52车

Recently, he had killed more than ten descendants of aristocratic families. This was the first Sumeru Pouch.

Han Zhao was about to circulate his true qi to open the Sumeru Pouch to check when he suddenly stopped and stood up to look at the dense forest behind him.

A handsome young man in white walked out.

He looked to be in his early twenties. A jade-colored Sumeru Pouch hung from his waist.

“Very strong!” Han Zhao was shocked.

With just the powerful hearing brought about by his true qi, he could feel the other party’s blood qi surging as if it was heating up in a furnace.

[Perfected One Qi Grandmaster. He cultivates both internally and externally. His true qi and Internal Force fused into his heart with the fire of one of the five elements. He’s powerful and doesn’t have any ill intentions towards you.] At this moment, the system notification appeared in Han Zhao’s vision.

“Brother, don’t be nervous. My name is Qi Xuanming. I’m a Silver Guard of the Spirit Guardians. I’m ordered to pursue and kill the descendants of the Chu

Country’s aristocratic families who are causing trouble in Yuan Chang County.

The few people you killed just now are one of my targets.”

Seeing Han Zhao’s guarded expression, Qi Xuanming smiled kindly.

“So it’s Brother Qi. I’m Ye Xiaochai.” Han Zhao cupped his fists and returned the greeting, recalling what had happened in the simulation.

However, the simulation did not show that Qi Xuanming was so powerful.

Qi? Could it be…’

The Qi family was one of the Five Great Surnames that Ji Baiwei mentioned. Although this ‘Qi’ might not be the other party, based on the other party’s age, such a young One Qi Grandmaster must be from a large faction.

“Brother Ye is indeed skilled. I saw you draw your saber and you seem to have already comprehended saber intent. It’s really admirable that you can have such saber technique attainments at your age. I wonder which sect Brother Ye is from?” Qi Xuanming asked.

He didn’t expect to meet a saber expert like Ye Xiaochai in such a small place. More importantly, the other party was about the same age as him.

Furthermore, he had never heard of any Ye family clan in Yuan Chang County. “I don’t belong to any sect. I just happened to meet an old man with a severed arm who taught me saber techniques for a few years.”

Han Zhao started to make things up.

Upon hearing that the other party was sectless, Qi Xuanming’s eyes lit up and he immediately said,

“Brother Ye, if you’re interested, why don’t you join the Spirit Guardian and work for the Imperial Court? Now that the martial arts are in decline and the inheritance has been severed, most of the profound martial arts are put aside by the aristocratic families. If you join the Spirit Guardians, you’ll have a chance to read the divine techniques and sacred books of the Qi and Cao families. Your future will be limitless.”

“This… I’m used to being unrestrained. I’m afraid…” Han Zhao pretended to hesitate.

In the simulation, the other party invited him to join the secret guards, not the Spirit Guardians. He didn’t want to be restrained at all times.

“Brother Ye, don’t worry. The Spirit Guardians still have a subordinate organization called the ‘secret guards’. If you join them, you won’t be restrained at all.”

Qi Xuanming smiled.

“You have the freedom to accept secret guards’ missions and can also use the powerful intelligence system of the Spirit Guardians. As long as you have enough merit points, you can exchange for anything inside. Think about it?”

“Then… Han Zhao felt that the other party was a little too enthusiastic, but he didn’t seem to have any ill intentions. After pondering for a moment, he nodded. “Alright, I’m willing to join the secret guards.”

“I knew Brother Ye was a smart person.” Qi Xuanming smiled. He took out a palm-sized black token from his Sumeru Pouch and threw it over.

Han Zhao caught the token and saw the word “secret” written on the front. The back was as smooth as a mirror.

“Brother Ye, this is the token of the secret guards. Just write your name on the wordless side with true qi or Internal Force.” Qi Xuanming explained. “Okay.” Han Zhao used his Internal Force to write the words “Ye Xiaochai” on the back.

“By the way, Brother Ye, the branches of the secret guards and Spirit Guardians are all in the center of the prefecture capital. If you accept or hand over important missions, you have to go to the headquarters personally.

“Of course, if you don’t want to reveal your identity, you can disguise yourself or exchange for the Aura Concealing Mask to go. Also…

Qi Xuanming explained some rules among secret guards and Spirit Guardians to Han Zhao.

“Thank you for clearing my doubts, Brother Qi. We’ll meet again if fate allows it. I’ll take my leave first.” Han Zhao cupped his fists and bowed, putting away the treasures he had obtained from the three descendants of the aristocratic families.

“See you again.” Qi Xuanming smiled and watched Han Zhao leave.

After Han Zhao’s aura completely disappeared, Qi Xuanming patted the

Sumeru Pouch at his waist and took out a bronze mirror that was a foot wide.

He bit his finger and smeared the blood on the mirror before injecting true qi and Internal Force.

About ten breaths later, a dignified man in his thirties appeared in the bronze mirror.

“Eldest Senior Brother! Qi Xuanming said respectfully.

“Xuanming, what happened? Why did you use the Thousand Mile Projection to call me?” The man in the mirror asked curiously.

“Eldest Senior Brother, I was chasing after the descendants of aristocratic families who had fled to the Chu Country and caused trouble in the Cloud

Prefecture under the prefecture capital. In the end, I met a young man called Ye Xiaochai. He looked to be about twenty years old, but he had already comprehended saber intent!

Qi Xuanming explained.

When the man in the mirror heard this, he nodded slightly and said, “Saber intent?! That’s quite rare.”

“The key is that he’s a pure martial artist. According to him, his saber technique was learned from a one-armed old man. I don’t know if this is true, but I can conclude that this person doesn’t belong to any aristocratic family.” Qi Xuanming continued, “Moreover, this person is the same as Eldest Senior Brother. I can’t see through him with my Qi Observation Technique.”

“What do you think?” The man in the mirror frowned.

“In the sword competition in the East Victory Continent, our Heavenly Saint Sect’s martial artist lineage is at a disadvantage. If this person can rise, he might be a great help in breaking the situation,” Qi Xuanming said seriously.

“Does he have the potential to cultivate the ‘Heavenly Saber Slaughter Divine Scripture?” The man in the mirror’s expression turned solemn.

Qi Xuanming pondered and said, “Let’s give it a try. What if he succeeds? The Heavenly Saber Slaughter Divine Scripture combined with the Mystic Heaven Spirit Slaying Sword Technique we cultivate can defeat a Weapon Master! Perhaps we can break through the encirclement of the aristocratic families in the Qian Heaven Palace and obtain a chance of survival.”

“Yes.” The man in the mirror smiled and nodded in agreement. Then, he changed the topic. “There are still 16 years to prepare. Do you have the confidence to become a Saint?”

“This concerns the Great Dao of Divine Power. If I don’t succeed, I’ll die!” Qi Xuanming’s eyes were like lightning, flickering with golden light.

“How ambitious.”

The man in the mirror smiled and took the initiative to cut off the connection.

Qi Xuanming’s face turned pale. The Thousand Mile Projection was a huge drain on him.

He had looked for many people, but Ye Xiaochai was the only one who had comprehended saber intent at the age of 20 and didn’t belong to any aristocratic family.

This world was huge and could contain all things.

This world was also very small. The aristocratic family could not tolerate pure martial artists entering the Divine Power Realm again.

“I have a feeling that we’ll become the same kind of people sooner or later.” Qi Xuanming muttered softly..