Chapter 203: Shaking People, Procuring Goods

Everyone in the room stared intently at Shen Qing, their faces grim.

Wenxing quickly realized that Shen Qing had just entered with Dilingxing.

Was it Zhou He of Dilingxing?

He turned his gaze, and Zhou He was slowly approaching Dixingsing, causing Wenxing's face to change drastically as he shouted.

"Zhou He has rebelled!"

"Dixingsing, be careful!"

Dixingsing reacted, but still a step too late; as the lowest-ranking member of the White Dragon Sect's Dixingsing, his speed and reaction could not match Zhou He's, especially now that Zhou He was already near him.

"Too late!"

Zhou He let out a low grunt, grabbed Dixingsing's shoulder with his left hand, and then revealed the short dagger hidden in his sleeve with his right.

A hiss sounded.

Zhou He's short dagger precisely pierced Dixingsing's neck, and since the dagger was specially made, in an instant, vital energy entered Dixingsing's body through the blade, destroying his meridians.

This left Dixingsing with no chance to resist at all.

Dixingsing's mouth continuously gushed blood, his eyes fixed tightly on Zhou He, yet he could do nothing.

Zhou He's voice sounded in Dixingsing's ear: "Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, dizziness is normal."

Weixing let out a low shout: "Zhou He! It really is you! Ajiao was killed by you!"

"I will kill you."

But before Weixing could lunge at Zhou He, Shen Qing, a black shadow had already arrived beside him, a pale, slender hand gripping his neck.

Weixing's pupils filled with shock.

So fast!

Shen Qing spoke calmly.

"You and Dixinixing are husband and wife? It's clear you're deeply in love."

"I most enjoy seeing beauty fulfilled; now I'll send you down to see her."

With a bang.

Weixing's throat was directly crushed, and a massive surge of true qi instantly destroyed all his meridians.

Weixing fell to the ground, clutching his throat in a daze, turned twice in place, then with a crack, collapsed directly onto the ground.

A stream of karmic force entered Shen Qing's body—likely because Weixing was stronger than Dixinixing, so the plundered karmic force was greater.

Wenxing watched from the side as the situation changed in the blink of an eye, his face already altered.

He realized that Shen Qing's strength, compared to the intelligence reports, had already surpassed them.

He felt somewhat confused.

Shouldn't normal cultivation mean that the higher the realm, the slower the breakthrough? Why isn't Shen Qing slowing down?

One should have conscience in being human!

How are we supposed to play in the White Dragon Sect like this?

He sighed, then simply dispersed his own vital energy—since he couldn't win anyway, he might as well die with dignity.

Shen Qing approached him unhurriedly: "You don't plan to resist at all?"

Wenxing turned, picked up a wine jug, and filled two bowls: "Forget it, I know my limits—I could never be a match for Lord Shen."

"Better to die with some dignity than like a wild dog in Lord Shen's hands."

"I know more than they do; Lord Shen, if you have any questions, just ask—I'll answer everything, only asking for a dignified end."

Saying this, Wenxing pushed the wine jug toward Shen Qing: "Come, Lord Shen, try the White Dragon Sect's wine."

"Though I'm a bit embarrassed—this place was hastily changed, so the wine isn't very good."

Shen Qing pulled out a stool, sat down, lifted the cup, and took a sip.

"I really do have something I want to ask."

"Last time, that Diyingxing who tripped over a stone and luckily survived under my subordinates—why didn't he come this time?"

Shen Qing still had some impression of this Diyingxing, who considered tripping over a stone an ill omen.

Wenxing laughed: "Lord Shen, by rights, he should have participated in this plan."

"But guess what—just as he stepped out the front door, his old yellow dog, raised for years, suddenly slammed into the beam and died, so he thought it was unlucky and didn't come this time."

Wenxing shook his head, his face filled with regret, lamenting the unpredictability of fate.

Shen Qing also curled the corner of his mouth slightly: "Never mind, perhaps his fate was not meant to end."

"Then let's talk about those whose fate should end—how much do you know about the Tianxingxing?"

Wenxing nodded: "There might actually be some news that would interest Lord Shen."

"I've always suspected that the Three Tigers Mountain Villa guarded by Tianxingxing is the Zaowu Si."

Upon hearing this, Zhou He also pricked up his ears.

This Zaowu Si is equivalent to the Dawu People's Tiangong Workshop, of utmost importance, and Tianxingxing's guardianship greatly increases the likelihood that the Three Tigers Mountain Villa is the Zaowu Si.

Shen Qing nodded: "Your information is indeed good—I'll leave you some dignity later."

"Thank you, Lord Shen."

Immediately after, the smile on Wenxing's face faded somewhat: "I still have a few things to say about Tianxingxing."

"This person is no good."

"Although everyone in the Dawu People shouts against the White Dragon Sect, one must still have a bottom line in one's actions."

Zhou He beside him clearly knew this, and grit his teeth.

Wenxing continued, his face now filled with disgust: "This Tianxingxing has no bottom line in being human."

"Even before he became Tianxingxing, he had been doing evil continuously—slaughtering civilians, abusing infants, and so on, I won't even mention those."

He even eats people, and he even forces the people around him to eat the human meat buns he makes.

I am ashamed to be in the same company as such a person.

Oh, by the way, Governor Shen, this Heavenly Killer Star has a secret—his left arm was actually broken before, so he's not very agile.

Governor Shen, when you kill him later, don't let him die too easily.

Shen Qing nodded and slowly stood up: "Alright, I understand."

Diwenxing took a deep breath, sensed something, slowly lifted his head, and exposed his neck.

"Come on."

Shen Qing pointed with one finger, and the domineering true qi directly shattered his heart, without shattering his corpse.

"Your answer pleases me; in your next life, don't join the White Dragon Sect again—I expect it won't even exist by then."

Shen Qing walked toward the outer hall, with Zhou He following behind.

After exiting the hall, there were still dozens of White Dragon Sect members gathered outside, having just dealt with three Earth Fiend Stars without causing much commotion.

So the people outside didn't know Shen Qing had already arrived; instead, because of this black mist, everyone had gathered outside this hall.

Shen Qing didn't even glance at them, threw a punch, and directly blasted them into flying ashes.

At the same time, a stream of karmic force surged in, though it wasn't nearly as much as what a few Earth Fiend Stars had given.

But it still served as a reminder to Shen Qing: even killing low-level martial warriors can allow one to plunder karmic force.

Thus, Shen Qing need not worry about insufficient karmic force anymore.

By then, he could simply fly to the Wokou's side and achieve a Great Harmony of Heaven and Earth!

Then everything would be there.

Zhou He came up behind Shen Qing: "Governor Shen, what should we do now?"

Shen Qing turned back: "I just forgot to ask—where is Sanhu Shan Zhuang? Do you know?"

Zhou He nodded: "I know."

"Then let's set out."

Zhou He froze for a moment: "Just the two of us? Won't we be short-handed?"

Shen Qing nodded: "You make a bit of sense—if that place is the White Dragon Sect's Workshop Bureau, then just the two of us moving things would indeed be difficult."

Zhou He froze for a moment, "Did I mean it that way when I said we're short-handed?"

Forget it—anyway, the result turned out correct.

Shen Qing waved his hand.

"Go back to Tianxing City once, rally the troops."

"Procure supplies."