Chapter 106: Arrival at Dijing, Another Reunion with an Old Friend

Jiang Qin's figure vanished from where he stood, reappearing a hundred meters away, and he looked down at the pierced hole in his chest.

His recovery had slowed.

That white-robed man seemed to possess a certain power that could suppress his regenerative ability.

Even 【Mystic Snake Life Return】 was being held back—if an ordinary Divine Image Realm Realm or even Earth Martial Realm Martial Artist encountered such an opponent, how passive would they be? Once the opponent seized a chance to close in or landed a wound, the fight would be as good as over.

Still, Jiang Qin had also noticed a few traits about the other party.

He touched his chest, which had already healed, and suddenly spoke:

"He probably can't use Domain or Dharma Image, right? Or rather, he can't even use Spirit Power."

Otherwise, he would have already lost during their clash just now.

The other party had no reason to show him mercy.

He also didn't think this Holy Church leader would go easy on him just because he had once inadvertently helped her.

Xu Yanran clapped her hands lightly: "Commander Jiang is clever—A Da and A Er indeed cannot use Spirit Power. I didn't expect you to notice after just one exchange. However… this world is full of wondrous things; you don't yet understand this false world, let alone the real one."

"If you don't leave, those undying old fossils in the Church won't show any mercy."

"Or perhaps… you've taken a fancy to me, and want to find a nice spot for this little lady and you to have a good time? If it's a man among men like Commander Jiang, I wouldn't be entirely opposed."

As she spoke, she lightly lifted her skirt, revealing her snow-white, slender thighs.

That look in her eyes seemed to genuinely suggest she wanted to have a torrid entanglement with Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin gave her a long, deep look, then turned and left the Holy City.

Apart from gaining a rough idea of the Holy Church's strength, he could be certain that the current Holy Church was fundamentally different from the old Gods Church.

One possessed its own will.

One would stop at nothing to accomplish the goals the deities had assigned.

And more often than not, the former was the more dangerous one.

After Jiang Qin left, the smile on Xu Yanran's face also faded, returning to calm. She cast a glance at the ruins of a house in the distance.

A Er behind her slowly looked toward the ruins as well.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Ling and the other two immediately activated their secret arts, fleeing into the distance at their fastest speed—they had no intention of fighting at all, unless they wanted to seek death.

…

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

Outside the gates of Dijing.

Unlike other base cities, as the core of Huaguo, Dijing's towering walls were all made of metal and equipped with the most advanced weapons—Fierce Beasts below the Divine Image Realm Realm couldn't even get close, let alone launch an attack.

At that moment, outside the city gates, a tall, upright old man and a lithe, graceful young woman were gazing into the distance.

They were waiting for something.

Waiting alongside them was an old acquaintance of Jiang Qin's.

Sensing something, Steward Jiang looked in a certain direction.

"He's here."

A presence was rapidly approaching, arriving outside Dijing in almost the blink of an eye.

The young man's expression was unusually calm; with each step he took, his figure advanced several hundred meters.

The soldiers on the city wall saw this and instinctively reached for their weapons.

Cao Hai waved his hand and said, "Relax, he's one of us—our Commander has arrived."

The Commander?

The soldiers were all stunned. They had long heard of this Commander's reputation, but never expected him to be so young.

The Commander was a position established above the Bureau Chief of the Spirit Suppression Bureau Headquarters.

The two had no clear hierarchy between them.

If one had to put it bluntly, one was a military general, the other a civil official.

The two complemented and restrained each other—this was also Yue Beishan's arrangement.

"Young Master."

"Brother!"

As the young man drew near, Steward Jiang bowed slightly, a smile on his face.

Jiang Hanhan beside him was also beaming with joy.

When the catastrophe broke out, her parents had led a group of high-ranking members to the Frontier and hadn't returned in two years. In the vast Jiang Family estate, she had only Steward Jiang to rely on.

Now, there was one more.

Steward Jiang noticed Jiang Qin's clothes were still stained with blood, and cast him a questioning look.

A faint smile appeared on Jiang Qin's face: "I died once two years ago, and my Space Ring was destroyed too. On the way here I got lost, went to the Holy City to have a fight with someone, and got a hole punched through my chest—just a minor wound."

With his Space Ring destroyed, his spare clothes, resources, and everything else were naturally all gone.

But there was no need to feel bad about it—there wasn't anything particularly precious anyway, and the cultivation resources he had before were of no use to him now.

The group exchanged glances. Listen to this—does that even sound like something a person would say?

A hole punched through your chest, and you call that a minor wound?

And getting lost and going to the Holy City to pick a fight.

The reason the Holy City still existed was that the Headquarters didn't have enough combat power to deal with the Holy Church. And this guy here had actually charged into the Holy City single-handed, and then walked into Dijing as if nothing had happened.

Just like the rumors said—a complete freak!

Jiang Qin then turned his gaze to Cao Hai beside him.

"I didn't expect you to be in Dijing too. Looks like you've risen to a high position—quite a surprise to me."

"Heh, my being in Dijing has everything to do with you." Cao Hai said with a wry smile.

He quickly recounted the whole story.

After the disaster struck, Hanyue City's terrain was unusual, and the weather was harsh, so the number of Fierce Beasts wasn't large. With Cao Hai's ability, leading the Martial Artists of Hanyue City to protect the city wasn't difficult, but he had received a last-minute appointment from Yue Beishan.

Given Yue Beishan's condition at the Time, he was in no position to test which subordinate was more reliable.

So he chose the simplest approach.

Since it could be confirmed that Jiang Qin wasn't dead, standing in Jiang Qin's shoes, what kind of person would suit him best?

Therefore, Cao Hai—the only one who had partnered with Jiang Qin and also had rich qualifications—was selected.

Yue Beishan trusted Jiang Qin, and he also trusted Cao Hai.

If Cao Hai had a problem, that person would have died long ago; since he hadn't died, it meant there was no problem, and he could be used.

And so.

Cao Hai, who had originally been merely the Bureau Chief of the Hanyue City Spirit Suppression Bureau, leapt over the dragon's gate and in one bound became the Bureau Chief of the Spirit Suppression Bureau Headquarters.

Cao Hai glanced at the Time and said with a smile:

"Let's discuss official business later. You've come all the way to Dijing, you should get some rest. I only heard you were coming and made a special trip to say hello. I still have a lot to attend to, so I won't disturb you any longer."

After a few brief words, he tactfully took his people and turned to leave.

The intelligence he had obtained showed that although Jiang Qin was a member of the Jiang Family in Dijing, he had never been to Dijing. If the Zhenling Headquarters hadn't relocated to Dijing, there was no telling when he would have come to Dijing.

At this Time, if he lingered any longer, it would be tactless.

Steward Jiang gazed at the departing figure and sighed in admiration: "This Bureau Chief Cao is truly very capable. In a sense, Dijing is more treacherous than other places, yet he can balance multiple factions through the art of checks and balances. It's a pity… his only flaw is that he's a bit weak—only at the Spirit Sea Realm."

There was no malice in those words.

Before the great Martial Artist families of Dijing, a Spirit Sea Realm cultivator only qualified to guard the gate.

Yet Cao Hai had been able to stabilize the situation for two years with Spirit Sea Realm strength—his methods could truly be called profound.

"Enough of that, let's go, bro. I'll take you home first!"