Chapter 386: Not a General Star of Great Xia, but a Divine General of Ten Thousand Generations

Xiaoyang City Martial Administration Department.

"Lu Xuanzhi raped and murdered my mother; I implore the Martial Administration superiors to punish him!"

A girl of about fourteen years old was kneeling in the main hall of the Martial Administration Department, screaming.

Her body trembled slightly, as if she were desperately suppressing the anger in her heart, yet she was unable to control herself; two lines of clear tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Inside the main hall, several Martial Administration officers watched, all of them feeling quite troubled.

"I beg the Martial Administration Department to redress the grievance for my mother!"

The girl named Ye Zhiqing wailed and knelt down deeply.

Some Martial Administration officers watched this scene, feeling it was extremely thorny.

This girl had come from a village a hundred miles away, and as soon as she arrived, she began denouncing Lu Xuanzhi for raping and murdering her mother.

Some officers were furious, yet they could only watch, not daring to intervene in this matter.

That Lu Xuanzhi was the top scholar of Lu Province and a direct descendant of the Lu clan; the person following beside him was the future Great Xia imperial son-in-law, Lu Ming'an.

"I beg the Martial Administration Department to redress the grievance for my mother!"

With a bang.

The girl named Ye Zhiqing, with tears streaming down her face, slammed her head hard against the bluestone floor, a patch of blood staining her forehead.

"I beg the Martial Administration Department to redress the grievance for my mother!"

…………

On a giant display screen, this scene was being broadcast in real-time.

Jiang Yuan watched quietly and sighed softly:

"Troublesome."

As a triple agent, Jiang Yuan grasped news from all over Xiaoyang, and naturally, he had surveillance planted in the Martial Administration Department.

Only by mastering all kinds of information could Jiang Yuan thrive in the deep-pool-like Xiaoyang City.

Chen Yan came out of the cultivation room and caught sight of the content on the display screen at a glance.

"This Lu Province top scholar, Lu Xuanzhi, is not simple," Jiang Yuan laughed:

"People over in Lu Province all say he is cruel by nature and has even raped and murdered direct descendants of the Lu clan, yet he hasn't suffered any consequences.

I heard he has a great background."

Chen Yan nodded, preparing to set off; he was going to make a move against An Qing this afternoon.

"Are you sure you want to kill An Qing?" Jiang Yuan laughed; he had only been joking at first.

But judging by Chen Yan's preparations, Chen Yan really intended to slaughter An Qing.

Chen Yan did not speak, and even those cold, deep eyes were terrifyingly frightening.

Jiang Yuan pursed his lips and said:

"I still have to remind you, An Qing is the Chief of the Martial Suppression Department of a city and a Great Xia appointed official; to be precise, he is Zhang Ting's appointed official.

In these years, Great Xia's control over the various provinces has diminished quite a bit.

If you want to kill him, do it quietly; don't make a big scene."

Jiang Yuan reminded him.

Chen Yan nodded; Jiang Yuan had spoken very tactfully, but in reality, he had explained all the interest relationships clearly.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see the situation in Great Xia very clearly.

Qin Province maintained a vassal-sovereign relationship with Great Xia on the surface, but in reality, it had long since ceased to be what it once was.

Zhang Ting had the ambition to proclaim himself king.

The current Great Xia was like a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

It only lacked that spark, and those powerful figures in various places with ambitions to proclaim themselves kings would all emerge to carve up this massive cake that was the world.

However, what the others did not know was:

The current Qin Province Chief, Zhang Ting, had entered a brand-new Martial Dao; although the opponent's strength was formidable, Chen Yan could not see the things the opponent had done too clearly at the end of the Martial Dao.

But this matter also left a sliver of security for Chen Yan's future.

"Congratulations to you, future First-Rank General Star," Jiang Yuan looked at Chen Yan:

"The Xia clan's deep affection for you is the greatest I have ever seen in my life."

He shook his head with a sigh; it would be a lie to say he wasn't envious of Chen Yan.

Chen Yan stood at the doorway, his posture as upright as a bamboo, looking like an immortal detached from the world.

He suddenly looked at Jiang Yuan:

"You are wrong, Jiang Yuan."

"Hmm?" Jiang Yuan's eyebrows lifted slightly.

Chen Yan's gaze was as deep as a cold pool:

"What I want to be is not a General Star of Great Xia, but a Divine General of ten thousand generations."

Chen Yan's voice was calm, but his tone seemed to contain a surging, irresistible power.

First-Rank General Star was the mortal name Xia Qi had given him.

But this was, after all, something Xia Qi had given to Chen Yan.

What Chen Yan wanted to do far surpassed this so-called First-Rank General Star.

Chen Yan thought of Lu Xunyang; that person was his true soulmate.

Even Jiang Yuan could not understand what Chen Yan truly wanted.

Jiang Yuan was somewhat stunned; he chewed on Chen Yan's words, unable to speak for a moment.

Chen Yan's words made him, and those so-called Second-Rank General Stars of the Extreme Dao Martial, all look like jokes.

This makes the so-called contention for the First-Rank General Star meaningless.

If Chen Yan truly thinks this way, then the other Second-Rank General Stars are too pitiful and uninteresting.

"Interesting!" Jiang Yuan's voice lowered:

"I also want to see how exactly you intend to become a Divine General of Ten Thousand Generations!"

Chen Yan nodded; he and Jiang Yuan both knew it clearly.

A sense of confrontation had already arisen between the two.

This was not a contest of combat power, nor a contest of power and background.

It was a contest of philosophy, of life, and of the future.

Chen Yan opened the room door, and before stepping out, his gaze swept toward that massive screen.

Upon it.

Inside the Martial Affairs Department main hall.

A girl named Ye Zhiqing was still weeping bitterly, filled with grief and despair.

In the vast Martial Affairs Department, there was not a single person who could seek justice for her.

She was helpless to the extreme; that Lu Xuanzhi had blasted her desperate mother into a pool of blood right before her eyes.

In the vast world, there was not even a place for her to stay.

Overcome with grief and indignation, Ye Zhiqing shed tears.

At this moment, a middle-aged Martial Officer walked toward Ye Zhiqing, speaking with bloodshot eyes:

"Go, I will help you!"

The middle-aged Martial Officer's eyes brewed with anger as he growled:

"Follow me."

Ye Zhiqing nodded blankly, more tears welling in her eyes; she could not even care about the blood on her forehead, following this middle-aged Martial Officer toward the back of the Martial Affairs Department.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yan stepped directly out of the room.

Chen Yan was still worried that the Seventh-Rank powerhouse of the Aristocratic Family Alliance might still be hunting him.

He concealed his aura the entire way, only turning into a streak of light to enter Xiaoyang when he neared it.

The vast land of Xiaoyang City.

The aura within the four Great Lightning-Strike Treasured Lands was becoming increasingly terrifying.

Four azure lightning pillars shone with brilliant light, carrying the power to rend heaven and earth, rising from the ground like pillars supporting the sky.

A woman wearing the Second-Rank General Star uniform was originally sitting cross-legged in a hidden space in the void, guarding a Lightning-Strike Treasured Land.

It was at this moment that the Second-Rank General Star named Mu Zigui suddenly opened her eyes, looking at a figure flying into Xiaoyang at extreme speed below.

"Chen Yan?"

Mu Zigui exclaimed in surprise, thinking of something.

She stood up immediately, her body turning into a phantom as she pursued in Chen Yan's direction.

Inside Xiaoyang City, Chen Yan sensed something; he stopped flying, stood by a lakeside, and cast a sidelong glance toward the high sky.

"You actually sensed me?"

A surprised woman's voice rang out, and Mu Zigui stepped out of the hidden space.

She stood quietly, dressed in a pitch-black General Star uniform, possessing a rather cold and dashing air.

This was the first time Mu Zigui had seen Chen Yan.

Just by looking into Chen Yan's eyes, she even developed the illusion that she was seeing Chen Changyuan.

But she quickly reacted.

Chen Changyuan's eyes were indifferent, but Chen Yan's were not.

What kind of look was this? It seemed to see right through her.

Mu Zigui did not like this gaze; it was very uncomfortable.

Thinking this, Mu Zigui spoke:

"I heard you are returning to the Chen Clan?"

"Just state your business directly." Chen Yan said with a faint smile; he could perceive a trace of Mu Zigui's emotions.

Mu Zigui's red lips parted:

"It seems you are not returning to the Chen Clan. I... hope you can defect to the Second-Rank General Star Xi Congyun and help him seize the First-Rank General Star."

Mu Zigui smiled; the degree of worship the Xiaoyang impoverished faction held for Chen Yan was simply shocking.

Today's events already made that point very clear.

If Chen Yan, the leader of the impoverished faction, could defect to Xi Congyun.

Then the possibility of Xi Congyun contending for the First-Rank General Star would greatly increase.

Thinking of this, Mu Zigui smiled coaxingly:

"Xi Congyun and I will not treat you poorly. You are not trusted by the Xia Clan; I will have the forces behind me speak for you.

Moreover, that Lu Xuanzhi of Luzhou wants to challenge you.

It is useless for you to hide for so long; you will have to face him eventually. Xi Congyun will lower his cultivation realm to fight him and take action on your behalf."

Chen Yan's expression was calm:

"I refuse."

Having said that, Chen Yan turned into a streak of light and flew away directly.

Mu Zigui was stunned; this person was so decisive.

Immediately after, dissatisfaction appeared on her face:

"Could it be that you, a Third-Rank General Star, also covet the position of a First-Rank General Star?"

She furrowed her brows, then immediately shook her head:

"Wishful thinking."

The fact that the Xia Clan only rewarded Chen Yan, this top scholar, with a Morning Star-level pair of gloves actually spoke volumes.

The Xia Clan did not trust Chen Yan.

Moreover, Chen Yan's strength was still too weak.

Chen Yan was indeed stunning, but cultivation realm was always the most important standard for measuring a martial artist's strength.

The other party could rely on the Time Seed to rapidly increase their strength in the college entrance examination secret realm, but once in the outside world, that opportunity would be gone.

A look of dissatisfaction appeared in Mu Zigui's eyes.

Even so, Chen Yan was still deeply loved by the impoverished faction, blocking Xi Congyun's path.

Chen Yan could not be bothered to converse with Mu Zigui and the others.

The First-Rank General Star that others wanted was not the same as what Chen Yan wanted.

Flying continuously, Chen Yan arrived at an uninhabited place, put on a garment with a thick, large hood, and then put on a mask.

He was going to keep an appointment to kill An Qing with his own hands.

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"Uncle Martial Officer, where... where are you taking me?"

In the south of Xiaoyang City, there was a forest of red maple trees.

When autumn arrived, the sunlight filtered through the gaps in the branches and leaves, mottled and variegated, as brilliant as shattered red.

The middle-aged Martial Officer drove the car, bringing Ye Zhiqing, who was seeking justice for her mother, to this place.

He stopped the car.

"I am not a Martial Officer; at best, I am just an Assistant Martial Officer, my strength is not enough."

The middle-aged Martial Officer gave a bitter smile and got out of the car.

"Your name is Ye Zhiqing?"

He looked at the girl who still had blood on her forehead.

"Yes!" The girl nodded, her eyes brimming with tears:

"My mother..."

"Xiao Qing." The middle-aged Martial Officer sighed:

"You shouldn't have come to the Martial Officer Department."

Ye Zhiqing was startled and hurriedly cried:

"But my mother..."

"Stop, listen to me." The middle-aged Martial Officer sighed:

"Xiao Qing, you are still young, you don't understand; in this world, there are naturally some people who are more noble than us.

Especially in this era, this is even more true. Your mother was humiliated and died, and you are in great pain.

But look, you came to report the case, does anyone dare to care?"

The middle-aged Martial Officer shook his head, took out a gun, and aimed the muzzle at Ye Zhiqing's forehead:

"You can't blame me; I was also forced to take on this mess."

The girl named Ye Zhiqing turned pale, closed her eyes with difficulty, and lost all hope.

The middle-aged Martial Officer comforted her:

"Don't worry, you will see your mother."

*Click. *

He pressed the trigger, his brows furrowed.

A misfire?

*Puff. *

A short blade stabbed into the middle-aged Martial Officer's abdomen; the middle-aged Martial Officer let out a loud cry and instantly met a pair of desperate eyes.

"Why, why!"

Ye Zhiqing wailed, stabbing repeatedly.

"Who can save me!"

Her face was covered in tears and snot, and blood stained her clothes and face.

The slowly dying middle-aged Martial Officer never dreamed that he would die like this.

Although he was not yet a martial artist, he had already developed Qi and blood in his body; he did not expect that such power could erupt from within this girl.

"Mom...!"

The girl's wailing echoed through the red forest, the fresh blood on her body even more vivid than the maple leaves.

She was lost and helpless.

In all of Xiaoyang, people were focused on that Chen Yan, those Second-Rank General Stars, and the soon-to-emerge Lightning Strike Treasure Land.

No one cared about the life or death of a pauper.

Today, this noisy Xiaoyang felt so cold to her.

She looked around blankly, having lost the desire to live.

But, if she died, who would be able to seek justice for her mother?

Using the car key to open the trunk, she discovered a case of gasoline canisters.

Once a thought took root in her heart, it could no longer be dispelled.

Self-immolation.

To use the final moments of life to scream.

To let the world see clearly that beast who kills without blinking.

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"Beast!"

A sharp, feminine shriek rang out inside the villa's bedroom, accompanied by constant struggling and wailing.

Accompanying it was a man's arrogant, ferocious laughter.

Bang!

The bedroom door was kicked open by someone.

"Who!?" Lu Xuanzhi, bare-chested, pinned the still-screaming woman down with one hand and glared at the bedroom doorway.

Lu Ming'an, the future Imperial Son-in-law of Great Xia wearing golden battle armor, frowned as he looked at this scene:

"You've only been in Xiaoyang for a few days, and you've already caused four or five incidents; every time you fail to clean up, forcing others to wipe your ass."

Killing intent radiated from Lu Xuanzhi's entire body as he stroked the terrified face of the woman beside him with one hand.

Boom!

The still-terrified woman instantly exploded into a mist of blood.

Lu Xuanzhi greedily inhaled the blood mist and let out a ferocious laugh:

"A bunch of lowly things; it is their honor for me to play with them."

He stepped off the bed, walked straight up to Lu Ming'an, and laughed ferociously:

"Do you have an opinion?"

Lu Ming'an frowned:

"I had you come to Xiaoyang to give you a chance to devour the bloodline of the Immortal Body, not for you to ruin the reputation of the Lu Clan."

"But that Chen Yan is hiding and won't come out, what can I do?" Lu Xuanzhi shouted coldly:

"He is afraid, he doesn't dare to come out, so what if I play around a bit?"

"Someone just contacted me, saying he has appeared and has already entered Xiaoyang City," Lu Ming'an said.

"Hmm?" Lu Xuanzhi was stunned, then smiled:

"Can I kill him?"

Lu Ming'an's expression darkened:

"Although Great Xia has already abandoned him, he still has to return to the Chen Clan."

Lu Xuanzhi, however, spoke indifferently:

"Can I kill him?"

He licked his lips:

"Only by completely devouring the flesh and blood of the Immortal Body can I obtain the greatest improvement."

A look of covetousness appeared in his eyes.

Lu Ming'an was silent.

This was a secret of the Lu Clan; Lu Xuanzhi was a cyborg and held a very high status within the Lu Clan.

If the Immortal Body were not so tempting, Lu Xuanzhi would never have entered Great Xia.

Up until now, the Immortal Body had only appeared once.

That was Lu Xunyang.

But the battle record was too magnificent.

It practically granted a martial artist several lives.

More importantly, there were elders within the Lu Clan who also coveted this immensely.

They speculated that immortality might be linked to eternal life.

After all, an immortal physical body can indeed bring about the rebirth of the physical body.

They dared not move against, and could not move against, Lu Xunyang, but Chen Yan was a different matter.