Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 162: The Characteristics and Demon Sect of Half Step Great Master

"Hé wú--"

"Hé wú wú--"

With the shout of the leader, a response came from the mountain valley ahead.

The convoy encountered bandits, and both sides reached a resolution.

Night had fallen, and according to the saying, "Escort travels the world, friendship in the martial world is like a meal. Only sixty miles are traveled in a single day, and the Four Treasures of escorting are complete," the convoy traveled only sixty miles and settled in a mountain valley.

[Realm: Fourth Rank, Refinement: 25 days]

Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged in a secluded corner, slowly exhaling a breath of impure air and opening his eyes.

He had already refined for twelve days, and only twenty-five days remained until he could reach the realm of Half Step Great Master.

The characteristics of a Half Step Great Master were the ability to condense True Qi into a weapon without relying on a physical weapon, creating a phantom weapon that could fly and attack the enemy, which was extremely terrifying.

He also searched for materials to refine his "life spirit soldier" after breaking through to the Great Master.

After a period of research and speculation, he discovered that the "life spirit soldier" of a Great Master should be a special weapon made from special materials. When fighting, True Qi could be condensed into a weapon and attached to the "life spirit soldier," allowing it to fly in the air and take the heads of enemies dozens or hundreds of yards away. It also possessed the True Qi attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, which was quite formidable.

It was even similar to the Flying Sword used in cultivation.

This far exceeded the understanding of the fifth rank realm. Even if a fifth rank expert had a strong aura and domineering Five Elements True Qi, they were ultimately limited to crude and brute force attacks.

When encountering a Half Step Great Master, they could only be completely ignored and beaten.

A Half Step Great Master could easily kill six or seven fifth rank Practitioners in jest. It was too easy.

Now, it was only a matter of time before he broke through to Half Step Great Master. However, there were only seven months left until the one-year deadline, and it was a difficult problem to find a place to break through and join a small sect.

After thinking for a while, he got up and walked towards the opposite side.

A pile of torches was lit ahead, and Murong Yi, Li Wumian, and the head of the convoy, Shen Jianxin, sat cross-legged beside the torches, roasting jerky and dry rations.

Shen Jianxin had already taken off his hood, revealing a delicate oval face with willow leaf eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, a straight nose, and cherry lips.

She was a beautiful girl in her twenties.

However, the three of them had furrowed brows and heavy hearts at the moment, and the jerky had already burned, but they hadn't noticed.

Xin Zhuo sat down beside them and absentmindedly picked up the jerky that Murong Yi hadn't burned yet, about to put it in his mouth.

Shen Jianxin deftly rotated the iron rod and tapped it down, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. "If you want to eat, go get it yourself. Why bother taking Murong Dage's?"

Sixth rank realm!

Xin Zhuo could easily dodge in a hundred different ways and eat the jerky, but he didn't understand the woman's intentions.

Murong Yi smiled awkwardly and was about to explain, but Shen Jianxin interrupted, not even looking at Xin Zhuo, and said in a deep voice, "The escort bureau hasn't received any business for two months. This time, we had no choice but to do it. We've informed our friends along the way, so it should be fine.

It's just that the nearby branch of the Demon Sect, Chen Sitang and Bai Mutang, are both fifth rank experts. We are definitely no match for them. Right now, we can only hope that they won't be interested in our convoy's goods."

After a pause, she continued, "If we do encounter them, Murong Dage and Li Xiaxia don't need to worry. I, Shen Jianxin, am a person who keeps my promises. Your thirty-two taels of silver reward will be paid in full!"

Murong Yi and Li Wumian nodded slightly.

Xin Zhuo asked in surprise, "What about my silver? We agreed on the same thirty-two taels in advance!"

The matter of wages still needed to be clarified. It was a matter of principle.

Shen Jianxin glanced at him indifferently. She had carefully observed this person and couldn't see any martial realm from him at such a young age. She couldn't figure out why Murong Dage would protect him. Originally, they could have arrived safely, but the situation was worrying this time, and she had no interest in anything else. She said coldly, "Five taels for you, not a penny more!"

Thirty-two taels and five taels! The contrast was quite stark, which meant she looked down on him a bit. He couldn't show off his skills on the spot, which would be too embarrassing.

Anyway, he was responsible for providing meals along the way. Five taels were five taels. After arriving at Dukang Prefecture, he still had over ten thousand taels. He wasn't short of money.

He got up, took out the jerky, and started eating.

I never thought that after cultivating the Realm, my appetite would increase dramatically. He finished a half bag of jerky by himself, but only managed to eat half full. He was stunned by the sight of the three people in front of him.

The next day, the convoy continued on their journey.

For the next eight days, everything was calm and peaceful. They encountered several waves of bandits and thieves, but the convoy had made prior arrangements or the opposing forces were too weak, so they were safe.

Shen Jianxin and Murong Yi felt relieved.

Night fell.

[Realm: Fourth Rank, Cultivation: 17th day]

Xin Zhuo got up and walked towards the torch.

They were almost at their destination, only about two hundred li away from Dukang Mansion. He could finally reunite with Cui Ying'er and the others, so he was feeling very relaxed.

He sat down and opened his pocket, taking out the jerky and eating it piece by piece.

As he approached the Half Step Grandmaster Realm, his appetite had grown even larger in the past few days, to the point of being terrifying.

Shen Jianxin, the head of the convoy, looked at him with cold eyes. After enduring for eight days, he couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Young man, have you gone too far?"

Xin Zhuo stopped eating and asked in surprise, "Where did I go too far?"

Shen Jianxin said, "You ate the amount of ten people by yourself. Every meal has to have meat, and it's all top-quality food. Out of respect for Murong Dage, I didn't say anything before, but after these eight or nine days, it has taken a toll. We will deduct those five taels of silver from you!"

Murong Yi and Li Wumian remained silent, their faces filled with helplessness. Xin Zhuo had indeed eaten too much.

Xin Zhuo thought for a moment and said seriously, "I am here, perhaps to protect you all in case the Demon Cult comes. I have a bigger appetite now, but I won't suffer any losses!"

He was telling the truth. He suspected that Di Huaijie and Song Wudi, those bastards, were up to something with the Demon Cult.

But these words sounded too arrogant in Shen Jianxin's ears. His face grew even colder, and he angrily rebuked, "Who do you think you are? You can protect us? How can you protect us? I've seen people like you before. I advise you, young man, to stay grounded!"

Xin Zhuo's face also turned cold.

I gave you face all the way, but if you say that, I'll have to resort to dirty tricks. Don't wait for the Demon Cult, I'll rob you first. Have you ever bothered to find out what I used to do?

At this moment, they heard a panicked shout from a distance, "He...!"

Before the sound could finish, someone's throat was slit, and blood splattered on the ground.

Immediately after, there was a series of somersaults, and the three heads of the convoy and five or six escorts were instantly killed. The group of servants and escorts panicked and fled in all directions.

"Something's wrong!"

Shen Jianxin and Murong Yi stood up abruptly, and with a single step, they gracefully arrived in front of the convoy's goods, finally stabilizing the situation.

The three of them were breathing heavily as they looked ahead. They saw that the night had become foggy, and there were only five escorts and a group of dead bodies of the heads and escorts in the mist. There was no sign of the enemy.

Unfortunately, this unknown enemy and their terrifying methods made them feel even more oppressed and fearful.

The three of them turned pale, and Shen Jianxin mustered up his courage and cupped his fists, saying, "I am Shen Jianxin, the head of Changfeng Escort Agency. I would like to ask which friend is here. Perhaps there has been a misunderstanding. Please meet with us!"

"Ko Ling Ling..."

A few faint sounds of bells came from the mist, followed by petals falling from the sky, blood-red and enchanting.

Then dozens of figures appeared ghost-like, instantly surrounding the entire convoy, all dressed in black with cold faces.

"Hehehe..."

A coquettish laughter sounded, followed by a graceful figure flying in mid-air. She wore a red dress, exposing large areas of snow-white skin, and had two strings of bells hanging from her ankles, like milk-like slender legs.

She lightly landed on a nearby branch, revealing a seductive and beautiful woman with silky eyes.

"Cang..."

A piercing sword sound echoed through the night sky, and another person in white, with two strands of white hair hanging down his ears, flashed to the top of another big tree. The wind blew, making the white clothes rustle, and the sword scabbard was shining brightly.

This person looked up at the bright moon, like a fairy in the sword!

Chen Si, the White-Clothed Sword God of the Demon Cult, and Bai Mu, the Fairy of Scattered Flowers!

(End of this chapter)