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Chapter 166: I am Qin Zheng of Qingzhou!
Chapter 166: I am Qin Zheng of Qingzhou!
Drunken Immortal Tower.
One of the most enigmatic taverns in the Great Jin Dynasty's capital city.
Located in the northwest of the capital, it is only three streets away from Ta Wu Academy.
The fact that a tavern could be established in such a location is a testament to the tavern owner's deep and influential background.
The Drunken Immortal Tower is off-limits to ordinary people; only those with specific identities are allowed entry.
Hence, among the common folk in the capital, there are numerous tales about this tavern.
Some say it is the private tavern of a high-ranking official within the palace, a place where they retreat to relax after leaving the palace.
Others claim it was built by a prominent figure from Ta Wu Academy, specifically for the eighteen Martial Saints of the Great Jin Dynasty to enjoy themselves.
There are also rumors that it belongs to a certain aristocratic family, used to please various important figures.
In any case, there are countless speculations, each more fantastical than the last.
However, everyone in the capital knows that the Drunken Immortal Tower's divine wine is the best in the Great Jin Dynasty!
Each time it is brewed, the aroma fills the air, covering more than half of the capital!
If one is lucky enough to have a sip, they would forsake even the title of Martial Saint and reject immortality!
At this moment, within the Drunken Immortal Tower, loud laughter accompanied by the rich scent of wine reverberates throughout the tavern.
Men and women of all sorts are indulging in the exquisite wine, a luxury rarely afforded to commoners.
At first glance, one might mistake these carefree individuals for officials and nobles, but upon closer inspection, a startling discovery awaits.
These individuals exude an incredibly powerful aura, with even the weakest among them possessing the cultivation base of a Great Master!
Contrary to popular belief, the Drunken Immortal Tower is not as mysterious as rumored; it is merely a place where Monster Slayers gather in the capital to indulge in their pleasures.
Only Monster Slayers are allowed entry, and even then, the minimum requirement is the cultivation base of a Great Master.
Hence, to outsiders, this place is shrouded in mystery and seems inaccessible.
At this very moment, within this tavern, an extraordinary scene unfolds, rarely witnessed by ordinary people.
On the sixth floor of the tavern, a crowd stands, their faces slightly flushed, all eyes unanimously fixed on the first-floor hall.
There, instead of dancers or singers, stands a tiger demon adorned with heavy shackles, yet free to move within the tavern.
Intense malevolent energy emanates from its body, chilling the hearts of onlookers.
However, this place is one of the Monster Slayers' strongholds in the capital, and with so many experts gathered, they naturally fear no tiger demon, even one at the peak of the Demon Sage Realm.
Across from the tiger demon, a figure holds a long sword, dressed in a green robe, resembling a scholarly individual, panting heavily.
This person is none other than Fuyu!
"Give it your all! Kill this tiger demon, and you'll have five in total. By then, Wu Demi-Saint will naturally give you the Supreme Restoration Pill!"
From above, someone shouts, encouraging Fuyu to strike and slay the tiger demon.
After a night of intense battle, Fuyu's potential has erupted, and he has consecutively slain four powerful demons at the Demon Sage Realm.
His body now bears numerous additional injuries, and his energy is in disarray.
Facing the tiger demon's overwhelming aura and surging demonic energy, he feels a wave of exhaustion and weakness wash over him.
However, upon hearing the words "Supreme Restoration Pill," his eyes instantly light up, and he manages to squeeze out a thread of strength from his depleted body.
Without saying a word, he grips his long sword and charges towards the tiger demon once more.
Boom!!
In an instant, the atmosphere in the tavern intensifies! The crowd cheers and urges him on, appearing extremely excited.
However, their eyes reveal a cold indifference, devoid of any warmth.
At this moment, at the highest point of the tavern, a rotund man sits in a chair, observing the scene below with great interest.
"This country bumpkin from Qingzhou truly knows no bounds!"
Beside him stands a tall man in a black robe, hunched over and grumbling indignantly.
"The Supreme Restoration Pill of Wu Saint is a treasure bestowed by the late Emperor, capable of reviving the dead and healing the mortally wounded!"
"This country bumpkin, with mere words and promises, seeks to obtain the Supreme Restoration Pill from Wu Saint. It's like a fool's dream!"
"Let him taste some hardship, and he'll learn the price of disrespecting Wu Saint!"
The man's tone is filled with malice as he speaks of Fuyu below.
However, when he turns to face the rotund figure, his expression changes to one of sycophancy.
He even refers to Wu Saint without the 'Demi-' prefix, as if they were equals.
And this rotund figure is none other than a Half-Step Martial Saint who has surpassed the limits!
"Qingzhou is a place on the verge of abandonment. If someone from there dies, so be it. They still want my Supreme Restoration Pill."
The rotund figure chuckles lightly, shaking his head, his tone laced with ridicule.
"However, it seems the Wei Clan is truly at the end of their rope. Wei Wujie was humiliated, his essence, energy, and spirit shattered, yet they do nothing."
"Now, Wei Wujie's disciple comes begging for treasures to aid his recovery. It's truly laughable."
As the rotund figure speaks, those around him remain silent, not daring to utter a word.
After all, the Wei Clan is an aristocratic family with a powerful Martial Saint! Even in their decline, they are not a topic for discussion among these nameless soldiers.
Without hearing a response from the people around, the stout figure also found it uninteresting and stopped talking.
Instead, the sycophant spoke up, "That Wei Wujie went to Qingzhou to guard for several decades, earning a chance to observe the Enlightenment Divine Stele, only to give it to his disciple."
"A nobody with no background, getting this opportunity is a waste. In my opinion, he should just hand it over to the Wu Saint."
"With the Wu Saint's talent, if he gets this chance to observe the Enlightenment Divine Stele, he'll have a great chance to comprehend the Martial Sage Path and become our Jin Dynasty's nineteenth National Guardian Saint!"
As soon as he said this, the surroundings erupted in a chorus of flattery and congratulations, as if the person before them had already broken through.
The stout figure's lips curled slightly at the flattery, obviously enjoying the praise.
The sycophant continued, "I've already sent someone to find that boy and ask him to politely give up this opportunity without using the Wu Saint's name."
The stout figure glanced at him and nodded lightly, saying, "You're thoughtful."
Such a dirty deed, how could a Half-step Martial Sage like him do it? It was naturally his subordinate's initiative, and he knew nothing about it.
Even if the Ta Wu Academy came knocking, he would only hand over his subordinate to take the blame.
He was a Half-step Martial Sage, the strongest existence below the eighteen Martial Saints.
The Ta Wu Academy wouldn't dare do anything to him.
As he anticipated observing the Enlightenment Divine Stele again soon, his eyes glowed with anticipation.
Observing the Divine Stele would boost his strength even if he couldn't comprehend the Martial Sage Path!
When the time comes, he'll have more say among the Monster Slayers and gain more resources!
As he thought this, he looked down and gradually became bored.
A poor backwater place, at most producing Grandmasters who have achieved the Golden Elixir.
A Demon Beast at the Demon Sage Realm, easily killed with a casual palm strike.
The duel between the two initially entertained him with its novelty, but after watching all night, it had become dull.
Seeing his expression, the sycophant spoke up, "Wu Saint, this boy..."
"You're asking me?"
The stout figure glanced sideways, his eyes emitting a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Yes! I'll take care of it immediately!"
The sycophant trembled and spoke respectfully before turning and heading downstairs.
The Monster Slayers present were the most loyal followers of the Wu Saint.
With a simple signal, they would wait and not interfere, allowing the Tiger Demon to devour the country bumpkin.
That's what he thought.
At this moment, Fu Yu was approaching his limit.
The five Demon Beasts that appeared this night were all at the Demon Sage Realm and quite powerful.
And the Tiger Demon before him was an elite Demon Sage Realm beast!
Even in his prime, dealing with such a Demon Beast would be challenging.
Not to mention his current state, where his physical and mental energies were nearly depleted, reaching their limit.
If not for the Tiger Demon being restrained and surrounded by fellow Monster Slayers, he would have been torn to shreds and devoured.
But, should he give up because he can't win? He had finally learned how to save his master and begged the other party to agree.
If he could kill this Tiger Demon, he could obtain the Supreme Restoration Pill and bring it back to Qingzhou, restoring his master's shattered essence, qi, and spirit!
Fu Yu's heart raced with these thoughts, and his mind grew hazy.
Whoosh!
A fierce wind carrying a bloody stench rushed towards him, startling him awake. He quickly raised his sword to block it.
Boom!
A surge of violent energy entered his body, seemingly intent on destroying his five viscera and six entrails, bones, and meridians.
His figure flew backward and slammed into the ground.
Pfft!
He couldn't hold back a mouthful of bloody spittle.
At this moment, the Tiger Demon's figure appeared above him, its fangs gleaming with a chilling light that froze his heart.
It's over!
This thought flashed through Fu Yu's mind.
He couldn't kill this Tiger Demon and obtain the Supreme Restoration Pill!
He sighed inwardly, feeling utterly helpless.
Then, he turned his gaze to his colleagues inside the tavern, his eyes pleading for help.
He couldn't defeat it, so he could only ask his colleagues to intervene.
But after doing all this, he realized that none of his colleagues around him moved.
They all stared at him indifferently.
What's going on?!
Fu Yu's heart raced with a bad premonition.
Roar!
The Tiger Demon before him let out a low growl, and its blood-stained maw descended.
Boom!!
Whoosh!
Just at this critical moment, the tavern door suddenly burst open, and a blade of light flashed!
The Tiger Demon's head was instantly severed!
Trembling, Fu Yu raised his head and saw a figure in a golden-patterned black robe standing before him!
(End of Chapter)
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