Dominating Martial King
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391: Chapter 231 Never Freeload (Please Subscribe)_3 391: Chapter 231 Never Freeload (Please Subscribe)_3 “Little Chu, you must pay attention to all the boats along the way and investigate any traces of Blood Drop Wang Sheng.”

Wang Sheng had committed numerous evils, wantonly murdering people and cultivating all kinds of evil dharma gates.

In the twenty-seven years since he started, he had stained his hands with the blood of over seventy-three thousand lives and committed numerous bloodbaths.

If Little Chu could help us, the Imperial Guard, to exterminate this evildoer, it would be a great achievement, and I would not hesitate to reward you handsomely!”

“Blood Drop Wang Sheng?”

Chu Xisheng opened a copy of “Martial Arts Discussion Divine Mechanism East Continent Records” he was carrying.

This Blood Drop Wang Sheng was indeed listed in it, ranking twelfth on the Black List, right behind Blood Wind Sword Li Daogui.

Given the crimes listed, this person indeed deserved the phrase ‘committed numerous evils’.

Robbery, murder, unrepentant evil, he had wiped out seventeen villages in Taishan County in a row just to extract blood poison from the blood energy of mortals to increase the power of his swordsmanship.

Chu Xisheng thought about how as a Vice Hundred Households of the Imperial Guard, not only had he been taking a salary for several months, but he had also taken quite a few elixirs to enhance his physique from inside the Imperial Guard.

It felt somewhat embarrassing.

He could not let others think he was just taking advantage and freeloading.

If he could encounter Blood Drop Wang Sheng, he wouldn’t mind trying to see if he could stop this evildoer.

This person’s Primordial Skill was at the Upper Fifth Grade, but he was currently severely injured, greatly reducing his combat power.

Chu Xisheng estimated that he was still no match for Wang Sheng.

However, he also had a Heluo Fish Zombie, and his companions Ji Qianqian and Ye Zhiqiu, both of whom were powerful experts.

Perhaps they could try to encircle and attempt to capture him, or at least intercept him and create a chance for the East State Royal Guard to surround and kill this evildoer.

Fortuitously, his “Supreme Divine Communication” had reached the Seventh Level, not only enhancing his Divine Thought sensing ability but also greatly strengthening his Five Senses of form, sound, smell, taste, and touch.

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What Chu Xisheng did not know was that just as he walked onto the deck of the ship, his eyes widening as he scanned the surface of the river like a searchlight.

Thirty miles away, atop a small mountain on the south bank of the Shenxiu River, Vice Captain of the Imperial Guard Du Honglian stood with her hands behind her back, gazing ahead at the river.

At that moment, a sorcerer about thirty years old next to her was forming a Dao Seal with his hands, his robe fluttering without wind.

His eyes appeared unfocused but were actually using the power of magic to gain insight into the distance.

“My Lord!

The ship carrying the Thousand Households Commander is coming this way, thirty miles from here, and they are moving fast.”

The eyes and brows of Du Honglian, Vice Captain of the Imperial Guard, instantly sharpened, perking up her spirit.

She turned around, looking back at a cage beside her.

The cage was about six feet squarish, its bars forged from Magic Artifact Level refined steel.

Inside, a blood-red figure was locked up.

This person’s entire body was a bloody mess, his hair also slick with blood and unevenly sticking to his face; the area around his mouth and nose looked as if it had been smashed with a heavy hammer, collapsing inward to reveal a massive bloody cavity, making it impossible to identify his features.

However, his body was extremely robust, his limbs bulging with muscles, yet restrained with black chains, making it impossible for him to move.

This man in the cage was uncontrollably furious, but due to his destroyed mouth and tongue, he could only desperately pull at the chains, emitting beast-like roars.

“Let him out!”

Du Honglian’s gaze turned profound: “The guest has already arrived; we need to send over the gift.”

The guards around the cage promptly unlocked and opened the door for the man inside.

At this moment, one of Du Honglian’s subordinates expressed some concern.

“Aren’t Blood Drop Wang Sheng’s injuries a bit too light?

The Thousand Households’s intention is to let Chu Xisheng kill him and achieve great merit.

But look at this guy; he still has the strength to roar at us!

If something goes wrong and Chu Xisheng fails to kill him, there could be trouble.”

Du Honglian thought for a moment and realized her subordinate made a valid point.

She did indeed want to use this Wang Sheng to test the extent of Chu Xisheng’s abilities.

However, she had to prioritize the bigger picture for now.

The current state of affairs required that he must establish merit and earn the qualification to cultivate from the sixth to the seventh level of “Nine Refinements Extreme Essence Purple Gold Body”; they could also use this as an excuse to give him some elixirs for body refinement.

Thus, Du Honglian slashed with her sword and severed the right arm of Blood Drop Wang Sheng from its cage.

“He got off too easily,” Du Honglian huffed.

“After this lad kills Wang Sheng, who knows how much his reputation in the East State will rise.”

In the Taishan County area of East State, Blood Drop Wang Sheng was notoriously murderous, a demon known for stopping children’s night cries.

The entire population and martial cultivators of Taishan County both hated and feared him.

Especially in the past two years, after Blood Drop Wang Sheng’s cultivation had reached the upper tier of Fifth Grade, his activities became increasingly frequent.

At this time, whoever killed Wang Sheng would make the people of the Taishan County area feel immensely grateful.

Just as Du Honglian finished speaking, the figure of Blood Drop Wang Sheng had already escaped from the iron cage.

The man had already been brain-damaged by the drugs fed to him by the Imperial Guard, leaving him with blurred consciousness, yet he instinctively avoided the river surface and fled southward.

But Du Honglian let out a cold laugh; with a raise of her hand, she fired a small bronze sword that, from fifty yards away, pierced through Wang Sheng’s left shoulder.

Wang Sheng immediately let out a painful shriek, and then, under the oppression of Du Honglian’s sword intent, he ran upstream along the river surface.

Wang Sheng’s movement technique was extremely fast, spanning ten miles along the river surface in an instant.

He wanted to shake off Du Honglian’s lock of sword intent and then flee to the banks.

Although Wang Sheng was confused and didn’t understand why Du Honglian and the others had captured him only to let him go, he instinctively knew that he must not act according to the Imperial Guard’s wishes.

After he had sped away for over twenty miles, he heard a clear, refreshing voice: “Eh?

You’re Blood Drop Wang Sheng, what a coincidence, to actually bump into you.”

Wang Sheng followed the voice and looked intently.

He then saw ahead a fast boat with twin sails rushing from upstream.

Standing on the foredeck of that boat was a youth in white.

The youth appeared about fifteen years old and looked frail.

His tall figure and nearly transparent, pale skin lacked any hint of blood color.

The youth’s features were elegant and graceful, and his narrow, phoenix eyes seemed to nonchalantly watch him.

Initially, Blood Drop Wang Sheng had no intention of dealing with this fellow; he only wanted to flee for his life.

However, for some reason, when Wang Sheng saw the youth, he suddenly felt a surge of a bloodthirsty impulse.

He violently stomped his foot and his whole body shot upward like a launched crossbow, flying towards the bow of the boat.

And the youth standing at the bow of the twin-sail fast boat was none other than Chu Xisheng.

Seeing this, Chu Xisheng’s eyebrows lifted slightly, a hint of coldness appearing in his eyes.

The next instant, precisely ten Heluo Fish zombies’ tentacles emerged from below the water’s surface, some intercepting, some pulling.

Even though Wang Sheng was severely injured, his combat effectiveness was astonishing; he directly shattered six of the tentacles with his left hand.

However, the remaining four firmly grasped his legs and waist, entangling him!

On the boat, Chu Xisheng then drew his sword.

Extreme Move: Trace of Wind.

His form was like a fleeting shadow, chasing the light, and his swordsmanship was like a breeze blowing across the river, marking Blood Drop Wang Sheng’s neck with a “trace” of blood.

Chu Xisheng then decapitated Blood Drop Wang Sheng with one stroke of his sword, followed by wildly hacking with his long blade, turning Wang Sheng’s head and upper body into shreds.

These Fifth Grade martial cultivators had extremely strong survival capabilities; even fatal injuries like decapitation could no longer truly lead to their deaths.

As for proving one’s identity, it was quite simple.

One only needed to bring back Wang Sheng’s flesh and blood, and the Imperial Guard could use the characteristics of this person’s blood and flesh to identify his cultivation techniques and identity.

When Chu Xisheng sheathed his sword, his mood was exceedingly good.

With this, he could stand tall before Cao Xuan.

He, as the Vice Hundred Households of the Imperial Guard, was not one to be trifled with; his merits were substantial!