chapter 247: Ten Thousand Dharmas Pure Origin Dao Body, Meeting Mi Fu

"Ao Tian, Xiao Tian, Huan Tian, guard me." Zhao Xing's mind stirred, and he immediately summoned the Tian-class battle pets to stand alert.

"Woof!" Xiao Tian the dog immediately ran off to stand guard.

"Woof!"

"Woof!"

Immediately, two more barks followed.

Zhao Xing was speechless; the mountain cat and the Spirit Illusion Goat had both been led astray by the dogs, even sticking out their tongues.

With the three battle beasts in their alert positions, Zhao Xing activated the warship's barrier.

What was he guarding against? Naturally, the evil sect members.

Since the twenty-second year of the Jingxin Era, when Liu Tianning issued a warning, the Xie Sect had been active in the East Sea in the twenty-third year.

The sea areas are places where the imperial court's control is relatively weak.

The East Sea is especially so, because the emergence of Haizhou was inherently later than other prefectures.

Furthermore, the Earth Mirror is ineffective in many areas of the sea; the monitoring intensity is much weaker compared to the interior. Except for particularly important shipping lanes which are safe, control in other places is relatively weak. Otherwise, figures like the Water Race Pacification Commissioner Bai Yun Wu would not have appeared.

In the twenty-fourth and twenty-fifth years of the Jingxin Era, the Xie Sect's activities became increasingly frequent, beginning to attack the imperial court's islands.

Especially the faction of evil cultivators that split from the Bishui Sect; they knew the East Sea inside out. Disguising themselves as members of the Dao Academy, they were impossible to guard against.

To remain low-key, Zhao Xing neither sought promotion nor broke through realms. Because the Xie Sect's attacks also had a cost threshold; below a certain rank, it was not worth the effort to kill or abduct.

As the Middle Rank War intensified, in the twenty-sixth year of the Jingxin Era, Longbizi Island, the closest island to Zhao Xing, was attacked by 'pirates'.

But Zhao Xing's Twin Islands suffered not a single thing.

Because he was low-key enough, he even accepted few orders each year, plus the luck of Yan Wu; thus, in these past few years, he had not encountered a single suicide attack.

Now, however, he could no longer remain low-key.

First, the Middle Rank War was about to end; by then, the East Sea would be even more chaotic. Even if he remained low-key, he feared he would be swept up in it; the situation would change, and staying at the Eighth Rank Realm would instead be a disaster.

Second, Mi Fu had been found. Judging by the information Xia Jing had gathered, this fellow Mi Fu had been jumping around at the Fifth Rank official position for so many years; the probability that he had already created the "Xuanhuang Xi Yuan Art" was very high.

Opening up Pure Origin soil requires special treasures to cooperate with the "Xuanhuang Xi Yuan Art," but one must first enter the Fifth Rank and master this technique.

"Returning from the Extreme Night Sea, I will be at the peak of the Tian Gang Realm."

"During that period, I continuously purified the primal energy, only gaining the confidence to break through in the twenty-fifth year of the Jingxin Era; this timing is one year earlier than Long Xiao."

"In the twenty-fifth year of the Jingxin Era, the success rate of the breakthrough was eighty percent."

"In the twenty-sixth year of the Jingxin Era, the confidence for the breakthrough was already one hundred percent," Zhao Xing thought silently. "Now, for me to break through is merely a moment's matter."

Three years ago he already had one hundred percent confidence; now to break through was naturally as easy as drinking water.

"The Fifth Rank Realm is a critical node; the body becomes Pure Origin, and every muscle, meridian, acupoint, and bone will possess the ability to gather and disperse primal energy."

"When breaking through to the Fifth Rank, many people specialize in a single Dao to forge a Pure Origin Dao Body for themselves."

"For example, the Martial Warrior's Cold Spirit Martial Body, Lei Ting Martial Body, and Great Strength Vajra Body are ways of engraving the Dao they have realized into every part of their bodies."

Dharma Bodies and Martial Bodies have different names for each profession, but are all collectively called Dao Bodies.

For instance, when Long Xiao became Fifth Rank, he condensed the Geng Metal Pure Origin Sword Body, which could also be called the Geng Metal Dao Body.

Chen Shijie has not broken through yet, but he is skilled in the Fire Prison Underground Palace Dharma; barring unexpected events, upon breaking through and condensing, it will be the Fire Prison Dao Body.

Engraving one's most skilled Dao into every part of the body with Pure Origin; when Old Chen breaks through to the Fifth Rank, his very self will be a Fire Prison Underground Palace!

"Voom~"

Zhao Xing stood at the very top of the tower ship; above his head, a rainbow bridge appeared.

This was the Heaven-Earth Spirit Bridge of the Eighth Rank Realm, used to communicate with Heaven and Earth and absorb primal energy.

Zhao Xing's Spirit Bridge carried a certain Dao rhyme.

Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, and Thunder, seven kinds of Heaven-Earth powers manifested on the Spirit Bridge, forming a rainbow bridge.

"Boom~"

The terrifying absorption power caused the surrounding primal energy to surge, forming a colorful vortex of primal energy.

The Heaven-Earth primal energy rushed forth like a flood.

Normally, absorbing Heaven-Earth primal energy requires slow refinement; the primal energy between Heaven and Earth is in multiple states and is not pure.

For example, the Gao Wind; its essence is also a form of Wind-Traveling primal energy, but only upon entering the Tian Gang Realm can one absorb and utilize it, which is why one can fly within the Gao Wind.

The Di Sha follows the same principle.

Breaking through to the Pure Origin Realm does not mean absorbing any and all primal energy.

What Zhao Xing is doing now, absorbing without restriction, is verifying his own Dao!

"I cultivate all three of the Benwosan Sect's schools; I am skilled in every technique."

"Five Elements, Wind, and Thunder; for every Dao, I have realized it to the peak of the Gao Jie."

"If I wish to condense the Fire Prison Dao Body, I can do it in an instant."

"However, I am far stronger than Old Chen; if I break through, I will become the Ten Thousand Dharmas Dao Body!" Zhao Xing thought silently.

Nowadays, with the timing, the location, and the Benwosan Sect's techniques, everything he has learned is at the peak of the Gao Jie.

Except for the Ten Thousand Dharmas Straw Man; this technique has no concept of 'peak' and can be cultivated upward indefinitely, constantly merging with the Dao.

"Boom~"

The primal energy torrent smoothly passed through the seven-colored rainbow bridge.

At the same time, an extraordinary phenomenon occurred.

Upon the rainbow bridge, a valiant straw man appeared; this was to verify the Metal-Traveling Dao. If one had not realized the Metal-Traveling Dao, absorbing it at this moment would not allow it to be engraved, and the breakthrough would fail instead.

Following that came Flying Sky (Wind), Detonation (Fire), and Holy Shield (Earth).

Then, a pale blue shadow appeared, taking Zhao Xing's form, casting the Dripping Rain Dharma.

Another green shadow appeared, casting the Instant Primal Origin.

A purple shadow appeared, wielding the Thunder Art.

All the spells Zhao Xing had learned—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, and Thunder—gathered together.

The Ministry of Agriculture spells he had learned throughout his life now surfaced; if Wang Wang Xuanyi were here, he would surely be greatly shocked.

This fellow is at the Sixth Rank, yet has cultivated so many spells from three schools? And they are all high-grade, perfected Dao arts?

"Voom~"

Each shadow appeared, then vanished, falling into Zhao Xing's body.

In the flickering, every Dao was inscribed into his body.

Pure Yuan Qi, carrying the Dao, filled every part of his body.

"Boom-crack~"

"Pitter-patter~"

"Whoosh~"

"Clang~"

"Pfft~"

……

Inside Zhao Xing's body, the sounds of thunder, rain, wind, and clashing metal arose.

Flames erupted from his skin, his hair grew wildly, and within moments, it dragged on the ground.

The Five Elements Pure Yuan manifest ten thousand arts!

The Yuan Qi in his Origin Dantian, his meridians, flesh, blood, and golden bones all underwent a frantic transformation, pushing Zhao Xing toward a higher realm!

"Woof!" "Woof!" "Woof!"

The Mountain Cat, the Azure Lion, and the Spirit Illusion Goat all began to howl.

It is too terrifying!

Instinctively, they felt their master had become terrifying.

It was a sense of oppression on the level of life itself!

The Mountain Cat had consumed so much Lingxiu; Zhao Xing would have consumed even more.

The Mountain Cat had never eaten the heart of a Dragon Whale.

The Mountain Cat entered the Pure Yuan realm through the Wind and Thunder Dao, while the Spirit Illusion Goat and the Azure Lion each followed a single Dao.

This is the gap between strange beasts and human cultivators; war beasts do not comprehend the Dao, relying entirely on bloodline power. By consuming enough resources, undergoing resource cultivation, and secret technique training, they instinctively enter the Dao.

The strange phenomena arising from Zhao Xing at this moment were incomprehensible to the three war beasts, yet they were deeply shocked.

…………

No one knew how much time passed before the phenomena finally slowly vanished.

The light on Zhao Xing's body gradually receded, and he jumped from the ship's roof onto the deck.

Stretching his body, Zhao Xing shifted his mind, and a bolt of Lei Ting shot out from behind him without warning.

"Boom-crack~"

The Lei Ting struck the sea surface, exploding a water column one hundred meters high.

"Fifth Rank Pure Yuan realm; casting spells requires no starting stance; any part of the body can cast."

"Ordinary Yuan Qi shackles—even if they bind a collar around my neck, and manacle my hands and feet, locking me up—I can still wield spells."

"Broken hands and feet do not hinder spellcasting," Zhao Xing thought silently.

Martial artists are the same; Qi force can be projected from any part of the body.

Of course, those Wu Ji that rely on fists and feet to function would still be greatly diminished.

But for sword cultivators, there is no hindrance at all.

Back then, when Yang An cut off his own hand, his strength had actually suffered no loss.

"Unless a physician uses the Special Life-and-Death Needles to seal all my meridians and acupoints, and then uses poison to suppress the Yuan Qi in my Origin Dantian."

"Otherwise, a prisoner like me would have escaped during the journey to detention."

"If I had cultivated Pure Yuan soil, as long as I could move a sliver of Yuan Qi, a mere shift of mind would summon plant soldiers to pull out the needles, unlock the shackles; it would be impossible to guard against."

"Now that I possess the Ten Thousand Arts Pure Yuan Dao Body, the Pure Yuan realm is sufficient to cast high-grade Beast Taming Arts."

Zhao Xing shifted his mind; the soul contract in his sea of consciousness connected with the Mountain Cat.

"Cat, come!"

"Meow?"

A thousand li away, the Mountain Cat was involuntarily pulled by a force.

Then it transformed into a cyan-purple streak of light and began to merge with Zhao Xing.

The Ministry of Agriculture has Pure Yuan soil to cultivate plant soldiers.

Beast Tamers at the Fifth Rank naturally possess their own divine peculiarities; Fusion is one of them.

However, Fusion requires both human and beast to be Fifth Rank Pure Yuan; if one side is missing, it cannot be done.

"Crackle-pop~"

After a flash of Lei Guang, a set of cat-skin armor appeared on Zhao Xing.

It looked as if the Mountain Cat had turned human, with only the triangular area of the face revealing Zhao Xing.

His hands and feet were completely wrapped in the fluffy fur of the Mountain Cat.

"Looks like I'm wearing a cat-skin coat."

Zhao Xing shifted his mind, and five claws immediately extended from his fluffy hands.

"Splash~" Zhao Xing waved his hand to form a water mirror and took a look.

"I can use all of the Lynx's skills; it's like changing skins. Why does it feel a bit like the Beast Clan's style?"

"Only my eyes, nose, and mouth show it's me; my ears have turned into the Lynx's shape. Ho, my eyes look like I've applied eyeshadow. Why does it feel a bit like a villain... Aotian, second-stage transformation!"

Zhao Xing was not very satisfied with the first-stage fusion possession, mainly because it wasn't cool enough.

"Roar!"

Zhao Xing let out a roar; immediately, the green-purple secret patterns on his body appeared, rising ring by ring from beneath his feet.

After a moment, his appearance changed completely.

First, the fur on his face receded entirely, revealing his true face.

The cat-skin coat became the Lynx Battle Armor.

On the helmet atop his head, a cat head appeared.

The scale armor on his body did not fit against his skin; instead, it was hollowed out, shimmering with a soul-stealing luster, with distinct lines and full of metallic texture.

"Clang!"

The steel claws appeared again. Zhao Xing looked up and smiled: "Our minds are united... it has that flavor."

"Aotian, end the fusion."

A great light erupted from Zhao Xing's body; the Lynx transformed from armor state back into its original form.

"Woof woof!" The Lynx barked excitedly twice.

So fun, I want to play more!

"You're a cat; can you stop imitating a dog?" Zhao Xing gave up, glaring at Xiaotian.

It's all this Cangni Dog's fault for corrupting him!

"Xiaotian, fuse!"

"Huantian, fuse!"

Zhao Xing then tried fusing with Xiaotian and Huantian.

Afterwards, he dissolved the fusion.

"Three sets of Beast Soul Armors: Cangni, Lynx, and Linghuan. Only the Lynx's second-stage fusion is a bit cool."

After the Cangni Armor's second-stage transformation, it was black and red.

After the Linghuan Armor's second-stage transformation, it was pink.

Let's not even talk about the Linghuan Goat; after fusion, it was at the level of social death because it was too cute.

"During the Ten Thousand Beasts Competition, Beast Tamers must also enter the field. I wonder if they'll allow a Beast Tamer like me, who started late, to use my own spells."

Zhao Xing saw that the rules didn't mention this, so he didn't know if he could use them.

If he could use them, that would be a huge advantage for him.

Normally, Beast Tamers know many spells, but they are all used to amplify their battle beasts; they themselves are relatively weak.

If they allowed him to use Farmer spells, forget about advancing from the Eastern Sea; advancing from the Four Seas wouldn't be a problem.

He just feared they would say he was breaking the rules or cheating.

It's not rare for Martial Artists to be Tamers; for Farmers to be Tamers, that is truly quite rare.

Martial Artists are nothing more than fists, feet, knives, and swords, but the three schools of Farmers have so many spells; where would one get the energy to learn this and that?

Of course, the vast majority are proper Beast Tamers.

Someone like me, who is improper, is truly not common.

"I'll ask Zhai Zhong another day," Zhao Xing thought silently. "Let's go back first."

Although the Thousand-Year Hou Transformation hadn't been found yet, Zhao Xing didn't force it; compared to preparing to open Pure Origin Soil, that could all be put on the back burner.

Besides, Long Xiao was still helping him look; that was far greater than his own individual strength.

Jingxin Year 29, March 20th, Spring Equinox.

Guangling Prefecture, Li Fire Academy, Guangling Branch.

"Huff~"

Zhao Xing walked out of the fire pit.

"Guangling Prefecture is truly damn far; it took half a month just to get here."

After breaking through on the day of Jingzhe, he arrived at Twin Island two days later, then spent another thirteen days before reaching 'Red Cloud Commandery' in Guangling Prefecture.

The Li Fire Academy travels by borrowing fire; during the journey, one must also wait for the fire pit to be activated.

Zhao Xing transferred five times to complete the inter-prefecture movement.

In the era of the Clerk, one wouldn't even dare to dream of this.

Relying on carriages to travel, one probably couldn't reach Guangling Prefecture in a lifetime.

"Brother Zhao, over here!"

As soon as he walked out, he saw a tall figure waving in the waiting area outside the fire pit.

"Brother Wei." Zhao Xing walked over quickly. "Why did you personally come to the academy to pick me up? That's too polite."

The tall, dignified young man before him was named Wei Wuji, a direct Young Master of the Duke of Wei.

He was the twelfth-generation descendant of Wei Zhongchun, the founding Duke.

The current Duke of Wei is his grandfather.

Of course, Wei Wuji has over forty brothers; his father's generation also has over thirty. Whether the title will pass down to him, Wei Wuji, is still uncertain.

But as a direct heir, Wei Wuji still carries some weight.

"My uncle is the Governor of Red Cloud Commandery. I happened to catch the Spring Equinox holiday, which gives me half a month off, so I came personally," Wei Wuji smiled. "Since this is your first time, I will treat you well this time."

"There's nothing fun in Red Cloud Commandery. Come, go with me to Guangling Commandery; that's where the fun is!"

"Brother Wei, wait," Zhao Xing said. "I did not come this time for amusement, but for urgent matters. I must enter the Star Ruin Realm immediately."

"So urgent?" Wei Wuji stopped. "The Star Ruin Realm is desolate, the environment harsh, with hardly a soul to be found."

He knew Zhao Xing wanted to go, assuming Zhao Xing merely intended to broaden his horizons, never expecting such haste.

"I act on my teacher's orders to visit an old friend," Zhao Xing invoked Liu Tianning's banner.

"Very well. Since it is the command of a revered teacher, it must be attended to at once," Wei Wuji said solemnly. "Let us go find my uncle."

Liu Tianning's name carried weight in Guangling Prefecture, at least among the older generation.

For Liu Tianning had once accomplished great deeds at the Xunyang River head of Guangling Commandery; his legend, a century old, still circulated among the common people.

Chen Xuan, the Governor of Hongxia Commandery, held the rank of Fourth Grade, Lower.

Eighty percent of Guangling Prefecture's territory consists of fertile, abundant lands.

The seasons are stable, the soil fertile.

Even if farmers casually scatter seedlings into the fields, they reap abundant grain; moreover, Yuan Rice yields three harvests a year here. Regarding the stability and abundance of heaven's timing and earth's advantages, Guangling Prefecture ranks first among the Nineteen Prefectures.

In such a place, the Governor's rank is Fourth Grade, Lower, while the Prefect holds Second Grade.

Of course, a purely civil Second Grade official differs greatly from a military Second Grade general.

A Second Grade Ritual Cultivator crossing the border might possess less strength than a Fourth Grade.

For the rites of Great Zhou do not penetrate the Barbarian Wastelands; the power of spells is often discounted, and some simply cannot be cast at all.

The same applies to Priests; this is why, during the Great Barbarian War, when repairing supply cities, temples must be built first, otherwise certain professions become useless drains.

However, Chen Xuan, this Ritual Cultivator, appears imposing and robust, clearly having practiced martial arts.

During Emperor Jing's reign it was acceptable, but in the era of Wu Di, many Ritual Cultivators also cultivated the Martial Dao.

If one truly cannot persuade with rites, one can simply roll up one's sleeves and wield a blade to strike down men.

"Chen An, why such haste?" Chen Xuan emerged from the rear courtyard, not in official robes but in a white training outfit, sweat beading on his forehead.

"A teacher's command is hard to defy," Zhao Xing bowed. "My leave is short; please, Uncle, grant me a favor."

How could Lord Zhao not be anxious? That fellow Mi Fu has served as an official in Gui Xu City for four years.

Judging by his behavior over the past decade-plus, he never stayed long in any place before moving on; if Zhao Xing did not hurry to find him, that man might flee again.

"Very well," Chen Xuan nodded. "The gate to the Star Ruin Realm opens once every seven days; tomorrow is precisely the time. The Transport Office of Hongxia Commandery will send supplies inside. Take this hand order of mine and board their ship to enter."

"Thank you, Uncle," Zhao Xing bowed.

The air was freezing, dusk approaching; within Gui Xu City, fire pits lit up one after another.

Snow covered the ground to a foot deep, yet it still fell from the sky.

The gray sky was heavy, as if it were about to crash down along with the snowflakes.

Many commoners carried pots, bowls, and ladles along the market streets toward the fire pits to cook.

What is Gui Xu City? It is a place where the Five Elements Qi does not manifest.

Especially in winter, when the earth fire lies deep; apart from the few major fire pits within Gui Xu City, fire cannot be lit anywhere else.

This small world is nearing the end of its life; the laws of heaven and earth have begun to decay.

Even if one ventures out of the city carrying a torch, it will extinguish instantly the moment one crosses the threshold.

"Dinner is served!"

"Brother Wang, what dish did your family make today?"

"Mother, I'm hungry."

"Be good, wait a moment longer; it will be our turn soon."

"Who stole my pot? Damn it!"

"Do not push! Form a line, or do not blame me for making you eat undercooked rice!"

"My lord, please have a bowl of soup."

"Go, go! You don't have enough for your own family; I am on duty!"

"..."

Since fire for cooking could only be lit at fixed fire pits, the commoners of Gui Xu City had to bring their pots and pans to these specific locations to cook, returning home only after eating.

At this moment, an elderly official, surrounded by a retinue of attendants, was inspecting the surrounding fire pits.

His name was Mi Fu, Governor of Gui Xu City, Fifth Grade, Lower. Though a civil official, Mi Fu bore a fearsome sword scar on his face.

Seeing a middle-aged man in splendid robes, guarded by servants, cut in line before a mother and daughter, Mi Fu kicked him.

"Fan Laosan, it's you again. Cut in line for your mother! Get the hell over there," Mi Fu cursed.

"Ah? My lord Mi? Were you not in the eastern city?" Fan Laosan looked bewildered. He had just received a message from a Black Crow stating that Mi Fu was patrolling the east with men, which was why he dared bring his clan to cut in line in the west.

The Fan family counts as a minor noble house in Gui Xu City.

Originally, the Fan family had their own fire pit.

But since Mi Fu arrived, he redistributed the fire pits of all great families.

Now, even this Count Lord must queue with commoners at the fire pit just to eat a hot meal.

"The eastern city? Oh, your dog nose is quite sharp," Mi Fu sneered. "Let me tell you, the one in the east is also me."

"Does my lord possess such a spell?" Fan Laosan, the third son of the Fan family, could not help but stare in shock.

"I know many more tricks than that," Mi Fu said, holding a torch close to Fan Laosan, who had fallen to the ground. "If I say I have three heads and six arms, do you believe me?"

"I believe you," Fan Laosan nodded repeatedly.

"I haven't shown you, yet you believe? Are you not deceiving this official? Hm?" Beneath the flickering flames, Mi Fu's face looked somewhat fearsome.

Fan Laosan hurriedly said, "Then... this humble one does not believe?"

"Do not believe?" Mi Fu smiled, and then two more heads sprouted from his neck. Immediately, the three heads roared together: "Wah!"

"Ah—"Fan Laosan was half-dead with fright on the spot and fainted outright.

Seeing him like this, Mi Fu clapped his hands, retracted the two heads, and stood up, thoroughly satisfied.

"Get up, don't play dead,"Mi Fu said, kicking Fan Laosan twice.

But he found Fan Laosan motionless; he had truly fainted.

"Truly useless for a Marquis of Hongyi, wasting your ancestors'good name,"Mi Fu clapped his hands and casually grabbed the fourth of the Fan family.

"Fan Laosi, you..."

"I believe, I believe, my lord!"Fan Laosi was also a Seventh-Rank martial artist, yet at this moment he was as obedient as a little chick, nodding incessantly.

"Who asked you that?"Mi Fu said. "Once your family's meal is ready, take half and distribute it to the villagers to eat."

"My lord,"Fan Laosi said with difficulty, "we were just cutting in line, and the food we brought isn't much..."

"Did I perform magic tricks for you for nothing? Will you do it or not!"Mi Fu's face changed in an instant. "If you don't, your family won't eat today."

"I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it!"Seeing Fan Laosi's eyes bulging and sensing a tendency to transform again, he felt terrible.

He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Tonight, the Fan family will cover dinner for all the neighbors!"

"Wow, thank you, Master Fan!"

"Thank him for what? You should thank my lord Mi!"

"Then we won't be polite!"

"Feasting on the rich!"

The surrounding villagers immediately became overjoyed.

Seeing this, Mi Fu loosened his grip on Fan Laosi's neck, smoothed out the wrinkles, and said with a smile: "Good, thank you, Master Fan. Do not cut in line again in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes,"Fan Laosi bowed and scraped; they truly dared not do it again.

Surrounded by the crowd, Mi Fu continued his patrol.

Suddenly, his gaze shifted.

He looked toward a certain direction in the sky.

"Such a powerful aura, Fifth-Rank Pure Origin Realm, yet possessing such a mighty Inner Heaven?"Mi Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Subsequently, from various places in the city, a clone shot upward into the sky.

Five li outside the city of Guixu, a cargo flying boat slowly lowered its altitude.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

Figures broke through the air one after another; a total of thirty-six Mi Fus blocked the flying boat.

"Halt!"Mi Fu shouted. "Who are you?!"

Zhao Xing emerged from the flying boat, glanced at Mi Fu, then clasped his hands and said: "My lord Mi, I am from the Hongxia Commandery Transport Office, here to deliver supplies."

"Dare you bluff me?"Mi Fu snorted. "Although today is the distribution day for the Transport Office, deliveries are only made to the three great cities of Dangui, Mingshui, and Wufang."

"It is not the time to deliver supplies to Guixu City."

"Moreover, since when does the Hongxia Commandery Transport Office have such a powerful Agricultural Minister delivering goods?"

Zhao Xing opened his Heavenly Eye and looked at Mi Fu's clones.

Mi Fu also knew the Self-Straw Man Technique, but what he cast was not the Willow-Weaved Straw Man Technique, but the Wu-Transmitted Straw Man, created by the founding Grand Agricultural Minister Wu Cheng.

Zhao Xing clasped his hands and said, "My lord Mi has keen eyes; I am indeed not from the Hongxia Commandery Transport Office."

"However, I am indeed here to deliver supplies. If you do not believe me, look; there is not a single weapon on this ship."

Mi Fu glanced over, then said, "Then who are you?"

Zhao Xing straightened his clothes and suddenly said with an ardent expression: "I am Zhao Xing, courtesy name Chen'an. Hearing of my lord Mi's deeds, I admire you from the bottom of my heart."

"Hearing that my lord suffered unjust treatment and was exiled to Guixu City, it truly pains me!"

"I respect people like my lord Mi the most in my life; I specially rushed over just to behold your brilliance!"