Chapter 89: Blade Technique Perfection! Hunting Time!

For the next few days, Lu Zhangsheng stayed at home to cultivate his martial arts.

At night, he would go to the lava river to mine. After these days of non-stop digging, the acquisition speed of Fire Crystal Stones had slowed down somewhat.

He estimated that the resources here were barely enough to bring his remaining cultivation techniques to perfection.

Occasionally, Tong Yuhua would ask him to patrol outside the city together; his days were spent very simply.

However, the conflicts outside the city had escalated significantly, and the area near the official road had completely become a slaughterhouse for both factions.

As the Soul Envoy of the evil cult killed martial artists from the county city one after another, this group became notorious and deeply hated.

At the same time, after Chen Zhanpeng was defeated by the First Soul Envoy, Zhu Houyu seemed to have suddenly "awakened," rampaging outside the city, his reputation soaring.

Even Lu Zhangsheng, who often practiced martial arts at home, learned of this person's abnormality.

This left him quite puzzled.

What exactly was this person planning? The timing was just too coincidental.

…………

This day, at noon.

On the official road more than two hundred miles away from the county city.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A large crowd was fighting to the death in the middle of the official road; the sounds of shouting and weapons clashing were endless.

The entire battlefield was filled with rolling dust and was in a complete mess.

The two sides fighting were the county government and the group of heretic cultists from the Wenxiang Sect.

There were also quite a few Black Mountain Bandits who had joined in, together besieging the martial artists of the county city.

A group of government martial artists were struggling to hold on under the enemy's encirclement.

In the center of the battlefield, two figures were particularly conspicuous.

The two men's auras were extremely fierce, and the surrounding crowd stayed far away from them, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

One of the black-robed men was none other than Zuo Jiliang, the First Soul Envoy.

The person fighting him was the county city Patrol Envoy, Zhu Houyu.

The two were fighting fiercely on the official road, evenly matched.

"Your strength is nothing more than this; how dare you keep stalking This Seat? What exactly is your confidence?"

Zuo Jiliang said while swinging his blade to slash, mocking him, cold light flickering in his eyes.

When he was slaughtering the government martial artists, the other party suddenly jumped out from the caravan, clearly having been stalking him all along.

It seemed this person wanted to use him as a stepping stone.

He sneered repeatedly in his heart.

Zhu Houyu completely ignored the other's mockery and was attacking with all his might.

These days, he had been stalking Zuo Jiliang, and today he had finally achieved his wish.

As long as he could defeat or even suppress the other party, his reputation would surely soar, and with the points in his hand, the position of Deputy Hall Master would belong only to him.

But the result was somewhat unexpected.

Zuo Jiliang's strength was clearly a bit too powerful.

He was already close to the mid-stage of Blood Exchange, which shocked him greatly.

Could it be that the other party had been hiding it all along?

Even when defeating Chen Zhanpeng, he hadn't used his full strength?

This speculation made his heart turn cold.

Two deep-thinking people fighting here made the situation increasingly confusing.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

At this moment, Zuo Jiliang completely chewed up the Blood Demon Pill in his mouth, and a powerful essence rose from his abdomen.

The blade light in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and his aura increased by another notch.

He raised his blade and slashed fiercely forward, even the air produced bursts of sonic booms.

When he went out to hunt martial artists, he was always extremely cautious, and life-saving items like the Blood Demon Pill were essential.

He hadn't used it when fighting Chen Zhanpeng last time; he didn't expect Zhu Houyu's strength to be even stronger than Chen Zhanpeng's, already on par with his own.

This forced him to deal with it with all his might.

Zhu Houyu could only barely defend, completely falling into a disadvantage, his face full of horror.

The strength the other party erupted with had completely disrupted his own plans.

At this moment, a desire to retreat secretly arose in his heart.

"Slash."

Zuo Jiliang seized the opportunity, and the long blade in his hand slashed fiercely at Zhu Houyu's head.

Zhu Houyu didn't dare to be negligent and also slashed forward with his blade.

Blinding cold light flickered in the void.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The violent collision sound resounded through the clouds, and the surrounding air waves rolled, kicking up bursts of smoke and dust.

After one strike.

Zhu Houyu's face turned pale, and his entire body retreated rapidly.

With a kick of his legs, he disappeared from the battlefield after a few flashes.

"Kill all these martial artists."

Seeing this, Zuo Jiliang didn't pursue, and gave the order with a cold face.

The numerous heretic cultists around immediately rushed up.

"Ah..."

Soon, bursts of screams pierced the entire scene, extremely chilling.

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Three days later.

Changping County.

The news that Zhu Houyu had also lost to the First Soul Envoy spread like wildfire instantly.

A large number of martial artists outside the city heard about this, and Zhu Houyu was not seen giving any explanation, as if he had tacitly accepted it.

This left a group of martial artists astonished.

They didn't expect that both Patrol Envoys of the Demon-Suppressing Division had lost, and both were crushing defeats.

These days, anyone with a discerning eye knew that Zhu Houyu's true strength was even stronger than Chen Zhanpeng's, only he had been hiding it all along.

This time, he must have erupted to suppress Zuo Jiliang and rise to the top with such a reputation.

Yet, the result was still a Waterloo.

For a time, the martial artists of the entire county city were plunged into gloom.

The taverns and restaurants in the city were all discussing this, and even the reputation of the Demon-Suppressing Division had fallen quite a bit.

Now it was rumored everywhere that the younger generation of the Demon-Suppressing Division was inferior to that group of evil cult Soul Envoys.

This made a group of Patrol Envoys lose face.

In a magnificent hall of the Demon-Suppressing Division.

The three Deputy Hall Masters, Qin Ruobing, sat on chairs, their faces livid.

"Do we need to send out the foundation of the Demon-Suppressing Division?"

Qin Ruobing's tone was cold, and cold light flickered in her eyes.

"No."

Xiao Tianci directly refused.

"Now both sides are clearly intentionally restraining themselves; sending out the foundation will definitely cause the great battle to erupt in advance, and the County Magistrate is not ready..."

There were also many older generation experts within the Demon-Suppressing Division who had turned into foundation and hidden themselves.

Among these people, there were also some Blood Exchange experts.

"I also disagree."

He Chunlin on the side also shook his head.

That group of heretic cultists seemed to be wary of something, or perhaps they weren't ready yet, and hadn't sent out their older generation experts for the time being.

Both sides seemed to have a tacit understanding, always maintaining restraint.

If they attacked with full force directly, the decisive battle would erupt instantly.

Without the assistance of the Xuanjia Army, it would be difficult for the Demon-Suppressing Division alone to wipe out the other side, not to mention the Black Mountain Bandits watching from the sidelines; if they were caught in a pincer attack by the two, the consequences would be unpredictable.

"Is there really no one available among this generation of Patrol Envoys?"

Xiao Tianci was also quite helpless.

He also didn't expect the two to fail one after another.

He Chunlin's face was also somewhat ugly.

"It's fine, the other party probably also took secret medicine, only having a slight upper hand; if the two are careful, they can barely hold on..."

Although he felt somewhat embarrassed, he still explained.

Qin Ruobing, however, was calm and didn't speak.

The two Patrol Envoys under her were the weakest and couldn't help much; it was already good enough that they could survive in the intense conflict.

……

County Government Office.

County Magistrate Du Wentao sat on a chair, looking at the intelligence sent by his subordinates, his brows locked.

He also didn't expect that not a single person among this generation of Patrol Envoys could shoulder the heavy responsibility, losing to the heretic cultists one after another, and even he, the County Magistrate, was quite helpless.

There were no young experts in the Xuanjia Army, and in terms of individual strength, they were not as good as the Demon-Suppressing Division Patrol Envoys.

Moreover, most of them were suitable for collective combat, while their individual strength was mediocre.

"My Lord, should we attack with full force and wipe out this group of heretic cult bandits?" A middle-aged man dressed as a Shiyé bowed his hands, his face full of respect.

"Sigh... let's wait a bit longer, let's act after that batch of things from the Prefecture City is delivered..."

Du Wentao waved his hand, his face quite weary.

Ever since his daughter was kidnapped last time, she seemed to have been frightened, which made him extremely worried.

He had secretly sent the women in his family to carefully investigate Du Ling, but found no traces of being humiliated.

However, she couldn't be cured of her heart disease after finding all the doctors, which also left him quite puzzled.

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Outside the city, in a dark underground space.

A group of Soul Envoys gathered together, and the surrounding blood evil aura permeated.

"That group of Patrol Envoys is nothing more than this."

"Not bad, the younger generation of the Demon-Suppressing Division is getting worse as they live."

……

A group of Soul Envoys became increasingly arrogant, complimenting Zuo Jiliang in the center.

Only Bu Chicong in the corner didn't say a word, his eyes somewhat heavy.

The incident where that mysterious strongman killed Liao Jinping that day had left a shadow in his heart.

That kind of blade technique and speed could never be used by an ordinary Patrol Envoy.

Now that the other party hadn't made a move, it made him extremely vigilant.

…………

Ever since the battle between Zhu Houyu and Zuo Jiliang, that group of Soul Envoys acted more frequently and became even more unscrupulous.

The conflicts around the entire county city were also intensifying, only inside the city was it barely stable.

These days, Lu Zhangsheng also received a lot of information from the outside world.

He didn't pay attention to these disturbances, but instead became increasingly low-key.

Every day he collected spiritual objects with all his might and practiced his blade technique; his days were developing in an orderly manner.

His own Source Energy Points were still rising continuously, which made him quite satisfied.

As for the large number of martial artists calling for the mysterious strongman to come out and snipe the Soul Envoys, he just laughed it off.

When the time came, Lu Zhangsheng would naturally make a move.

These few days, the momentum of resource growth was good, and his blade technique was about to be perfected, so he wasn't in a hurry.

Time flew by, and another half a month passed.

This day, at night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Lu Zhangsheng stood in the center of the courtyard, holding his slaughtering knife.

The bright moonlight scattered on the blade, emitting a bright luster.

Open the panel.

Source Energy Points: 670.

After digging day and night for these days, he had finally gathered enough Source Energy Points again.

The situation was becoming more and more intense, and he wouldn't wait any longer, immediately starting to improve.

With a thought.

He clicked the plus sign behind the blade technique.

"Hum..."

As the Source Energy Points decreased by six hundred, a mysterious fluctuation descended into the depths of his mind again.

【After years of non-stop hard cultivation, Profound Origin Slash has finally broken through to perfection.】

A crisp prompt sounded in his mind, and this improvement officially ended.

A moment later.

Lu Zhangsheng slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp light pierced the void.

He gripped the long blade in his hand and slashed forward rapidly.

Whoosh...

The blade light was like lightning, traveling wantonly in the night sky, extremely terrifying.

It seemed that even the moonlight in the high sky was suppressed.

After this blade technique reached perfection, his attack power increased by about 30% again.

This gave him more confidence in his next plan.

That's right, Lu Zhangsheng was preparing to start hunting that group of Soul Envoys.

Every Soul Envoy could bring a lot of merit, which was also of great help to his promotion to Deputy Hall Master.

The entire Changping County was just a small place in Dazhou; he would jump out of this place sooner or later and enter a broader space, and he was determined to get the position of Deputy Hall Master.

Only by becoming the County Deputy Hall Master could he climb all the way up, until he approached the core power within the Imperial Court.

The Great Zhou Dynasty Demon-Suppressing Division Main Hall Master.

His status in the entire Imperial Court was pivotal.

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The next day, early morning.

The morning sun rose, and the warm sunlight scattered into every corner of the entire Changping County.

Early in the morning, after Lu Zhangsheng washed up, he prepared to leave the city to patrol.

He had stayed at home for most of the time in these few months, and he was a bit tired of it.

At this moment, he changed into a green shirt, with the transformed slaughtering knife at his waist, and he looked full of heroic spirit.

"Tap, tap..."

Accompanied by a light sound of footsteps.

Fang Qing walked gracefully from the living room to Lu Zhangsheng, carefully tidying up his appearance.

"Changsheng, you must be careful when leaving the city; that group of demon people outside is becoming increasingly rampant."

Her face was quite worried.

These days, the martial artist circle was rumored that the Demon-Suppressing Division Patrol Envoys were not as good as that group of Soul Envoys, and even the top Patrol Envoys of the two noble families had failed.

Although she didn't know Lu Zhangsheng's specific strength, she assumed it was not as good as those two Patrol Envoys.

Seeing Lu Zhangsheng leaving the city today, she was naturally quite worried.

"Don't worry, I will retreat immediately if the situation is not right; you guys can build the cellar at home with peace of mind..."

Lu Zhangsheng smiled slightly, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Then he turned around immediately and walked forward with big strides.

Facing the morning sun, his entire body seemed to be shining.

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Three days later.

Caohe Town.

This town was more than three hundred miles away from Changping County City, and the town had a population of several thousand, quite prosperous.

In the center of the town street, there was a restaurant called Zuixian Lou.

This restaurant was very famous in the town; not only was the wine enough, but the kitchen also cooked good dishes, naturally attracting most people to patronize.

On the second floor of Zuixian Lou.

A burly man with a rough face sat by a window seat.

His eyes occasionally scanned the flow of people on the street downstairs.

This person was Lu Zhangsheng after using the Bone Shrinking Art.

Two days ago, he had arrived in this small town, and he had stayed in the restaurant during the day to investigate the surrounding information.

As for why he didn't go to the official road to stalk, he had his own considerations.

Those Soul Envoys were usually elusive, and trying his luck on the official road was too time-consuming.

Moreover, after checking the Demon-Suppressing Division intelligence, Lu Zhangsheng learned that the group of heretic cultists had also gathered the Ten Great Soul Envoys again.

He directly locked onto a Soul Envoy named Zhou Yunkou.

This person was still a county martial artist more than ten years ago, and later joined the Wenxiang Sect, and was wanted by the government.

Not only that, the other party was extremely cruel, fond of slaughtering grooms and brides, and was notorious in the entire Changping County.

Many government martial artists had gone to intercept and kill this person, but all were easily escaped by him.

It was clear that the other party was also good at lightness skills, which was just right for him to "warm up."

"Dong, dong, dong..."

At this time, a slight sound of footsteps interrupted Lu Zhangsheng's thoughts.

Lu Zhangsheng turned his head to look, and saw a young waiter in green clothes carrying wine and dishes walking slowly.

"Guest, your wine and dishes are here, please enjoy."

The waiter had a signature smile on his face and quickly placed the tray on Lu Zhangsheng's table.

"I heard that the Lin family's young lady is getting married recently? Is there such a thing?"

Lu Zhangsheng said lightly.

"Guest, you must be from out of town; this matter spread half a month ago."

"It is said that this Lin family young lady is as beautiful as a flower; I really envy that Dong family young master."

The waiter's face was full of smiles.

Lu Zhangsheng smiled and nodded, throwing a small piece of silver on the table.

"Thank you for the reward, sir."

The waiter quickly picked up the silver and walked back with a happy face.

(End of chapter)