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Chapter 213: Incense-Attached, Neither Human Nor Divine!
Chapter 213: Incense-Attached, Neither Human Nor Divine!
Great Jin Dynasty, Capital City.
Grand Martial Academy.
A solemn atmosphere permeated the air, spreading throughout the surroundings.
The National Guardian Saints stared at the severed head that had rolled onto the ground, their emotions surging as their faces grew grim.
The Great Jin Dynasty was about to undergo a drastic change!
The newly ascended Martial Saint of the Great Jin Dynasty had slain the Intermediate Martial Saint of the Gao Clan within the Grand Martial Academy.
This matter would not be easily settled!
For a moment, everyone's eyes flickered with varying thoughts.
[Gao Yuanyi, a malevolent and deeply sinful being, killing him will earn 7,863.428 jin of virtue!]
In his heart, a strand of his consciousness sank into the Virtue Scroll, reading this piece of information.
With such heavy sins on his shoulders, he was still a National Guardian Saint?
Qin Zheng coldly chuckled in his heart and then approached Gao Chengyin.
At this moment, the Martial Saint from the Gao Clan had a face covered in blood and flesh, making it difficult to discern his true expression.
But when Qin Zheng's shadow fell upon him, his body trembled violently.
"You can't kill me!"
He struggled to speak, his voice weak.
Qin Zheng acted as if he hadn't heard, raising his Demon Head Great Saber and then suddenly bringing it down.
Whoosh!
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared, simultaneously wielding a cold iron sword and slashing towards Qin Zheng.
A piercing chill instantly surged in his heart.
Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swiftly adjusted the direction of his saber, slicing towards the cold iron sword.
Clang!
A crisp sound of colliding metal rang out.
Immediately after, a powerful aura of sword and saber energy erupted, cascading in all directions.
"A High-Rank Martial Saint."
The person across from him, holding an iron sword, spoke in a cold voice.
As this voice sounded, the surrounding National Guardian Saints' hearts also tightened, stirring up layer upon layer of shock.
A High-Rank Martial Saint?! This newly ascended Martial Saint was actually a High-Rank Martial Saint?!
Even though they had already vaguely guessed as much, the confirmation at this moment still left everyone in awe.
But then, doubts emerged in their hearts.
The divine bell deep within the Grand Martial Academy had rung nine times that day, its sound echoing throughout the capital city.
This matter couldn't be wrong.
Based on the various information they had gathered, this newly ascended Martial Saint had indeed reached the Martial Saint realm on that very day.
But from that day to now, how much time had passed?
To have directly advanced from a Low-Rank Martial Saint to a High-Rank Martial Saint?! This was like a fantastical tale!
Qin Zheng's gaze also fell on the person before him.
The figure was hunched and frail, clad in coarse linen, and held a rusty, dilapidated iron sword, resembling a destitute old man.
But at this moment, Qin Zheng could confirm the power transmitted from the Demon Head Great Saber.
The old man before him was indeed a genuine High-Rank Martial Saint!
"What kind of legacy did you obtain?"
The old man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked in a cold voice.
Without waiting for Qin Zheng to respond, he continued, "That's not right. Qingzhou doesn't have any Immortal Sect ruins, so it's impossible for a legacy to appear."
"You're not from Qingzhou?"
The old man then looked at Qin Zheng and asked coldly.
Bang! Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his saber suddenly pressed down, closing the distance. He took a step forward, reached out his hand, formed a fist imprint, and a strand of Chaos Intention swirled around it as he suddenly lashed out.
The old man's expression changed, and he quickly formed a fist imprint to strike back.
A fist and palm met.
Bang!
A dull sound rang out, and the old man staggered back several steps.
Seizing the opportunity, Qin Zheng didn't hesitate to slash down with his saber.
Whoosh! Gao Chengyin's eyes widened, and his head rolled away!
After completing this, Qin Zheng's aura soared, and he stared intently at the old man he had forced back.
【Gao Wuxing, Incense-Attached, Neither Human Nor Divine, Kill, Deduct 30,000 jin of Virtue】
This was the first time he had seen such a situation on the Virtue Scroll.
Incense-Attached, Neither Human Nor Divine—what did this mean?
Moreover, if he were to kill this old man before him, he would lose 30,000 units of virtue?
Could there be someone in the Gao family with such virtue?
No!
Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, instantly dismissing the thought.
The deduction of 30,000 units of virtue upon killing must be related to the old man's 'Incense-Attached, Neither Human Nor Divine' status.
At this moment, across from Qin Zheng.
The old man rubbed the palm that had just touched Qin Zheng's, as if sensing something.
After a few breaths, he chuckled softly, sheathing his shabby iron sword.
At the same time, the aura around his entire body gradually calmed down, as if he was no longer preparing to make a move.
"A young High-Rank Martial Saint like you is indeed enough to guard the Twelve Provinces."
He looked at Qin Zheng, his expression calm, the previous coldness gone.
Qin Zheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, also finding it hard to grasp the situation for a moment.
Just then, the old man continued, "The Dragon King of the Black Water Demon Den has long coveted the Azure Dragon Remains beneath Qing Province."
"Now that the Great Jin Dynasty's National Guardian Saints are gathered in the capital, Qing Province is without a Martial Saint to guard it. I fear the Dragon King will take this opportunity to make his move."
"If you continue to delay here, I'm afraid news of Qing Province's fall will soon arrive."
Upon hearing this, Qin Zheng's pupils constricted slightly. He stared at the old man for a few breaths before taking a step forward, instantly soaring into the sky.
Whether the old man's words were true or false, he couldn't afford to gamble!
If it was false, then it was fine.
But if it was true, with no Martial Saint in Qing Province, an invasion by a single Demon Den would be enough to cause the entire province to fall!
Thus, Qin Zheng flew towards Qing Province, pushing his speed to the limit.
After he left, at the Grand Martial Academy.
The National Guardian Saints respectfully looked towards the figure of an ordinary-looking old man.
The Great Jin Dynasty's three High-Rank Martial Saints, and he was one of them!
Gao Wuxing raised his head, gazing in the direction Qin Zheng had left, his eyes flashing with unspoken thoughts.
However, his lips curled slightly, as if satisfied.
Only when Qin Zheng's figure completely disappeared from sight did he withdraw his gaze, turning to look at the two corpses with severed heads before him.
"Useless!"
His lips moved slightly, his eyes cold.
Great Jin Dynasty, Qing Province.
Xuan'en Prefecture.
Outside Xuan'en Mansion.
Wei Wujing held a large spear, his expression grave, as he walked towards this city.
He pursed his lips, as if organizing his thoughts, then took a step forward, vanishing like a phantom from his original spot.
Moments later, in the bustling Xuan'en Mansion.
He walked towards a figure in a shop on the right side of the street.
"Why has the esteemed one come to Qing Province?"
Wei Wujing spoke in a deep voice.
The black-faced big man chuckled lightly, lifting a teapot to pour a full cup of tea, which he pushed towards Wei Wujing, and said,
"Your disciple killed two Grand Saints of my Black Water Demon Den."
"I want to see, if you were to kill your master, what expression would he have?"
(End of Chapter)
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