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This young master is named Ji Qian, also known as Qiu Qian. He is Xu Pingfeng's disciple and the eldest son of the Lord of Qianlong City.
We've come here to meet with the Demonic Earth Sect and the Emperor's secret agents.
Of course, following his master's orders, he was still searching for the enemy who carried the fate of the nation.
According to his master, that person was only a sixth-rank official, and he, along with his two left and right envoys and the people from the Demonic Earth Sect, were perfectly capable of handling him.
"Hahaha! Good, very good!"
"Since this gentleman is so arrogant, then I'm willing to play with him!"
Li Chang'an brought out such a powerful magical artifact that it caused the personality of a fourth-rank expert to change drastically in an instant, and Qiu Qian still made such outrageous remarks.
He always spoke with a smile, exuding an arrogant and disdainful air.
Such a person is either an empty-headed playboy or someone with sufficient confidence.
Qiu Qian's gaze fell on Xiao Yuenu, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked over casually while stroking the jade thumb ring.
He raised the corner of his mouth, a smile that seemed both cold and sarcastic, "When I came to Jianzhou, I sent people to inquire about the local customs and culture."
The world of Jianzhou is truly dull, like a stagnant pool. But it is also quite interesting because of the Wan Hua Lou (Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion).
"Everyone says that Xiao Yuenü, the owner of Wan Hua Lou, is a beauty that could topple kingdoms and is a rare beauty. Tsk tsk, she lives up to her reputation."
The white-robed man's next words made everyone at Wan Hua Lou's brows twitch and their anger boil over.
"After this trip through the martial world is over, I will take Master Xiao back with me. We happen to be short of a concubine to serve us in bed."
Li Miaozhen's expression hardened, and she noticed a hint of murderous intent flashing in Li Chang'an's eyes.
It seems this young man in white is doomed.
Moreover, they will die a horrible death.
A beautiful woman from the brothel couldn't resist and got up to make a move.
Qiu Qian raised his hand and struck her wrist precisely, causing the palm strike, imbued with profound energy, to hit the beam and the roof tiles.
Amidst the flying debris and shattered tiles, he reached out and scooped the beautiful woman into his arms.
He then clicked his tongue and said, "You're a bit old, but you still have your charm. I like women like you."
Before Xiao Yuenu could make a move, he wisely withdrew, leaving the beautiful woman utterly ashamed and indignant.
He suppressed his flamboyant smile, revealing a certain dignity and composure cultivated by a prominent family.
Then, Qiu Qian strode to the edge of the observation deck and braced himself against the railing with both hands.
He gathered his strength in his dantian and shouted, "Listen up, everyone!"
The loud noise immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers and townspeople.
Qiu Qian extended his left hand, "Sword box!"
The Right Envoy silently handed over a small, black, square box.
"Young Master, that person's spiritual energy fluctuations are several times stronger than those of ordinary martial artists. He is a member of the Heaven and Earth Society from the Yuezhi Manor," the Right Envoy said in a low voice.
Qiu Qian followed his gaze and glanced at Ling Yun, a young disciple of the Heaven and Earth Society who was disguised.
He ignored it, opened the box, took out a tiny sword as thin as a needle, and flicked it with his finger.
The small sword flipped and grew larger and larger, eventually becoming a three-foot-long green blade that jingled as it embedded itself into the bluestone-paved street.
A chilling sword intent emanated from it, proclaiming its identity: a magical artifact!
Qiu Qian pointed at Li Chang'an and announced, "Whoever can cut off this man's arm will be rewarded with a magical artifact."
"Cut off both arms, reward with two swords; cut off all four limbs, reward with four swords!"
As he spoke, he flicked his fingers and sent longswords flying, driving them one by one into the middle of the street.
All eyes were fixed on the four intertwined magical artifacts, as if a magnet had encountered a steel nail, and they could not look away.
Qiu Qian made the final decision: "Whoever can cut off this man's head, this entire box of magical artifacts will be his!"
The street was in an uproar.
Qiu Qian seemed to enjoy being watched and admired by others, and being the subject of much discussion.
"So, is there anyone who dares to..."
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No sooner had he finished speaking than he noticed a white-clad arm on the ground, still splattering with blood.
Then, a sharp pain spread throughout my body!
He turned his face stiffly and found that his left arm had been severed at the root!
"Awooo! This young master... Awooo!"
Another scream rang out as blood spurted from his right arm, which was torn apart by the powerful energy!
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Two sounds of bones breaking rang out, and Qiu Qian's white robe was stained with blood as both legs were cleanly severed at the thighs.
He screamed in agony, his limbless torso bleeding profusely, as he fell from the third-floor observation deck.
Two severed legs, with their flesh and bones clearly visible, remained on the observation deck. After twitching painfully several times, they fell silent.
Qiu Qian's two guards were both at the peak of the fourth rank, but they didn't see clearly how their young master was injured.
Everyone in the restaurant failed to see clearly that the white-robed young man, who had been swaggering and arrogant just a moment ago, was now falling from the building with his limbs severed.
However, they all sensed the powerful energy emanating from the house.
Qiu Qian's composure was gone. He writhed in agony in a pool of blood in front of Sanxianfang, his pitiful howls echoing through the town.
"You scoundrel! Come out here before me!"
"Have the guts to step forward! What kind of skill is it to use a sneak attack!"
"Ouch! That hurts so much!"
Qiu Qian's limbs were bleeding profusely from the severed wounds, and he was clearly on the verge of death.
The more arrogant he was just now, the more miserable he is now.
The wandering swordsmen in the small town pointed and whispered, and instantly surrounded them.
The martial arts masters in the Three Immortals Pavilion were completely silent, falling into a deathly stillness.
The intense aura that had just begun to erupt filled everyone with fear and trepidation!
"Lady Xueji, I can't see through his thoughts. He is reserved and has a powerful primordial spirit. He may be an extraordinary master!" the ape protector said in a low voice.
Xiao Yuenu stared blankly at Li Chang'an's back, her beautiful eyes misty with tears.
"Your Excellency... just who are you...?" Qiu Qian's right envoy stood frozen in place, not daring to make the slightest move.
"What grudge do you have against the young master that you... are so ruthless?" The Left Envoy, whose fate had been altered, asked in a trembling, effeminate voice.
The two had just finished speaking when they felt their minds go blank, their eyes filled with stars, and a sharp pain shot through the depths of their souls!
"Ugh!"
"Ouch!"
The two screamed, their expressions horrified, blood gushing from their seven orifices, and they instantly lost their lives.
With two thuds, the two burly men slumped off the observation deck, landing motionless in Qiu Qian's pool of blood.
"A primordial spirit attack!" Lan Lian, a demonic cultivator from the Earth Sect, exclaimed in astonishment, her forehead already beaded with sweat.
This method can only be used by extraordinary Taoist cultivators who specialize in cultivating their primordial spirit.
Just now, Li Chang'an used two moves from the Vacuum Great Handprint to easily shatter the primordial spirits of two peak fourth-grade cultivators.
The Vacuum Great Handprint uses a powerful primordial spirit to attack another primordial spirit. The two envoys had no time to react before their primordial spirits were shattered.
"Wow!" came a clear and melodious exclamation from downstairs.
While everyone was watching, the girl in the yellow dress upstairs had already removed the leather pouch from Qiu Qian's waist.
She wanted to see how many magical artifacts were left, since Qiu Qian had just displayed several at once.
The result shocked her immensely, and even the onlookers from the martial arts world were stunned.
A row of more than a dozen dark cannons stood in the air, their surfaces covered with dense array patterns that shimmered with light.
Dozens of magical weapons, including swords, daggers, bows and crossbows, and muskets, swirled and circled around the cannon.
In an instant, the combined power of hundreds of magical artifacts nearly suffocated these martial arts heroes.
In Jianzhou, if a swordsman possesses a magical artifact, it is passed down from father to son, from son to grandson, generation after generation, and is regarded as a precious treasure.
However, this white-robed young man carried with him hundreds of magical artifacts.
"Who is this young master? How does he have so many magical artifacts!"
"Could it be... a sorcerer from the Imperial Observatory in the capital...?"