Chapter 532

He gathered his thoughts and turned back to Qin Wang, bowing respectfully: "My lord! Not long ago, a demonic cultivator known as the Blood Demon emerged within the borders of Shanhai Prefecture, slaughtering countless noble houses and sects—even imperial court officials were not spared!"

"This led to deep-seated resentment among many factions, until one day they finally discovered the Blood Demon's trail and launched a joint siege."

"Yet even with over ten Moon Wheel cultivators and one Sun Wheel cultivator joining the assault, the campaign ended in defeat: not only did Master Mo perish, but every other cultivator present perished as well, all buried within the Mountain of Demon Purification......"

As the Xuan Shui Guard recounted in detail.

Only then did Qin Wang learn that such a horrific battle had taken place in Shanhai Prefecture not long ago!

Yet upon hearing this, he actually exhaled in relief.

At least the one who struck was the newly risen Blood Demon—not the mysterious "Cangwu Jiang Clan," suspected of housing multiple Ten Thousand Manifestations cultivators and capable of ranking among the very top families of the Great Qin Dynasty!

After all, facing this strange family that radiated nothing but oddity, he had intended to first seek goodwill, not immediately tear open hostilities and fight to the death!

If a deadly clash erupted, the State Master might suppress them—but if he failed, would it not invite catastrophic backlash? Perhaps even the Great Qin Dynasty would face dynastic collapse!

Then Qin Wang shook his head and ceased thinking about the Cangwu Jiang Clan.

He looked down at the kneeling Xuan Shui Guard, his eyes filled with thoughtful calculation.

The Blood Demon had slaughtered so many cultivators, including several Moon Wheel cultivators—and even the Sun Wheel Prefect had fallen to his hands.

Such strength indicated the opponent's cultivation base must be at least third-layer Sun Wheel, far from a newly ascended Sun Wheel!

Yet all Sun Wheel cultivators within Great Qin's borders were registered with the imperial court—so where had this Blood Demon come from?

Qin Wang felt a pounding headache, increasingly convinced that recent events were cursed—why did so many unregistered powerhouses keep emerging to defy the court?

"Ah........"

Qin Wang let out a soft sigh.

He lowered his arm and ordered the Xuan Shui Guard to reveal everything about the Blood Demon.

The Xuan Shui Guard dared not delay; after briefly organizing his words, he hurriedly recounted all he knew of the Blood Demon.

Gradually, Qin Wang learned from his words just how terrifyingly murderous the Blood Demon truly was!

He routinely exterminated entire sects and noble houses, acting without restraint—his mere name could silence crying infants!

Such monstrous deeds explained why he had become the public enemy of every faction in Shanhai Prefecture, driving them to unite and besiege him.

Then Qin Wang returned to his Wang Zuo.

He drew a deep breath and immediately ordered: investigate the Blood Demon's identity and whereabouts!

The imperial court's honor must not be tarnished!

Do all think themselves equal to the Cangwu Jiang Clan, believing they can defy the court with impunity?

Blood Demon? Let this Wang see just how much weight you carry!

On the other side.

In the capital, within a certain mansion.

A burly young man clad in battle armor, upon receiving the Xuan Shui Guard's message, fell into deep thought.

"Cangwu Jiang Clan? Interesting......"

Zhang Long's eyes shimmered with curiosity.

He had never imagined that in Tiandou Prefecture—a backwater place—a true dragon soaring to the heavens could emerge!

Suspected of housing several Ten Thousand Manifestations True Lords?

Upon recalling this vital intelligence,

Zhang Long's attitude toward the newly risen top-tier power, the Cangwu Jiang Clan, grew cautious—he dared not underestimate it in the slightest.

At the same time, drawing on his understanding of his own master, he quickly realized the true purpose behind his master's order to travel to Cangwu Mountain and issue the amnesty.

"Publicly offering amnesty to the Cangwu Jiang Clan, secretly probing its true strength—my master remains as cautious as ever."

Zhang Long smiled.

Then he glanced around, taking one final look.

Without further hesitation, he lightly tapped his toe and soared upward, transforming into a brilliant, dazzling blue streak that vanished into the horizon!

Not long after.

Tiandou Prefecture, Cangwu Mountain.

In these days, as Jiang Daoxuan had issued announcements through the Cangwu Token,

everyone on Cangwu Mountain now knew.

Formerly known as Gu Xingjian, the former guest elder, had been granted the family surname by the clan chief and was now officially named "Jiang Xingjian!"

And he had joined the Tianquan Line, becoming a Tianquan Elder!

Upon hearing this news, many clan members were first instinctively stunned!

After all, since the main branch and branch families had gathered on Cangwu Mountain and merged,

not a single outsider had ever been granted the family surname!

And even more so—this outsider was none other than the sole supreme idol in everyone's heart, the clan chief, a living god!