Chapter 88

The next day at dawn, the sky was still dark.

East City Gate.

Strictly speaking, after the Harvest Festival, Yong Ning Jun counts as winter, so at this hour the common folk haven't risen yet.

But at this time, East City Gate was already crowded.

They were all people seeing Shen Qing off, most of them from the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Of course there were others too, such as people from the Red Cloud Sect, the Shennong Academy, and Ding Yi and his companions.

At the very front of the crowd were Shen Qing and Lu Tong.

Lu Tong took a delicate wooden box from his back: 'Shen Qing, your transfer order is urgent, but at least you made it in time.'

'Strictly speaking, I, Lu Tong, owe you two lives.'

'Although I used my merits on your behalf, I feel it's far from enough.'

'The sword and bow you use.'

'Since Qin Chuan gave you the Falling Thunder Nine Blades, I'll give you something related to your bow.'

Saying this, Lu Tong opened the box; a faint green light flashed, and Shen Qing saw what was inside.

They were nine azure arrows, extremely sharp.

Lu Tong continued: 'This was made for me by the craftsmen of Qingzhou Tiangong Workshop.'

'They are called Chasing Wind Arrows, nine in total; each arrowhead is forged from Qing Shui Steel, the shaft is made from the heartwood of a hundred-year-old Qing Lin Wood, and each arrow can pierce the defense of a Grand Master.'

'When the time comes, if you see someone in Qingzhou you dislike, take this and shoot them, shoot them dead.'

Shen Qing gave a hehe smile, took the box: 'Nice stuff, you went to trouble.'

This Qing Shui Steel and Qing Lin Wood aren't ordinary things, and having the Tiangong Workshop craft them makes each arrow cost no less than three hundred merits of the Embroidered Uniform Guard; nine arrows would be nearly three thousand.

'However you say it, you saved me twice; if I don't show gratitude, what will people say of me later? I, Lu Tong, also care about face.'

Shen Qing closed the box and handed it to the scholar: 'Then I won't stand on ceremony.'

'By the way, who is that over there? Do I know him? Why is he also here to see me off?'

Following Shen Qing's gaze, Lu Tong saw a man with a mustache wearing a black robe; though his position was the very front, ahead of the Shennong Academy's Minister of Agriculture and other officials.

Lu Tong chuckled: 'He's the Commandery Governor; these past two months he's been unusually quiet, I almost forgot him.'

'The Commandery Governor?'

Shen Qing then realized he had consecutively killed Luo Shui Cheng's Deputy Prefect and Assistant Magistrate, even replaced the city garrison troops—all subordinates of the Commandery Governor—yet this Commandery Governor hadn't even let out a fart.

The Commandery Governor noticed Shen Qing's gaze, sweat beaded on his forehead, he hastily put on a fawning smile and kept nodding.

Who said the Commandery Governor took no action?

Even when Shen Qing killed Deputy Prefect Zhang Zhu, he had already acted, using the scholars' favorite move: submitting an impeachment memorial.

He directly wrote several letters to the prefecture, saying roughly that Shen Qing was too violent and urging them to strip him of his post.

This trick never fails; even the Commandant Qin Chuan has suffered from it.

But this time it failed completely against Shen Qing; not only was it useless, the prefecture's people replied with three letters in a row, one scolding him, another scolding him, and the last also scolding him.

This made the prefecture's officials almost fly over to elbow his face.

He also instantly understood that Shen Qing was not someone he could provoke.

Strictly speaking, this Commandery Governor was the first person in Luo Shui Cheng to know how terrifying Shen Qing's background is.

So from then on, the Commandery Governor stayed holed up in his residence all day, never coming out.

Assistant Magistrate? Deputy Prefect? Really not acquainted!

Shen Qing, seeing that fawning face, also couldn't be bothered with him; having investigated so many people, it was as if he'd stripped Luo Shui Cheng bare from top to bottom.

Having found nothing to pin on the Commandery Governor, this suggests he might have a minor flaw, but likely hasn't committed any major crime.

Shen Qing waved his hand, looked at the rising sun in the east, then leapt onto the White Tiger.

'Alright, it's getting late; I'm leaving, you all head back early.'

Lu Tong nodded: 'Okay, the road ahead is long; I wish you smooth sailing.'

'Isn't there a saying that goes like this?'

'A great roc rides the wind one day, soaring straight up ninety thousand li!'

'Yong Ning Jun is too small for you! Jia Shui Jun is just right!'

'I hope the winds of Jia Shui Jun grow stronger, so you can charge straight into the clouds of Da Wu, shattering heaven and earth.'

'I'll wait for you in Luo Shui Cheng until your name echoes throughout Da Wu!'

Shen Qing's lips curled: 'That day won't be far off; when it comes, let's drink together!'

'Good!'

Shen Qing looked ahead: 'Depart!'

As his words fell, three hundred Embroidered Uniform Guard mounted up in unison, closely following the massive White Tiger ahead and Shen Qing, imposing on its back.

At the East City Gate, everyone wore different expressions.

Su Jiudie was tearful, while Jiaoyu beside her sighed.

Junior nephew, junior nephew.

No wonder people often say, don't meet someone too stunning in youth, or you'll regret it for life!

And others were also sad, after all Yong Ning Jun lost an astonishingly talented Commandant!

Well, but there's no time left to feel sad over Yongning Jun losing a heaven‑talented garrison commandant.

Now!

Coming toward Jia Shui Jun is, breaking through to the Innate realm in one month, breaking through to the Master realm in two months, with the Master realm's second level repeatedly overcoming the peak of the Master realm, the arbiter of heretical cultivators, the ender of blood cultivators, the bane of the White Dragon Sect, the sect's killing machine, Shen Qing, whom people call the world‑crossing Yama!!