Dominating Martial King
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(Please Subscribe)_3 His face showed utter confusion, and he blinked several times, shock apparent: “Spies and traitors?

Are you referring to the brothers who recently joined my West Mountain Hall?”

“Stop playing dumb with me,” Jian Cangfeng smirked with a teasing look in his eyes, “Do you think I’m unaware?

You, the West Mountain Hall Master, are also Vice Hundred Households of the Police Pool of Blood.”

The little guy in front of him was quite interesting.

Holding the dual roles of West Mountain Hall Master and Vice Hundred Households of the Police Pool of Blood, he teamed up with the remnant of the Divine Strategy Camp to rescue prisoners from the chaotic Police Pool of Blood jail on that very night.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu’s red lips parted in surprise, disbelievingly staring at Chu Xisheng.

This guy was actually the Vice Hundred Households of the Police Pool of Blood?

Chu Xisheng’s face reddened slightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

His heart was also in turmoil.

Had his identity within the Police Pool of Blood been exposed?

However, listening to Jian Cangfeng’s tone, it seemed he didn’t mind the fact too much.

“Don’t worry!” Jian Cangfeng saw what was on his mind and shook his head slightly, “Little Chu, you were forced to join the Police Pool of Blood by Thousand Households Cao Xuan after that tumult at the Library.

The origin of this matter is with the Police Pool of Blood; you’ve done no wrong.

The wrong one is that bastard Cao Xuan, who actually wanted to harm the talent and treasure of our sect.

But considering that the identity of the Police Pool of Blood benefits you, I will not hold it against him for the time being.”

He thought it best to clarify the situation sooner rather than later, lest Chu Xisheng gets too deeply entangled with the Police Pool of Blood.

The Sect was the foundation; the Police Pool of Blood was just a job for earning money to support a family.

More than a thousand disciples from both the Inner and Outer Sect of the Formless Divine Sect also served in the Police Pool of Blood, yet they always relied on the Formless Divine Sect.

Chu Xisheng relaxed, then with puzzlement he asked, “Special Envoy Jian, you already knew their identities?

But why didn’t you expel them from the martial arts academy, and pay them no mind?”

If this person had kicked those people out of the Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall earlier, he wouldn’t be having such a headache now.

Jian Cangfeng laughed dryly, “Having been at Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall for so long, if I couldn’t even identify their backgrounds, wouldn’t that be incompetent?

Your West Mountain Hall, including Lu Luanyi, counts nineteen in total, with impressive roots.

Among them, twelve are Ninth Grade, seven are Eighth Rank, but in reality, all have the cultivation of Seventh Rank or even higher.”

“I know their situations like the back of my hand.

However, Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall is a place for teaching Martial Arts; as long as the fee is paid, one can learn Martial Arts there.

They have paid their dues fully, and as long as they don’t blatantly violate the academy’s rules, it’s not right for me to expel them directly.”

The truth was, these people were easy to control.

Now all their movements were under his watchful eye.

To actually expel these traitors from the Martial Arts Academy and let the powers behind them send a new batch of people would make the situation more complicated.

Jian Cangfeng would have to spend much more energy to identify them one by one.

Moreover, several of them, headed by Lu Luanyi, had excellent potential for Martial Arts.

Their talents were even coveted by the main mountain of the Divine Sect.

Indeed, these people were spies that infiltrated Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall, but in the future, the Divine Sect might yet win over their hearts.

They live in the Formless Divine Sect, grow up in the Formless Divine Sect, all their relatives, friends, and social connections are within the Formless Divine Sect!

Even the cultivation techniques they practiced, their future prospects, were also within the Formless Divine Sect!

Where these disciples’ hearts will eventually lie is still an undecided matter.

Mighty Formless, all-embracing!

That was the spirit of their First Grade Divine Sect.

If they really couldn’t be tamed, it wouldn’t be too late to prune them then.

Chu Xisheng was secretly startled and thought, Special Envoy Jian indeed had incredible discernment.

Good gracious!

He originally thought there were only thirteen snitches that joined West Mountain Hall, but it turned out to be as many as nineteen!

There were only a little over eighty in the West Mountain Hall who originated from Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall, and these snitches made up a quarter.

There were also four whose identities had not yet been grasped.

At the same time, he also began to feel sympathy for Lu Luanti.

This girl had a high opinion of herself but did not realize that her identity as a traitor was also exposed.

He had an epiphany and then answered truthfully, “I’m not too sure myself, but ever since Luanyi, Xiang Kui, and Wang Zheng joined my West Mountain Hall, people have been flocking to us.

They probably think that our Tangkou has some clues about the Rebellious God Flag.”

Upon hearing this, Jian Cangfeng was taken aback.

After careful consideration for a moment, he gradually understood.

The people in the back had been led there by Lu Luanti and the others.

A sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on his plump, white face: “I see!

This bunch of fools really are quite something.”

Chu Xisheng, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but feel helpless.

These snitches were indeed foolish, but they had the fool’s luck.

The flagpole of the Rebellious God Flag was indeed hidden within the West Mountain Hall.

He then cupped his fists in salute: “If the three teachers have no other matters, please allow this disciple to take his leave.

There is an urgent matter I must attend to as soon as possible back in West Mountain.”

Jian Cangfeng, who had already noticed the anxious look between Chu Xisheng’s brows, said knowingly, “Is it about the Zuo Family?

Then you must be careful.

Their situation is not looking good.

Go ahead.”

Chu Xisheng thought to himself that this Sword Inspection Envoy was truly inscrutable.

These words from him only made his mood sink even further.

He cupped his fists towards Jian Cangfeng and then spurred his horse to gallop rapidly toward West Mountain.

Just as he spurred his horse and dashed out ten zhang, Jian Cangfeng spoke up again, calling out loudly, “Little Chu, the recent struggle between you, the Xiushui Sheen Family, and the Shangguan Family has been fierce.

Such Jianghu grievances are not easy for the Sect to intervene in.

However, if there comes a day when you encounter a situation you cannot handle, you can take refuge in the Martial Arts Hall.

Once you’ve entered the Martial Arts Hall, on the lands of Xiushui County, no one will be able to touch a hair on your head!”

Hearing this, Chu Xisheng was stunned, then cupped his fists in gratitude towards Jian Cangfeng.

After Chu Xisheng rode away, Ye Zhiqiu looked at the Zong Lingshu with some doubt.

“Senior Brother Zong, you have already identified Xisheng’s Bloodline Talent.

Why did you still take a drop of his essence blood?”

Upon hearing this, Jian Cangfeng also glanced at Zong Lingshu with inquisition.

He was also puzzled: “Special Envoy Zong, isn’t Little Chu’s talent still a little short?

What is your purpose in taking his essence blood?”

Zong Lingshu, however, had a grave expression and raised the Jade Plate in his hand.

“The talent of this child is not yet confirmed.

Look carefully at the runes of the eighth and ninth circles.”

Jian Cangfeng and Ye Zhiqiu both looked intently at the Jade Plate again.

In a split second, their pupils contracted, and their expressions became solemn.

The runes of both the eighth and ninth circles were flickering with a bit of fluorescence.

This fluorescence was minute, hardly noticeable if one didn’t pay close attention.

“The runes of both the eighth and ninth circles are glowing,” said Ye Zhiqiu after a brief moment of shock, then turned to look in the direction where Chu Xisheng had departed.

“Could it be that Little Chu is the one the ‘Blood Revenge Blade’ has responded to?”

She was overwhelmed with emotion.

Although Ye Zhiqiu was only an Outer Disciple, she understood the importance of the ‘Divine Intent Touch Death Blade’ to the Sect.

“It is not yet certain,” Zong Lingshu shook his head, his face showing confusion.

“This situation is too peculiar, glowing slightly yet not fully, baffling to the mind.

Even the creator of this Magic Artifact might not understand the situation.”

He then looked at the Jade Bottle in his hand: “To find out the truth, we must send this drop of essence blood to the Formless Divine Sect for careful identification.

However, this Master Chu of Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall must be closely monitored.”

The expression on Jian Cangfeng’s face was grave.

He and Lei Yuan had already been taking Chu Xisheng very seriously.

But it now seemed that the extent of their regard was still not enough.