When the county guard captain arrived at the government building, his face filled with panic,
the magistrate with the surname Qian was still there, calmly drinking tea.
Seeing his subordinate run toward him, covered in blood,
he started to realize that something was wrong, put down his tea cup, and his heart tightened.
"Sir Qian, something terrible has happened! The Triple Fire Master was also killed by that mysterious immortal. He asked me to come and inform you, says he's waiting for you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the guard captain fell to the ground, spitting black blood, dying instantly.
Seeing a colleague die like that in front of his eyes,
Magistrate Qian also lost his composure and couldn't help but curse: "A madman, he's a damn madman! Doesn't he know this is the Wufeng Sect?"
"Sir Qian, if there's no other choice, why don't we escape first? When everything calms down, we can return. That immortal is dangerous."
The ever-cowardly and sycophantic Mr. He was already soaked in cold sweat.
The immortal's killing methods were as mysterious as gods and ghosts.
It wouldn't be surprising if he raised his hand and killed them all from a distance.
"If we escape, where will the honor of the imperial government be? Wouldn't it become the joke of the entire Shanqing kingdom?"
Magistrate Qian was still trying to stay calm.
Mr. He could run away, but he, as the magistrate, if he fled in a crisis, and then word got out,
how could he continue in his position? How could he rise in rank? How could he keep serving the empire until death?
"So what do we do?"
Mr. He asked with a funeral face.
They had just wanted to teach the butcher Zhang's son a lesson for being reckless.
Who would have imagined that everything would spiral out of control?
"This time, I'm afraid you'll have to put up some money, Mr. He. I'll go invite the other immortals. I don't think anyone can beat that guy!"
Magistrate Qian gritted his teeth.
Several immortals lived in Dafeng County, it was time to ask for their help!
"Yes, yes, yes."
Merchant He was also afraid that the immortal would come to his house, destroy his business, and ruin his life.
Since all the officials had accompanied the guard captain to die,
the two could only leave with a coachman, squeezed into a carriage to visit the other three immortals residing in Dafeng.
These immortals were wandering cultivators, low level, and could be hired for money.
For cultivators without a sect to protect them, everything was about resources for cultivation.
The two went to visit them and promised silver and government-reported merits.
Soon, they convinced three cultivators to act.
What they valued most was having their merits reported to the government.
If they were lucky and connected with the Bao family, now part of the royal family, as protectors,
wouldn't that mean establishing ties with Bao Laifu, the immortal swordsman?
The three cultivators were two men and one woman. The woman, in appearance, was of average beauty,
but her figure was so outstanding that it would be a treasure in the dim light.
The two men appeared middle-aged.
They didn't dare look too much at the female cultivator.
Because both were only at the peak of Qi refinement,
while she was already a foundation stage cultivator, and her fame outside the county was scandalous, not someone they could provoke.
The three were in another carriage, following Magistrate Qian and Mr. He to the butcher Zhang's house.
"Honorable immortals, this is it. That villain is waiting for you. If you manage to kill him, we will immediately hand over the silver converted into spirit stones, and I will ask my master, the inspector, to report your merits."
Upon arriving at the destination, Magistrate Qian, filled with suppressed rage, spoke with enthusiasm.
But the three in the carriage said nothing.
"Honorable immortals?"
Seeing they didn't respond, Magistrate Qian called out softly.
Then, he saw blood flowing from the carriage.
"Are you waiting for the dead to speak to you?"
A calm male voice suddenly burst into Magistrate Qian's ear.
Startled, Magistrate Qian took a step back and collided violently with Mr. He.
Mr. He's huge, fat head, with his prominent ears, rolled across the ground with a dull sound,
and a spray of blood splattered all over Magistrate Qian.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Magistrate Qian fell to the ground, trembling uncontrollably, and pleaded in a stammering voice: "Immortal… immortal, have mercy! Ask for anything, but I beg you, don't kill me! I have a sixty-year-old elderly mother..."
As soon as he finished begging, he realized that the surroundings had changed: they were no longer in front of the main door, but inside the butcher Zhang's courtyard.
Tang Yu, sitting on a bench, smiled while asking:
"Isn't it customary for you to say your mother is eighty?"
"This humble servant… this humble servant wouldn't dare hide anything from the honorable immortal..."
Magistrate Qian replied through tears, truly not expecting such a madman to appear.
Those immortals? They didn't even get to act, and they were already dead?
The butcher Zhang's family, seeing Magistrate Qian kneeling and begging for his life, also had mixed feelings.
The same Magistrate Qian who used to be at the peak of power, crushing families at his whim, could end up like this?
"Just because you discovered your power isn't enough to face me, now you don't dare hide anything. Weren't you shouting earlier that you wanted to kill me to claim merit?"
Tang Yu asked with a smile, having monitored this old man from the start with his spiritual perception.
"This humble servant, as a government official, was just acting according to the rules and laws, it was nothing personal against the immortal... I beg for your forgiveness."
The magistrate Qian replied with a choked voice.
He could already feel that the immortal with the kind smile didn't intend to let him go.
"Is arresting someone's wife to give her to Lord He also part of the rules and laws of your government?"
Tang Yu asked again with a smile.
"..."
For a moment, the magistrate Qian didn't know what excuse to give, and his mind began to work at full speed.
"Stop imagining things. If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't need excuses. Go on, bring reinforcements, are you going to look for that supervisor, your master? It doesn't matter, look for someone higher up."
Tang Yu waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
Hearing that he wouldn't be killed on the spot, the magistrate Qian felt as if he had received an imperial decree, quickly bowing in thanks before rolling and crawling out.
He got into his carriage, took the reins himself, and hurriedly left Dafeng County, determined to find his master, the supervisor.
Along the way, he thought of the messengers who had died bringing the news.
He wept inconsolably, his heart filled with sorrow, but he dared not stop, hoping to find one last ray of hope.
After several hours of travel, when he finally arrived at the supervisor's residence, he saw the familiar figure of the doorman and shouted:
"Old Song, where is my master?!"
"Master is practicing calligraphy…"
Before the doorman could finish speaking, the magistrate Qian had already run inside, kneeling before his master and bowing: "Master, save me!"
"What's going on now? What mess have you gotten yourself into?"
The one writing was the supervisor of Dingzhou Prefecture, the magistrate Qian's superior and also his master.
Seeing his proud disciple with a face full of utter despair, he frowned slightly in displeasure.
He had always demanded that his disciples remain calm in the face of great problems.
If he was already breaking down over something like this, what future could he have?
"Someone wants to kill me, master, they're crazy! They killed everyone in the county office...!"
The magistrate Qian, kneeling on the ground, detailed everything that had happened.
"An immortal master making such a scene over mortal matters, to the point of threatening me? Doesn't he know that we have the backing of Swordmaster Bao and the Wufeng Sect here?"
The supervisor burst into angry laughter upon hearing this. With his experience in administration, he knew more than the average person.
In some small, powerless kingdoms, immortal masters could do whatever they wanted.
But in the territory of the Wufeng Sect, that wasn't allowed by anyone!
"I didn't…"
The magistrate Qian didn't finish his sentence when suddenly his body collapsed, dying instantly.
Seeing his favorite disciple die suddenly, the supervisor's face darkened like iron. Was that madman also trying to kill him like his pupil?
"If it was just to show off, he wouldn't have gone this far. This person's goal is definitely not that."
To have reached the position of prefectural supervisor, he wasn't a fool.
With a quick analysis, he decided… to seek out his superior, Governor Zhang.
When the sky falls, it's up to the highest to hold it, right?
Once he quickly found Governor Zhang and explained what had happened,
"No matter what his motives are, this person is digging his own grave. If we manage to eliminate him, it will be a great merit."
Governor Zhang didn't get angry when he heard the matter, and even seemed a bit excited.
Eliminating a cultivator who killed recklessly in his jurisdiction.
That would be quite an achievement!
"Let's ask Protector Bai to intervene."
After thinking for a moment, he took the supervisor along to seek help from Protector Bai, a cultivator in the Jindan period.
A Jindan cultivator is a high-level expert, even a national protector in some small kingdoms.
But since the Green Mountain Kingdom was protected by Swordmaster Bao and was the territory of the Wufeng Sect,
it was possible for such a powerful figure, like an immortal elder of the Jindan period, to reside in a prefecture.
After finding Protector Bai, a youthful-looking man with a crane beard, and explaining everything clearly,
he, eager to strengthen ties with the Wufeng Sect, accepted without hesitation.
Just as Protector Bai, riding his white crane, soared into the sky to face that mysterious immortal master,
the two had just begun to relax when suddenly the space in the sky started to distort.
And after a spatial fracture, a huge hand emerged and crushed Protector Bai to the ground with a single slap.
Protector Bai, along with his beloved white crane, fell at their feet, turned into a mass of flesh and blood, dead beyond remedy.
Immediately after, Tang Yu emerged from the spatial crack, smiling as he looked at the two.
"You two decide. Who will stay alive to go get reinforcements?"
When they regained their senses, they were drenched in cold sweat.
Protector Bai, a cultivator in the Golden Core realm, was already an extraordinary figure!
In the entire region of the five prefectures, Protector Bai was undeniably number one.
And he died like that? Like crushing an ant?
"What does the immortal master really want? Why harm mortals like us, who can't even tie a chicken? We haven't offended the master in any way…"
Governor Zhang, regaining his composure, knelt and asked.
Go give the notice? Wouldn't that also be a death sentence? It only changes whether you die before or after.
"And you say you can't even tie a chicken, but you managed to get an immortal elder in the Golden Core realm to help you? Well, let's put it this way, as officials, are you honest and never took advantage of the people?"
Tang Yu asked with a smile.
Zhang and the supervisor looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
Who, having power in their hands, hasn't done something improper?
If they couldn't use public resources for personal gain, why would they have fought so hard in the official world, overcoming obstacles and betrayals to get to where they are?
Only for that small pension and the fame that the common folk whisper about?
"Relax, it was just a casual question. I already know you're not good people, so I don't feel any burden in killing you."
Tang Yu waved his hand with a smile.
"Both of you go give the notice, tell them I plan to break through to the imperial city with a single strike. And if anyone dares to ask me how long I held my breath… I'll kill them first."
"A madman…"
Governor Zhang couldn't understand what that immortal master really wanted.
Was he seeking his own death?
If he kept killing like this, the Protector that the Wufeng Sect would send would soon come to administer divine justice.
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