Chapter 31: I, Zhang Shan, Will Definitely Help Out the Scene

You're looking for treasure, keep your voice down, don't let the Embroidered Uniform Guard be drawn over.

Peng Chun focused all his mind on searching for treasure, and replied to Shen Qing in a dazed manner.

His nose twitched slightly: "Strange, how did it end up behind me again?"

Suddenly, Peng Chun froze, "Behind me? Who just spoke behind me?" Peng Chun was so scared he leaked two drops of urine.

A glance from the corner of his eye revealed a corner of silver robes; he confirmed it was a flying fish robe without doubt. Peng Chun's heart was torn, how could he feel no aura at all?

Wasn't he supposed to be a provisional hundred-households officer? The limit should be just reaching the Innate Realm. How is his aura control so good?

When did he enter the room? Why did I and Liu Siyu, two Innate Realm veterans, not notice anything at all?

Suddenly, Peng Chun's pupils widened, and a more frightening thought arose in his mind.

Could it be that Shen Qing has been standing in the room all along, and we just haven't noticed?

By the way, where is Liu Siyu? There's quite a commotion over here. Is Liu Siyu an Erduo Long? Hey, give some reaction.

Peng Chun carefully turned his head, trying to catch a glimpse of Liu Siyu's figure, but found nothing.

At that moment, a hand reached out from behind, seemingly holding something.

Are you looking for him?

Peng Chun also saw clearly what Shen Qing handed over: it was Liu Siyu's head, and Liu Siyu's face showed a very peaceful expression, indicating that when his head was cut off, Liu Siyu had not reacted at all.

Shen Qing let go, and Peng Chun didn't dare to reach out to catch it, allowing Liu Siyu's head to roll on the ground several times, making a gurgling sound.

Sweat poured down his body like a waterfall; although Liu Siyu said he was the deputy gang leader, in terms of strength he was not much worse than him.

Shen Qing could silently remove Liu Siyu's head; if he wanted to take Peng Chun's head, it wouldn't be a big problem either.

Peng Chun slowly turned around, revealing a smile uglier than crying.

Sir, I... I accidentally stumbled into this place... Do you believe me?

In the darkness, Shen Qing's facial expression couldn't be seen, but his voice remained calm.

You're Peng Chun, right? Have you also seen the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill?

Peng Chun's pupils instantly widened; a thought suddenly sprang to mind: Shen Qing also knows the value of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill! Oh no, I need to run quickly.

But in the next instant, he felt his vision spin wildly, as if he were flying up; suddenly he saw a headless corpse standing in the corner of the room—it was Liu Siyu's. As his gaze turned, another headless corpse appeared, blood still spurting continuously—it was his own.

With a thud, the head hit the ground, rolling gurglingly a few times before slowly coming to rest in front of Liu Siyu's head.

A breeze blew past, the dark clouds dispersed, and the cold moonlight shone through the window lattice onto Shen Qing's stern face.

It seems he indeed knows the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

Originally I still wanted to use the pretext of the madman swordsman Wang Xiu to arrest Peng Chun and bring him to justice, but now it saves a lot of trouble.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is no small matter; the fewer people who know about it, the better. The principle that 'an innocent man incurs guilt by carrying a jade' is something every transmigrator must always keep in mind.

This world is vast and boundless; there will always be those who dare not fear the Shen clan, and there will always be those willing to take risks for the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

Leaving future troubles for oneself? Shen Qing would absolutely not allow that.

【Congratulations on successfully plundering the trait: Slight Poison Resistance (Green)】

At this moment, someone lightly knocked on the door—it was Fang Ming.

Sir, have you slept?

Come in.

Fang Ming pushed open the door, his face full of joy.

Sir, good news—Sun Yun has confessed all the hiding places of the stolen goods; the gold and silver etc. have been spent by him, but many secret manuals etc. remain, to be recovered...

Fang Ming's voice gradually grew fainter, because he smelled a strong stench of blood; following the smell, he saw a headless corpse.

Sir, what... is going on?

Sir, are you alright?

Shen Qing's voice was calm as he pointed to the two heads on the ground.

Two bandits who dared intrude into the Embroidered Uniform Guard's important territory.

Fang Ming's throat rolled; he clearly felt true qi continuously dissipating from the corpses—this was clearly two Innate Realm cultivators.

Suddenly, Fang Ming's eyes widened, his pitch rising a few degrees.

This is the Overcast Cloud Sword Liu Siyu?! And also the Gold Powder Scatterer Peng Chun!!!!

How did they end up here? Are they members of the Black Water Gang? Could it be to avenge the madman swordsman? Or for the treasure?

Suddenly he realized something: these two people are both Innate Realm veterans—one at the second level, one at the third—and he abruptly looked up at Shen Qing.

Sir, are you alright...

He glanced a few times; Shen Qing's body indeed had quite a bit of bloodstains, yet why did he have a strange feeling?

No matter how he looked, that blood wasn't Shen Qing's own.

In other words, Shen Qing effortlessly took the heads of two Innate Realm cultivators in this small room, without making a sound or sustaining any injury.

Isn't that too exaggerated?

Shen Qing glanced at the deep darkness outside the door and gave a cold smile.

These years, has the Ning Prefecture Jianghu become too peaceful, even daring to storm a hundred-households office?

Fang Ming, release all the Silver Crows; before dawn I don't want to see a single carrier pigeon fly out of Luo River City!

The Silver Crow is a variant of crow bred by the Imperial Rare Beast Palace, characterized by black feathers mixed with silver feathers.

Specially equipped for the Embroidered Uniform Guard, extremely ferocious, with tremendous speed; ordinary Acquired Realm martial artists struggle to catch up, often used to chase down carrier pigeons and similar birds.

Fang Ming knelt on one knee.

Yes!

Not long after, the sky rose a red firework, followed immediately by dozens of silver streaks piercing the night sky.

Yellow Sand Gang's base.

Chief Jin Ji slapped the table, making a crackling sound, and his angry shout carried out to the street.

"Damn, we didn't get the treasures, and we lost three inner disciples."

"「Chief, what should we do? 」"

Jin Ji's face flushed slightly, but he soon let out a sigh, his face full of resentment.

"「What else can we do? Ransom them. 」"

"「Notify all branches to hold a meeting, and let several branch chiefs discuss what price we can bear. 」"

Several disciples exchanged a glance, immediately grabbed their pens and wrote five secret letters, tying them to the legs of five carrier pigeons and releasing them into the night sky.

Just as the carrier pigeons hadn't flown far, they let out miserable cries; several disciples hurried back to the window, but saw only two silver flashes streaking by, after which the five carrier pigeons seemed to be sliced by some blade, scattering white feathers everywhere.

A blue-clad disciple instantly flew into a rage, casually drawing the long bow at his side: "Damn? What the hell? Dare to mess with our carrier pigeons—I'll shoot you dead, young master!"

Just as he drew the bow to full, an old hand pressed down the arrowhead—it was Jin Ji.

The blue-clad disciple was somewhat puzzled: "Chief, if we don't shoot down these birds, we can't send out our carrier pigeons."

Jin Ji narrowed his eyes: "If you also want to eat prison food, feel free to try."

"This bird isn't an ordinary bird; it's the silver crow unique to the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Once you see it, it means this area has been sealed off by the Embroidered Uniform Guard."

"From now on, when you go out and see a silver crow, keep your distance—under no circumstances should you provoke it."

Several disciples showed a look of sudden realization, then strained their necks out the window to get a clear look at the silver crow's appearance.

Jin Ji looked puzzled: "Although we've been chasing that rogue cultivator in the city, we've been restrained all along—we haven't harmed anyone, and we've compensated for any damaged property."

"How strange, how strange."

Suddenly, Jin Ji thought of something, and his expression turned a little odd.

"It couldn't be that bunch of idiots from the Black Water Gang again, could it?"

South City, the Centurion Office.

Centurion Zhang Shan was studying the documents when he suddenly felt something, turned his head toward the window, and summoned his subordinate chief sergeant.

He spotted the silver crow flying at extreme speed through the night at a glance.

"What's going on with that silver crow? Where did the incident happen? Why haven't I heard anything about it?"

The chief sergeant was equally puzzled: "Sir, I don't know either—I haven't received any word."

According to the report from the colonel stationed on the streets, that silver crow seemed to have been released from the West City Centurion Office.

Zhang Shan lit his pipe and took a deep breath.

"West City? Lately a sect has been pursuing a rogue cultivator; I haven't heard of any other cases."

"Could it be that the centurions over there are also scheming for that treasure?"

"But I recall that place just got a new probationary centurion—how could a fresh‑faced probationary centurion dare to face so many Innate Realm cultivators and grab the treasure?"

"This probationary centurion is interesting."

The chief sergeant seemed to recall something.

"Oh, right, sir—just half an hour ago, the silver crows from the North City Centurion Office all took flight."

"And the newly appointed centurion of West City is…"

Zhang Shan raised his eyebrows.

"Interesting! Things are getting more and more interesting."

"Never mind who he is."

"Someone, pass on my orders!"

"All the silver crows have taken flight—Chief Sergeant Sun, take your men and block the South City gate, strictly inspecting everyone entering and leaving."

"No matter who's dealing with the sect, I, Zhang Shan, will definitely lend a hand!"