Chapter 152: Has he always been this brave?

Heaven Star City, Northern Garrison Office.

Shen Qing brought the Dragon-Slayer back to the Northern Garrison Office; just after entering the office, some colonels couldn't bear the Dragon-Slayer's pressure and saw stars.

Shen Qing could only casually find a decent scabbard in the office to use for now, but it was extremely strained; the blade's momentum on the Dragon-Slayer was quickly destroying the scabbard.

Shen Qing returned to his room; there was a weapon rack in the corner of his room, already holding a green-long blade, namely the Azure River; Shen Qing also placed the Crimson Sky on the rack.

"Just retire here, together with the Azure River."

Shen Qing is somewhat sentimental, so he naturally wouldn't discard these things; used weapons are generally stored properly; in another corner of the room, the Overlord Bow was hung on the wall.

Shen Qing walked out of the room; in the courtyard, the White Tiger was lying there basking in the sun, and Shen Qing walked over and rubbed its head.

The White Tiger affectionately rubbed against Shen Qing.

Shen Qing was somewhat dissatisfied, pinched the White Tiger's mouth corner, and turned to look at the Scholar.

"Scholar, didn't I tell you to cut the White Tiger's rations in half?"

"How is it getting fatter and fatter?"

"Boss, I really did reduce it, but it sneaks to the kitchen every day to steal food, and nobody stops it!"

Shen Qing tugged at the White Tiger's mouth corner: "You're quite capable! I've even found you an opportunity."

"Scholar, put up a sign outside the kitchen: No White Tigers or pigs allowed!"

The White Tiger stared dumbfounded, clutching Shen Qing's pant leg and continually whimpering, rubbing its head against him, trying to use cuteness to awaken his affection.

Shen Qing chuckled: "Beg? Begging won't work either."

"Wait until you learn to speak before thinking about eating."

Having said that, Shen Qing stood up and walked toward the courtyard exterior: "Scholar, call Black Dog and the others; we're making a trip to Moon-facing City."

"Su Jiedie and the others have also come to Azure Province; they're right there, so we might as well go see what these martial sects are up to with such a grand display."

Moon-facing City.

One of the nine major cities of Azure Province.

This is where various martial sects gather.

Because the Sun and Moon Mountain, where the Martial Arts Assembly is held, is not far away.

The forces of Eternal Peace Commandery have also arrived here, at the Red Jade Tavern.

Inside Room Number Three of the Earth Wing, the people from Eternal Peace Commandery gathered together; there were not many, only ten people—aside from Su Jiedie, Su Zhen, and Li Qingshan, the rest were the mainstays of Eternal Peace Commandery's martial world.

The table was laden with abundant food, yet nobody lifted their chopsticks; all were worried.

One middle-aged Grand Master broke the silence: "This Martial Arts Assembly might not be simple; we've formed the Martial Alliance and submitted to the Imperial Court; logically, the martial world should have nothing to do with us."

"But the Azure Province martial world still sent us invitations, nine in a row."

"It seems the visitors come with ill intent."

An elderly Grand Master snorted coldly: "I know exactly what these old fogies are thinking; it's nothing more than feeling that our submission to the Imperial Court has embarrassed them."

"They'll probably try to humiliate us, but damn it, can I indulge them?"

Saying that, the elderly Grand Master looked at Su Jiedie: "Alliance Chief, when the cursing starts, you hide at the back; let me do the swearing."

"Damn, I've lived long enough; before I die I just want to have a good time; if I get angry enough while cursing, I'll ram myself onto their swords—bang—and die right in front of them."

"Ah, when I die, they won't be able to make it clear anyway; I'm still an Imperial Court person, and this time I came representing the Court; when the Court draws its swords on them, let them cry all they want."

Su Zhen beside them burst into laughter and tears, hastily speaking: "Ah, Master Sun, it's not that serious, not that serious."

"We already sent a letter to Commander Shen, didn't we? It should have reached Jia Shui Jun by now; we'll just wait for Shen's reply and act accordingly."

Just then, a voice transmitted into the private room.

"What should we do? If they curse us, we curse back; if they annoy us, we kick them in the face—I'll back you up!"

Su Jiedie instantly recognized that voice and sprang up with a swish, which left the others bewildered.

Only saw the grand door slowly open, and Shen Qing walked into the private room.

Su Jiedie's face instantly reddened as she shouted: "Benefactor! How are you here?!"

The others in the room also saw Shen Qing's face clearly, then exchanged glances, their expressions showing relief.

Who understands this feeling of redemption at this moment?

They were all prepared to die far from home, but then they saw Shen Qing's reassuring face.

Everyone rose and saluted: "Greetings, Commander Shen."

Shen Qing smiled.

"I definitely wouldn't have received your letter sent to Jia Shui Jun; after pacifying the pirates there, I was transferred to the Azure Province Embroidered Uniform Guard as Commander."

This news excited everyone in the room; having come to Azure Province, they naturally understood what the Commander's position entailed.

That's right, they are weak, and becoming strong is also slow for them.

But the thighs they cling to are getting thicker and thicker.

"This Martial Arts Assembly is definitely not simple; a joint assembly of the martial worlds of three provinces, something that has never happened since the founding of the Great Wu."

"Your concerns are valid, but they don't really concern you; now pack up and follow me."

A few people were doubtful: "Commander Shen, where are we going?"

"This place is too dangerous; let's change inns to the Kirin Tavern."

The Kirin Tavern is the Great Wu version of a peace hotel; staying there means safety, of course the price is also very high.

A few Grand Masters stared: "Commander Shen, with so many of us moving in, the price surely won't be cheap; otherwise, let Jiedie and the others go, while we Grand Masters stay here."

Shen Qing's politeness is just Shen Qing being good-natured, but they can't be clueless.

Shen Qing directly pulled them outward with a burst of true qi.

"Hurry up and pack your luggage; if you dawdle, I'll beat you."

After the time it takes to finish half a cup of tea, a group of people had packed their luggage and walked out toward the tavern exterior.

At this moment, the two people guarding not far away sat up.

The two hid in the darkness; a blue-clothed man said, "They've come out, get ready."

The other black-clothed man said, "Wait a moment, is this job really to be done? Kidnapping an Innate Realm woman gets us two Grand Master Realm treasure medicines—could there be a trick?"

The blue-clothed man snorted, "Whether there's a trick or not, after the kidnapping we'll hide; whatever happens, we won't show our heads."

"These are two treasure medicines—aren't you moved?"

The black-clothed man swallowed saliva, "Alright, then let's act."

"Hey, wait, why is there an extra person? Or is he a first-layer Grand Master Realm? How is he still so young?"

The blue-clothed man spat, "So young? With delicate skin, he's definitely a young master from some big family; it doesn't matter—even if he's a genius, he's still a first-layer Grand Master Realm."

"Did you forget my nickname? Ghost Hand Seven—I'll steal his sword first, then attack."

"Then it'll be two against one..."

The two exchanged a glance and said in unison, "The advantage is with us!"

No sooner said than done, the two immediately moved, quickly approaching Shen Qing—Ghost Hand Seven in front, the black-clothed man behind.

As they approached Shen Qing and the others, Ghost Hand Seven, with a single footwork, swept past everyone; the surrounding Grand Masters didn't react in time.

He lunged to grab the Slaying Dragon sword at Shen Qing's waist, laughing loudly, "Good sword, but now it's mine..."

The sound cut off the instant Ghost Hand Seven touched the sword hilt; a terrifying aura surged straight to his heavenly spirit cap, and he felt only a purple giant python appear before his eyes.

In just an instant, his spirit was destroyed by the Slaying Dragon's pressure; his eyes rolled white and saliva continuously dripped from his mouth.

Seeing this, the black-clothed man turned his face, without a hint of hesitation, and headed back the way he came.

Before he had taken a few steps, Shen Qing had already arrived before him, his voice carrying a hint of a smile.

"I've waited half a day, thinking there would be other big fish, but it's just you two—how boring."

"But your teammate is not bad."

"The sword that even Golden Core realm cultivators dare not touch—he said he'd just touch it."

"Has he always been this bold?"