Chapter 198: Breaking Through Three Realms, Seventh Layer of the Grand Master Realm

Only half of Wang Song's body remained as he was dragged and thrown before Shen Qing, Wang Zhu, missing half an arm, was forced to kneel on the ground, and Wang Mei, whose organs had been torn out, knelt there unable even to stand.

At this point, the three of them finally understood why these people feared Shen Qing so much.

Shen Qing spoke: "Who gave you the guts to lay hands on my people? Who gave you the guts to obstruct the Embroidered Uniform Guard in carrying out their duties? And who gave you the guts to call me a cat or dog?"

Bai Yun had been ordered by Shen Qing to go to Tianxing City to rally people, but halfway there he was attacked— isn't that obstructing official duties?

Wang Zhu forced a grim smile onto his face: "Lord Shen, this is all a misunderstanding—we truly didn't know Bai Yun was your man; had we known, we certainly wouldn't have dared to lay a hand on him."

"We are willing to make compensation..."

Shen Qing cut him off: "Stop, stop, stop—since you've already done the wrong thing, there's no need to say you're sorry."

"Compensation? When you're dead, your Wang family's treasury will be the compensation."

Having said that, Shen Qing waved his hand: "Come, give them some knife flourishes, let them bleed."

"Bai Yun was cut at least thirty times, losing nine hundred jin of blood—let these few also taste this."

As his words fell, Ma Qing raised his blade and dropped it—dozens of blade lights slashed into Wang Zhu's body, his wrists and ankles snapping with audible cracks, blood gushing uncontrollably.

Naturally, Wang Song and Wang Mei on the other side could not escape either.

Killing them would of course be easy—just a single exchange—but such a death would be too easy for them.

Zihe Wang, standing nearby, ground his teeth: Nine hundred jin of blood? Bai Yun is a white flood dragon, over fifty meters long, so of course he has nine hundred jin of blood to lose—these three Wangs couldn't bleed out nine hundred jin even if they tried.

It would be better if they were dead than alive.

Wang Zhu wailed without cease: "Lord Shen... spare my life..."

Shen Qing, displeased by the sound, glanced at Ma Qing.

Ma Qing immediately understood, and shoved his boot—worn for dozens of days without change—into Wang Zhu's mouth.

Wang Zhu's eyes rolled up at once.

Just then, footsteps sounded— the wives of the three brothers came running over.

One woman wore embroidered robes, clearly of highest status, walking in front, still holding a youth's hand.

"Husband! What is going on?"

At this, the dying Wang Song could no longer hold back, summoning his last strength to roar.

"Don't come over!"

Several people were still dazed, but the black hawk had already arrived behind them.

Shen Qing also rose to his feet.

Wang Song strained to turn his head, pleading: "Lord Shen... this matter is our fault, but my family is innocent..."

Shen Qing glanced at him: "Do you recognize the clothes on my body? You dare speak of innocence to the Embroidered Uniform Guard?"

"You Wang family don't even know how you rose to power—you don't know how many innocents you've killed?"

"And besides, this person's eyes cannot lie?"

Shen Qing turned his body, looking at the thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy—this boy was only thirteen or fourteen, yet his cultivation had already reached the Innate Realm, this being the Wang Teng he spoke of as having the talent of a great sage.

His eyes locked tightly onto Shen Qing, his gaze gloomy and vicious like a poisonous snake.

Shen Qing took a single step forward to stand before him, the terrifying aura pressing Wang Teng directly to his knees.

"Child, your talent is excellent, but I dislike your gaze."

"Therefore."

"Take one strike from me!"

Shen Qing swung his palm—Wang Teng vanished without a trace.

The woman beside him instantly went mad, baring her teeth and claws as she lunged at Shen Qing—of course, the only response was a single golden blade light.

It directly chopped everyone remaining in the Wang residence into mincemeat.

As the saying goes: cut the grass but leave the roots, and the spring wind will blow again.

Desperate tears streamed from Wang Song's eyes.

"Shen Qing, kill me."

Shen Qing stepped before him, his smile falling into Wang Song's eyes.

"It is precisely this gaze that I want to see in you."

"Want to die? Not so easy? Just like this."

"Slowly savor the descent of your death amidst despair and fear."

Wang Song gradually began to collapse, letting out anguished screams.

Half a day later, the news of the Wang family's destruction spread swiftly through Hai Rui City.

Zihe Wang gazed at the ground where Wang Song and the others lay, their blood already drained, and sighed.

He had still been thinking of their slight acquaintance, intending to give them three a proper burial.

But just then, a continuous string of firecrackers, fireworks, and cheers came from outside the Wang residence.

At this moment, the sound of the people coming to celebrate—these three Wang brothers had done evil for years, and their extermination brought joy to countless people.

Zihe Wang gave a light laugh, tossed the leather in his hand to one side, and gave up on collecting the corpses.

Forget it—let it be as it is.

Two days later, Tianxing City.

Shen Qing cleared out a space in the Detention Office, specifically for Bai Yun to recuperate from his wounds.

Bai Yun's injuries had now completely stabilized—he was merely weak and breathless.

"Master, I estimate I won't be able to move for the coming period."

Shen Qing rubbed the flood dragon's head: "Rest easy in your recovery—after all, we still have the black hawk."

"Alright, don't speak—just rest."

Shen Qing walked out of the courtyard, and the scholar was already waiting at the gate.

"Boss, the Inspector of the Six Gates, Ouyang Jian, just arrived."

"He brought the precious medicine you promised, and I've already placed it in your room."

"I counted them—there are eleven in total."

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow: "He's quite generous—did he come in person?"

"Where is he?"

The scholar smiled: "I told him the same thing—I asked him to come see you, Boss."

"But he said he hasn't really wanted to see you lately, saying last time you beat him so badly it left a shadow."

Damn, I didn't even get to touch the corner of Shen Qing's robe before getting knocked flat by a few punches—who wouldn't have a shadow after that?

As the two spoke, they had already arrived at Shen Qing's room.

Shen Qing opened the chest before him, glanced inside, and took out a precious fruit to hand to the scholar.

"Scholar, this Crimson Blood Fruit is great for replenishing blood—take it to Bai Yun."

Shen Qing has always been able to rely on his subordinates.

The scholar took the fruit: "Then, Boss, I'll head out first?"

"The usual rule?"

Shen Qing nodded: "The usual rule."

This rule naturally means that when Shen Qing is in seclusion, the scholar commands the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

The scholar closed the door.

Shen Qing then grabbed the precious medicine and started chewing on it.

He seized a crystal-clear, translucent ginseng root and shoved it into his mouth.

Shen Qing also recognized this medicine—it's the crystal ginseng cultivated by the Great Martial in the Northern Heaven Jade Mountain.

One bite—crisp and crunchy.

Cool and refreshing, like mint.

As for the medicinal effect? That goes without saying.

The Overbearing True Qi Technique circulated, his qi sea began to surge, and golden light flashed throughout the room.

Shen Qing hesitated not, grabbed the next precious medicine, and shoved it into his mouth.

These are really good stuff.

Boom!!!

A tremendous sound came, and his qi sea began to surge with heaven-shaking waves.

Boom boom boom!

Countless strands of spiritual energy began to boil, and Shen Qing's realm began to ascend.

Grand Master Realm, fifth level! Grand Master Realm, sixth level!

Time passed, second by second.

With a roar, Shen Qing's realm directly broke through to Grand Master Realm, seventh level.

【You have successfully broken through to Grand Master Realm, seventh level, established a connection with the heavenly Dao of this realm, and obtained the entry: Karmic Binding (Blue)】

Karmic Binding: Upon reaching Grand Master Realm, seventh level, you establish a connection with the heavenly Dao; you may not recklessly slaughter lower-realm beings, or the entry's quality will drop. When it falls to white, the Five Declines of Heaven and Man will be triggered.

Shen Qing narrowed his eyes: Restrictions? Ridiculous.

The next moment, the blue light screen popped up another line.

【Facing Karmic Binding, the system will offer the following three optimal solutions】

【A: Upgrade the Karmic Binding entry to red quality and permanently fix it, deceiving the heavenly Dao】

【B: Directly consume three entry upgrade chances to delete the entry】

【C: Consume ten entry upgrade chances to reverse the Karmic Binding entry, upgrade it to colorful, and thus plunder the heavenly Dao's karmic power in reverse】

Shen Qing raised his eyebrows: A red entry, a colorful entry—there's no need to choose, is there?

"I choose C!"