Loan Cultivation to Martial Saint

Chapter 164: Chapter 95: Entering the Commandery City, Meeting the Prefect!

Such an attitude was enough to earn Cai Liu’s admiration.

Inside the carriage, Qingdai sat obediently to the side. Her beautiful eyes were fixed earnestly on Zheng Jun’s handsome face, looking a little entranced.

At Jishi Hall, just how many Martial Artists came and went to buy and sell medicine? When Qingdai was an apprentice, she had followed her aunt and witnessed those business dealings with her own eyes. She had seen at least eight hundred Martial Artists, if not a thousand. But not a single one was like her Young Master Zheng, capable of undergoing such arduous cultivation. Even inside a bumpy carriage, he didn’t rest for a single moment!

What kind of resolute Martial Arts heart was this?

Many Martial Artists practiced solely to live a life of pleasure. Once they achieved a good life, their dedication to Martial Arts would gradually wane. But someone like her Young Master, who continued to persist in his cultivation even after achieving fame and success, was truly a True Dragon among men!

At this thought, a gleam of reverence flashed through Qingdai’s beautiful eyes, and a faint sense of yearning arose in her heart.

Just then, Zheng Jun, who had been under Qingdai’s constant gaze, suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was cold and gloomy. Meeting Zheng Jun’s eyes so suddenly, Qingdai blushed slightly. Feeling flustered, she subconsciously averted her gaze.

Zheng Jun didn’t notice Qingdai’s reaction. Instead, he smiled and said, ”Sit tight, Qingdai. Some fools eager to reincarnate have arrived.”

Before Qingdai could react, Zheng Jun lifted the curtain, grabbed his saber, and stood up at the front of the speeding carriage.

Seeing this, Cai Liu felt surprised and instinctively asked, ”Captain Zheng, what are you doing?”

”It’s nothing. Some cowardly rats are setting up an ambush here,” Zheng Jun chuckled casually. He then stared into the quiet forest ahead, holding his breath and focusing as he initiated the Wave-Treading Blade Technique.

It wasn’t until the carriage galloped near the area that Zheng Jun gripped the hilt with all five fingers. The Beirong Saber shot out of its sheath, instantly flashing like a streak of cyan silk.

BOOM!

The next moment, a nearly tangible blade light flashed out. Wherever the blade’s edge reached, nothing could withstand it. Several trees ahead were entirely severed by Zheng Jun’s Slash. The trees crashed down, accompanied by several agonizing screams.

As the screams echoed one after another, a figure enveloped in True Qi leaped high from the forest, intending to flee by stepping across the falling trees. Seeing this, Zheng Jun struck again. Like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the blade’s edge did not pause in the slightest. The fellow using his True Qi to flee across the wood was instantly Slashed down by Zheng Jun, crashing to the ground in an explosion of blood and gore.

The remaining survivors scattered and fled. Seeing this, Zheng Jun simply sheathed his saber, not bothering to strike again.

[A strike across space, two Slashes to kill the thieves. Wave-Treading Blade Technique repayment progress +96. Current repayment progress: 7274/10000.]

Small ink-wash characters floated before him, but Zheng Jun remained utterly unbothered. After returning his saber to its sheath, Zheng Jun looked at the dumbfounded Cai Liu and asked, ”Old senior, where are we? Why would a Qi Storage Martial Artist set up an ambush here?”

Hearing Zheng Jun’s words, Cai Liu finally snapped back to his senses. He hurriedly pulled the reins and replied, ”C-Captain Zheng, we are within the borders of Langkang County.”

”Langkang County?” Zheng Jun nodded. Without another word, he sat back inside the carriage.

He thought, ”Second Young Master Yan’s wife is supposedly the daughter of the Chief Clerk of Langkang County. This matter might be related to him. But whether it’s related to him or not, the fact that I was attacked in Langkang County means it has a great deal to do with him, the Chief Clerk. I’ll Slash him on the way back.”

Zheng Jun nodded slightly. Without dwelling on it further, he continued to regulate his breathing and practice his martial arts.

To Zheng Jun, ordinary Qi Storage Martial Artists were no different from those Blood Refining Martial Artists who had undergone Blood Refining seven or eight times. They were all trash that could be killed with a single Slash. Well, maybe he couldn’t put it exactly like that. At the very least, a Qi Storage Martial Artist could provide him with a bit more repayment progress. They were still more useful than a Blood Refining Martial Artist. Only those from a Major Direct Lineage or a Great Sect Leader among the Qi Storage Martial Artists were worth a second glance from him.

Meanwhile, Cai Liu, who was driving the carriage, was in a daze. He could sense that the Qi Storage Martial Artist whom Zheng Jun had casually hacked to death with a single Slash was at a similar level to him. Even so, when Zheng San Slashed that Qi Storage Martial Artist, it was effortless and completely devoid of difficulty. He merely unsheathed his saber, then sheathed it again—that was it.

Cai Liu thought, ”Is Zheng San actually this terrifying? This is already no different from an Outer Gang Martial Artist! No wonder he could Slash Meng Xian and True Man Yuan Yi, two Outer Gang experts!”

At this point, Cai Liu only felt immense relief. He thought, ”Thank goodness when my Third Young Master came to Black Mountain County to be the County Captain, he didn’t pick a troublemaker to make an example of. Otherwise, Zheng Jun, who was the most conspicuous at the time, would definitely have been targeted. If that had happened, my own life would likely have been forfeit along with his!”

With this in mind, Cai Liu steadied his nerves and continued driving the carriage toward Pingzhang Commandery.

”HYAH!”

”...”

”HYAH!”

After traveling tirelessly for two days and one night, the carriage finally arrived at the city of Pingzhang Commandery. The carriage slowed down and gradually came to a halt beneath the towering, majestic city walls. Above the arched city gate, the two characters for ”Pingzhang” were inscribed with vigorous, forceful strokes, possessing a free and unrestrained style. It carried an undeniably majestic and imposing aura.

The moment the carriage approached, several soldiers stepped forward to interrogate them.

”People in the carriage, get out for routine questioning!”

”Don’t dawdle! Are you hiding any contraband?”

”...”

The soldiers were secretly delighted. Having encountered a fat sheep arriving with only a single carriage, they naturally had to fleece them thoroughly. They planned to squeeze out at least ten taels of silver from them. Otherwise, there was no way they would let them in—they would confiscate the carriage instead!