Fufeng City, Library.
After showing the warrant, Chung Shen-soo did not hold back and brought over all the information of the rogue cultivators above the realm of divinity.
"Skeleton Scholar, original name Xie Heze, origin unknown, rose to prominence in the seventh year of Shenwu, massacred a village in the eighth year of Shenwu, refined the Hundred Bone Demon … Advanced to the realm of divinity, wanted by the Imperial Court, fled to Fufeng … Whereabouts unknown, cruel and cunning, committed major crimes, anyone who can provide traces of him will be rewarded with a thousand White Emperor coins, reward for killing him …"
"Fei Luan, original name inauspicious, from the Fufeng Protectorate, used to be a prostitute in a brothel, later joined the Daoist Sect, known as the Flying Flower Sisters along with Hua Ye, occupied Scattered Flower Mountain to cultivate, faction neutral, no evil deeds …"
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There was even his own.
"Childe Shen-soo, self-proclaimed as Chung Shen-soo, origin unknown, age unknown, first pretended to be a Xiantian Martial Artist, snuck into the Black Mountain Small Meeting, killed Master Yellow Sand, a divinity expert … Speculated to have refined two paths of divinity, one soul control, the other void, reappeared later, plotted with the skeleton scholar and Fei Luan for a while, need to investigate!"
The ink on the last sentence had yet to dry, so it was obvious that it was newly added.
Chung Shen-soo was a little shocked, then looked at the information of the Venerable Poison Dragon and the others.
Finally, he flipped to the Longhu Immortal.
"Longhu Immortal, original name Zhang Taiyi, traitor of the Taishang Longhu Sect, reason unknown, whereabouts unknown, remarkable power, anyone who can provide clues and confirm, will be rewarded greatly!"
"This reward is really generous. This is a great contribution to the Second Yan Han Empire. Anyone who has committed a crime will be pardoned, and the officials will be promoted by three ranks. The Skeleton Scholar's reward is nothing compared to this. Perhaps he has some secret?"
Chung Shen-soo thought to himself, feeling that he should not get involved in this mess.
Just from the dossier, he could tell that this Longhu Immortal was not on the same level as the skeleton scholar.
In fact, due to the difference in inheritance, foundation, Daoist techniques, magical tools, and so on, the difference in combat strength of divinity realm was shocking.
This was also the reason why the skeleton scholar didn't dare to look for the Longhu Immortal himself, and had to continuously look for helpers.
"A skeleton scholar can easily kill ten Feng Xi'er!"
"And Longhu Daoist could probably kill ten Skeleton Scholars!"
"This is a f * cking trap!"
As Chung Shen-soo walked out of the door, he secretly decided that in the future, he would at most contact that group of dead ghosts, and there was no need for him to even meet them.
As a person, it was important to know one's own limitations.
Even if he used all his trump cards, he might not be able to deal with a cultivator with the Divine Ability like the White Bone Scholar, let alone someone at the level of Longhu Immortal.
After leaving the government office, it was the busiest street in Fufeng City.
The streets were filled with all kinds of stalls, as well as hawkers peddling their wares.
"Candied haws, candied haws …"
A rhythmic shout could be heard, causing Chung Shen-soo to stop in his tracks. He suddenly remembered that this body's cousin, the one called Su Wei, loved to eat candied haws. If he could bring them back, she would definitely be happy. He chased after them, and as he walked, he reached into his pocket for the Black Emperor Copper Coin.
Not far away, he saw many people gathered in a circle. The hawker selling candied haws was so happy that he just stood there and didn't want to leave.
"Something happened?!"
Chung Shen-soo looked at the crowd and sighed. Since ancient times, the people of the Great Celestial Empire had a tradition of watching a show. He wasn't in a hurry to buy candied haws, but looked inside.
It seemed to be a circle of performers, but at this moment, there was a corpse lying on the ground. The head and body were separated, but there was no blood flowing out.
A white-haired old man, who seemed to be the corpse's grandfather, was kneeling on the ground, begging a noble dressed in luxurious clothes to spare his grandson.
The noble was a young master in his twenties, wearing a jade ring on his finger. He rubbed it slowly and smiled, "I've given you money to watch the show. What's the use of begging me? Go and transform yourself. Transform your grandson back. "
…
"Sigh, this pair of grandfather and grandson is really pitiful."
Someone at the side sighed and told his friend what happened. Without Chung Shen-soo asking, he already understood 90% of the situation.
It turned out that this pair of grandfather and grandson had the surname Qian, and they were from Yan Province. They came here to make a living as performers.
The Qian and grandson had a spell passed down from their ancestors, called the Flying Head Spell. It could separate a person's head from his body, but it would be safe and sound. Every time they performed, they would amaze everyone and receive countless rewards.
However, they relied on this spell to make a living on the mainland, but they forgot that although the Fufeng Protectorate was remote, all kinds of special spells were flourishing. This Flying Head Spell was just a small skill. Not only did it have many restraints, such as not eating donkey meat for life, not being able to cast spells at specific times, and being easily struck by lightning. It was also extremely easy to break.
Today, they bumped into an iron plate during their performance.
That noble young master didn't do anything and just rewarded them with a coin.
However, it was a Red Thearch Coin!
Chung Shen-soo instantly understood what was going on.
Even yin spells would be restrained by black dog's blood, peach wood core, female red dragon, and so on. This Red Thearch Coin was originally from the royal palace, so it naturally had a bit of nobility. Its effect was similar to the black dog's blood, similar to a consecrated magical weapon that was good at breaking spells.
In addition, that noble young master looked rich and noble. With the two superimposed, normal yin spells would be restrained.
Not to mention this old man's grandson, who didn't even look like he was at the Gang Sha Realm!
This Flying Head Spell was naturally broken easily, and it even suffered a huge backlash.
If the head couldn't be placed back in place in a short period of time, that grandson would really die.
Old Man Qian's forehead was full of blood from kowtowing, and he continuously cast spells, but he couldn't place his grandson's head back. He was already on the verge of despair.
His magic power was shallow, and that noble wasn't willing to take back the Red Thearch Coin to remove the restraints.
If this carried on, there would be no way to save the situation, but he only had this one grandson! He couldn't help but wail in agony, looking extremely miserable.
Looking at his miserable appearance, someone really wanted to step forward and mediate.
But he was immediately stopped by his companion, "Don't force yourself, can't you see that even the public servants don't dare to interfere? They are using the Red Thearch Coin! "
The Red Thearch Coin was only occasionally used by the royal family as a reward, and it represented a noble!
It could be said that in the entire Fufeng Protectorate, only that Protector General might have some, even Feng Xi 'er didn't have the qualifications!
This noble young master's background was very frightening, and even the public servants didn't dare to interfere.
After all, this grandfather-grandson pair was showing off their spells on the streets, and it was not a small crime. If someone offended them, they could be beaten into a demon, and this was their own doing.
"Sigh … I didn't expect my Old Qian Family to end today."
Old Man Qian was filled with regret, and he deeply understood why his ancestor was willing to fool around in the streets instead of deceiving high officials and nobles.
It turned out that giving too much money could also lead to death.
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