"Impossible, this is impossible!"
When Hong Yi's sword pierced through Zhao Feirong's chest, the most outstanding disciple of the Daluo Saintess let out an earth-shattering scream. Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were filled with disbelief and madness.
As the sword pierced through her body, Hong Yi also instantly came into contact with her thoughts. From Zhao Feirong's thoughts, Hong Yi also understood that this proud daughter of heaven did not believe it. Until this moment, she did not dare to believe that her body had been forcefully pierced through, and she had been killed on the spot.
Indeed, Zhao Feirong, this proud daughter of heaven, had always treated Hong Yi as an ant, and she as a powerful elephant.
But now, a tiny ant had actually bitten through the skin of an elephant. At this moment, Zhao Feirong did not dare to believe it. She did not want to believe it.
In reality, this was indeed the case. Zhao Feirong's dao skills were profound, and her martial arts were powerful. Her cultivation of both spiritual and martial arts was close to the peak, and she was not someone that Hong Yi, a small character like him, could compare to. If she wanted to kill Hong Yi, it would be as simple as crushing an ant.
"Even at death's door, you still do not want to believe that you have failed? Humans are really overconfident and arrogant. "
Hong Yi could feel Zhao Feirong's frenzied thoughts, but his heart did not waver. He fiercely drove the "Destroyer" Celestial Peach Sword out, flying into the sky and landing in front of the Lightning Stallion. His spirit returned to his body, and then he opened his eyes, looking coldly at Zhao Feirong, who had been stabbed.
The tip of the Celestial Peach Sword was extremely sharp. Once it was stabbed in, it was pulled out very quickly. In that instant, the wound did not even have time to spray blood before it healed. From afar, Zhao Feirong's chest was just a faint line of blood. It did not look like she was seriously injured, and she was fine. But Hong Yi knew that this sword had truly destroyed her heart, and her body was completely dead.
With her heart pierced, even Wu Sheng would die. Besides, Zhao Feirong was not Wu Sheng.
"Good, good, good! You actually killed me, you actually dared to kill me! "
Zhao Feirong was pierced, but her body did not fall. Her eyes were fixed on Hong Yi, as if she wanted to drag this person to hell with her. She spat out a few words coldly, and her pupils began to slacken. Her body fell to the ground, and she formed a strange seal with one hand, like the Sun Wheel Seal. Her other hand covered her chest, and her white fingers spread open. Then, she closed her eyes and stopped breathing.
The moment she closed her eyes, a gust of cold wind blew from her body, forming a whirlpool.
Seeing this, Hong Yi didn't stop. He grabbed an ironwood bird-bone divine bow, pulled out the Soul Breaking Arrow from Chi Zhuiyang's quiver, and shot it at the chilly wind.
Chi!
Chi!
Chi!
Three consecutive arrows hit the center of the chilly wind whirlpool. A shrill scream was heard from within the chilly wind whirlpool, and with a rumble, it dissipated. He knew that he had completely destroyed Zhao Feirong's spirit.
Hong Yi was still worried. He suddenly released his spirit and looked around. He felt many thoughts in the void ringing in his ears, rushing here and there. They were all the scattered thoughts of Zhao Feirong after her strong spirit exploded. Therefore, he immediately visualized the Rakshasa King and wandered around in the void, swallowing and dispersing those thoughts. Finally, the sky was clear, and there was not a single trace left. Only then did he finally relax.
Although Zhao Feirong's spirit was strong, she was injured by Ming Of Silla's wrath in the "Destroyer of Evil" Peach Celestial Sword. She could no longer come out of her shell. After her body was killed, her spirit was forced out of her body, and after three consecutive arrows, her thoughts were completely scattered.
Of course, with Zhao Feirong's Taoist techniques, given enough time, when the sun was weak at night, she might be able to use her great strength to gather the scattered thoughts back into her spirit and temporarily exist. But now, Hong Yi was merciless. In for a penny, in for a pound, in for a pound. He visualized the Rakshasa King, swallowed and dispelled those chaotic thoughts.
This caused Zhao Feirong to be completely destroyed, and her spirit dispersed.
"Brother Hong, be careful. Although this demoness is dead, that gust of chilly wind just now was the escape of her Yin spirit. Although you shattered it with the Soul-Breaking Arrow, many of her thoughts are still there. With her strange and unpredictable Taoist techniques, it is very likely that she will reform and take form again at night."
Chi Zhuiyang was paralyzed on the ground. Seeing what Hong Yi had just done, he forced himself to speak anxiously.
"Don't worry about that. I just used some tricks to devour and dispel the thoughts after her spirit exploded. Even if she is a deity, she will be annihilated. Moreover, even if she reform and takes form again, she has not cultivated to the level of a ghost immortal. If I let her spirit escape just now, she will die without a doubt."
Hong Yi nodded. He knew that Chi Zhuiyang knew very well that the reminder just now was also what he was thinking.
"Shhh …"
Looking at the Daluo Saintess sitting on the ground, motionless and silent, Hong Yi let out a long sigh. A wave of exhaustion surged from the depths of his soul.
Fighting against an expert like Zhao Feirong had completely exhausted his mental and physical strength.
Zhao Feirong's Taoist techniques and martial arts were too powerful. They were simply earth-shattering. If he had not been hit by the Soul-Breaking Sword, then by the Exploding Flame Talisman Sword, and then by the Ming Of Silla's wrath by entering the Celestial Peach Sword, Hong Yi knew that he would not be able to do anything to her. He would only be toyed with by her until he died. There was not even the slightest chance for him to turn the tables.
"Luckily, luckily this woman thinks too highly of herself. What if she had played dirty? Ambushed and assassinated me, even ten of me would have died. " Hong Yi forcefully endured the exhaustion that came from the depths of his soul. In his heart, he thought that if Zhao Feirong had not treated him like an ant, and had not been so arrogant, and had played a little more sinister assassination, he would have long since died.
However, Zhao Feirong saw herself as an elephant and Hong Yi as an ant. The disparity in strength was too great, so she naturally disdained him and did not have the leisure to play dirty and assassinate him. In the end, Hong Yi had turned the tables on her, causing her to be scared out of her wits.
"It's still not enough. I still have to train hard." Hong Yi had witnessed Zhao Feirong's earth-shattering methods and was also secretly fearful. Zhao Feirong was only a Saintess of the Daluo Saintess and an outstanding disciple, and she was already so powerful. What if she was their elder? Sect leader? Just how powerful would she be?
"Tie Zhu, clean up the battlefield. Zhuiyang, are you alright?" Hong Yi looked at Chi Zhuiyang and asked with concern.
"I'm fine, I just lost my strength and injured my internal organs and bones. After resting for seven or eight days, I will be back to normal. This woman is really powerful, I have never seen such a powerful woman in my life …" Chi Zhuiyang had just thought of Zhao Feirong rushing over and using her spear to lift up a thousand jin horse, causing it to split open and black blood to sprinkle down. It was like a demon god's martial arts, and he felt a deep chill in his heart.
"Our Yun Meng has tens of thousands of outstanding young masters, but such a powerful person, besides the Sovereigns of the several great sects, I'm afraid that there are very few. Even our Yunmeng Tianlong School's number one young master, Xin Yuxian, was not as fierce as her. I never thought that she would be killed by Brother Hong. Young Lady Murong asked me to protect Brother Hong, but not only did I fail to fulfill my duty of protection, but instead my life was saved by Brother Hong again and again. I am truly ashamed. Now I know that the world is so big, and just how fierce a master is. After a year, I will go back and go into seclusion to practice martial arts."
Chi Zhuiyang's words were filled with a dull and uninterested tone.
"Heavenly Dragon Faction's number one master? Your Yun Meng's Holy Land of Martial Arts, isn't it Xuantian Hall? How come there is another Heavenly Dragon Faction? "Hong Yi helped Chi Zhuiyang onto his horse and asked.
"Our Yun Meng's territory is vast, even vaster than the Da Qian. Besides Xuantian Hall, there are many other martial arts sects in the Holy Land of Martial Arts. Moreover, our Yun Meng's martial arts are not like the Da Qian's ban on weapons and spears. Moreover, in Da Qian, even if there is such a ban, there are still countless martial arts sects and Dao Techniques sects in the world. For example, the Daluo School in the seven southern provinces, the Yaochi school in the three provinces of the Yin Province, the Heart Fist School in the two provinces of the Chi Province, and the rest of the Heng Province, the Chen Province, the Xuan Province … and so on, all of them have hidden martial arts sects and Dao Techniques that have been passed down for thousands of years.
"Well, don't talk about it anymore, we have time to talk about it in detail." Hong Yi saw that Shen Tiezhu had picked up the Soul Breaking Arrow and brought the Jade Lion of the Night over, so he waited there.
Not long after, a few commanders and many experts escorting Inspector Wu Yuan, Hou Qingchen, came up.
Hou Qingchen looked at Hong Yi and the others from afar, then looked at the dead Zhao Feirong sitting on the ground. The shock in his eyes could no longer be concealed. He jumped off his horse from afar and walked over.
"Lord Hou Qingchen, the demoness has been killed, but her beauty has turned into a malicious spirit, it's a bad omen, Lord …" Hong Yi said to Hou Qingchen.
"Brother, say no more, I know what you mean. For the time being, we won't strip the demoness' body and hang it on the city wall to show others." At this time, Hou Qingchen had eliminated the White Cloud Village and achieved his goal, so he no longer had the dignity of an Iron Blood Inspector. He ordered, "Left and right, use a white cloth to cover the demoness' body!"
"The White Cloud Village has been eliminated, I have to reorganize the troops, compensate the soldiers, and appease the surrounding farmers. Brother, you must be tired, go and rest. Tomorrow, I will have a good talk with you, go to the relay station and rest for two more days."
As Hou Qingchen and Hong Yi talked, Hong Yi nodded his head and then said to Shen Tiezhu, "Tie Zhu, give the Jade Lion of the Night to Lord Hou Qingchen. This is an item used to suppress the bandits, it needs to be put into the tent."
"Okay." Shen Tiezhu said in a low voice as he passed the reins of the horse to one of the commanders.
"Lord, I will go first and rest at the relay station." After saying this, Hong Yi jumped onto Mu The Younger's Dark Blood Horse and rode on the same horse as Mu The Younger. Under the escort of the soldiers, Hong Yi cupped his hands and left.
"This kid is unmoved by the sight of a precious horse, he will definitely become a great person in the future." Hou Qingchen exchanged glances with his trusted aide behind him and nodded his head.
One had to know that the Illuminating Night Jade Lion was a divine horse among divine horses. Even a prince would find it difficult to get his hands on one. This horse was worth ten thousand taels of silver, and there was no market for it. It was impossible to buy one even if one wanted to.
"Brother Yi, that horse is quite awe-inspiring, Mu The Younger wants it." Mu The Younger rode in front of Hong Yi and suddenly said.
"That horse is good, but it is useless on the battlefield. It is pure white and shines like silver under the sunlight. It is extremely eye-catching. On the battlefield, it will become a target and will die to swords and spears. Throughout history, none of the famous generals who rode on the white horse had a good ending. The history books are endless, and it is the plaything of the nobility." Hong Yi smiled. "Let's go. Today has been a thrilling day and I am tired. Rest well and wait for Lord Hou's good news."
Immediately, Hong Yi returned to the relay station in Wu Yuansheng City and rested. For two days in a row, he recuperated in peace. He read books, practiced martial arts, comprehended dao techniques, and worshiped the 'Destroyer of Evil' Peach God Sword.
Hong Yi knew that the reason he had been able to kill Zhao Feirong was because of the great power of the 'Destroyer of Evil'. But when Zhao Feirong had entered the body of the sword, she had used the Galaxy Vortex to trap him, and he had nearly fallen.
What if he met someone stronger than Zhao Feirong? Like Ghost Immortal? Then no matter how strong he was, he would not be able to protect the sword. It would still be taken away. He had to worship and refine it, so that the spirit within the sword would be more in tune with his thoughts. Only then would he have an additional layer of security.
The next evening, as expected, the housekeeper of the Inspector Mansion sent an invitation, inviting him to attend a banquet in the mansion.
So Hong Yi brought Mu The Younger with him. They sat in a sedan chair and went to the private residence behind the Inspector Wu Yuan's office.
The banquet was very simple. There were only a few dishes. It was clean and simple. Hou Qingchen's private residence was also very simple. The decorations were large and spacious, but not extravagant. There were no other people at the banquet, just Hou Qingchen and his two trusted aides.
After greeting Hong Yi and Mu The Younger to sit down, Hou Qingchen nodded. The aide beside him immediately took out a thick booklet and handed it to Hong Yi for him to look through.
Hong Yi took the booklet and flipped it open. There was a list of many valuables written on it: Three Purple Gold Winter Melons, each weighing 388 Jin. Ten Gold Winter Melons, each weighing 388 Jin. One hundred Silver Winter Melons, each weighing 288 Jin. Eighty gold-inlaid Ruyi rods, seventy-eight green mother-of-green rings, one hundred and thirty fire essence gems, eighteen buckets of pearls …
It was densely packed with gold, silver, and jewels. It was a count of the quantities.
When he flipped to the second page, it was all kinds of foodstuffs, cows, horses, and fields.
When he flipped to the third page, it was sabers, spears, armors, and weapons.
"These were all copied from the White Cloud Manor?" Hong Yi closed the booklet after he finished reading.
"Not bad. Just a mere White Cloud Manor. It has only been built for three years, but it has already amassed so much wealth! It's really a case of dividing the spoils. It has collected the treasures of the underworld and the underworld in the thirteen provinces of the Central Province. The total amount of silver is no less than 700,000 taels! My Wu Yuan Province's annual tax revenue is only 300,000 taels. "Hou Qingchen shook his head.
"Then what should we do now, Your Excellency?" Hong Yi asked.
"I will escort a portion of the treasures to the capital and send it to Wang Ye's mansion for Wang Ye to arrange. At the same time, I will write a memorial to the imperial court. In any case, Wang Ye is in charge of the national treasury and the Ministry of Revenue, so it's perfectly justifiable. As for the rest of the money and grain, it will be used to subsidize the province's finances. Today, I invited Younger Brother here for two reasons. First, to celebrate. Second, to eliminate the White Cloud Manor and kill the demoness. Since Younger Brother has the greatest merit, I have some things to give to Younger Brother.
After he finished speaking, Hou Qingchen clapped his hands, "Bring the things here."
Hong Yi turned his eyes and saw eight bailiffs carrying four huge boxes. Although they were lightly placed on the ground, they still shook, showing that they were not light.
With a click, the boxes were unlocked and opened one by one.
The moment the first box was opened, Hong Yi smelled a strong medicinal scent. He saw that the box was filled with white porcelain jars that were as translucent as jade. The jars were sealed with wax and there were even labels on them.
Tiger Bone Jade Marrow Ointment, Diamond Enlightenment Powder, Bear Gall Wine, Leopard Embryo Tendon Growth Pill, Snake Gallbladder Eyesight Liquid, Snow Ginseng Internal Organ Nourishing Ointment, and so on. There were dozens of jars of medicine.
Looking at these things, Hong Yi recalled the records in the martial scriptures.
These were the secret medicines of the martial monks of the Daizen Temple.
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