Martial Saint through Reading

Chu Ming slowly landed, his face showing signs of joy.

His right hand lightly tapped in the void, and nine shield pieces along with the Shield Shuttle Core flew away from his body, forming a shield shuttle in front of him.

The shield shuttle was spindle-shaped, gray, resembling an oval shield. Its surface undulated with Primordial Qi, engraved with complex Primordial Patterns, with edges sharp as blades. The center was embedded with black and gold, symbolizing the Primordial Qi Black Blade and the Golden Sword.

This was the attack and defense form of the shield shuttle, usable as a defensive shield or weapon.

The flying mode is particularly taxing on Primordial Qi, increasing speed by about thirty percent beyond full impact speed, supported by the Sea of Consciousness and Book collection Lake. Any faster, the Primordial Qi Mansion would be emptied.

The attack and defense mode is relatively better, similar to operating multiple Black Blades and Golden Swords.

Chu Ming sat in place momentarily until some Primordial Qi was restored, then he left the back mountain and returned to his room.

In front of the house.

”Senior Brother Chu!”

”Chu Royal Attendant!”

After searching around the villa, Jiang Zhan and Meng Zhen finally found the right person.

”Just now,” Jiang Zhan pointed at the sky, ”was it Senior Brother Chu?”

The two blocked Chu Ming’s path, showing a stance of not letting him pass without clarification.

Chu Ming looked at the two, had no choice but to smile and nod lightly, then entered the house under their astonished gaze.

Artifact Refining all night long had drained his Heart Spirit considerably; he really needed to rest.

Inside the room.

Chu Ming sat cross-legged, took out an elixir, and gently closed his eyes.

The lake from his Sea of Consciousness Technique churned, as the power of Qi and Blood continually gathered within his channels.

At a certain moment.

In the center of the Cultivation Technique Lake, the sixth vortex formed, and the sixth meridian of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians was unlocked.

Power surged inside him like a great river, Chu Ming took some time to get comfortable controlling it.

As he was preparing to practice inference techniques, a message came from the Wind Spirit Race’s clan leaf.

Chu Ming connected with the message, reviewing the contents inside.

The Wind Spirit Race had been continuously integrating bandits, expanding their number to twenty thousand.

Twenty thousand is the control limit for the Wind Spirit Race.

These bandits were distributed across five locations, secretly controlled by elders in the Meridian Unlocking Realm like Feeng Zhi.

But spanning across the counties of Xirong, Pingzhong, and Chi’an, the Wind Spirit Race had only a few elders in the Meridian Unlocking Realm, leading to the limit being reached.

The clan elder of the Wind Spirit Race sent a message inquiring about Chu Ming’s next steps.

What to do?

Chu Ming pondered for a moment, instructing the Wind Spirit Race to temporarily halt expansion.

Merely by relying on the Wind Spirit Race to control twenty thousand bandits already exceeded his expectations.

The next step is large-scale selection, identifying those worthy of nurturing to build a genuine army akin to the Tiger Armor Army.

After conveying instructions to the Wind Spirit Race, Chu Ming continued his cross-legged cultivation.

...

In Qin Capital, within a certain estate.

Tang Xuan, head of the River Transport Headquarters, was sitting at the desk reviewing documents.

Suddenly, the candlelight flickered.

The door was half-open, allowing the cold wind to blow inside.

Tang Xuan lifted his head, his previously relaxed brows visibly furrowing.

”Lord Tang doesn’t seem too eager to see this Blood Servant,” a voice sounded from a place the candlelight couldn’t reach.

”Pei Blood Servant.” Tang Xuan cupped his hands toward the dark corner.

”Haha, I thought Lord Tang had forgotten me, the Blood Servant.”

From the shadows, Pei Yan emerged, wearing a blood-colored mask.

”If Pei Blood Servant has something to say, please speak directly.”

The candlelight steadied, and Tang Xuan’s expression became unpleasant.

”It’s nothing major, I’m just here to see Lord Tang and incidentally pass on a few words.” Pei Yan sat on the chair beside him.

”The meaning of the Sect Leader?” Tang Xuan put down his pen and looked at Pei Yan.

”Yes, and no.” Pei Yan smiled and said, ”Baili Xinghua, the Hundred Strategies Envoy is dead, you should know, right?”

Tang Xuan heard this but did not respond.

Baili Xinghua had framed him, so his death was welcome.

”The Hundred Strategies Envoy is the person Young Master Yaan values most, you should know, right?” Pei Yan continued.

”What does Pei Blood Servant want to say?” Tang Xuan’s tone was unfriendly.

”The Hundred Strategies Envoy’s death is suspicious; Young Master Yaan hopes Lord Tang will investigate, and naturally, this is also the Sect Leader’s will.”

Pei Yan spoke, his blood-colored eyes looking through the mask, with an indiscernible meaning fixed on Tang Xuan.

”...”

The room fell silent.

After a while.

”Since it is the Sect Leader’s will, I will investigate. Thank you, Pei Blood Servant.”

”Haha, regarding Chu Ming, even if I don’t mention it, with Lord Tang’s foresight, action has likely already been taken, right?”

Pei Yan seemed to be well-aware of Tang Xuan’s movements over the past days.

”...” Tang Xuan remained silent.

”Is Lord Tang thinking that the illegitimate son has protection from a Martial Immortal Alliance expert, making a direct move inconvenient?” Pei Yan continued.

”I do have a plan; I wonder if Lord Tang would like to listen.”

”Please speak, Pei Blood Servant,” Tang Xuan was slightly moved.

”It’s actually simple, requiring Lord Tang to make some sacrifices.”

”That illegitimate son is investigating the Ministry of Industry’s Camp Repair Department’s corrupt practices involving Cui Ye, isn’t he? Lord Tang might as well release some evidence, luring them and the expert from the Martial Immortal Alliance to bite.”

”Using Cui Ye as bait?” Tang Xuan frowned.

”By the way, I need to remind Lord Tang that the illegitimate son indeed has protection from a Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm expert, so sending just a captain might lead to failure.”

Protection from a Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm expert?!

Tang Xuan’s heart sank.

Such an expert holds a prominent identity in Qin Capital City. How could an illegitimate son from a minor county have such protection?

”With Lord Tang’s abilities, inviting one or two Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm experts shouldn’t be problematic, right?”

”I heard that several elders from the Purple Cloud Sect have quite a close relationship with Lord Tang?”

Tang Xuan’s face quickly darkened upon hearing this.

The Purple Cloud Sect is a renowned martial sect in Qin, with three elders in the Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm, and they have a good relationship with him.