Dominating Martial King
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394: Chapter 232 Noise Shakes Heluo (Subscribe Please)_3 394: Chapter 232 Noise Shakes Heluo (Subscribe Please)_3 This person sat upright in a Taishi Chair, his face cold and solemn, his presence commanding and fearsome.

“Scholar Wang, from now on, you shall no longer interfere with any matters of the East Hall at the East State Branch Building.

During Master Xie’s tenure over the East Hall, everything has been handled excellently.

Furthermore, in the future, you must consult your colleagues on any local East State matters and not act alone.

I hope that from now on, your East State Branch Building will work in unity, and when determining rankings, you must be extremely cautious and avoid personal bias.

An error like Chu Xisheng’s case should never happen again!”

The person addressed as “Master Xie” was naturally Xie Zhenqing.

Xie Zhenqing was currently the Vice Building Owner of the East State Martial Arts Tower and the East Hall Master.

However, her official position was a Fifth Grade Chief Scholar.

Wang Chaoyang’s face was ashen like iron.

He knew that with the Tower Master’s statement, his reputation in the East State Martial Arts Tower would be completely tarnished.

Xie Zhenqing would certainly increase her authority, at least sharing half of his power.

If she went further, she could even completely marginalize him.

Despite his extreme reluctance, Wang Chaoyang could only bow and agree, “Understood, sir.”

Prior to this, the Assistant Minister of Rites had already displayed storm-like fury, reprimanding him in front of all members of the East State Martial Arts Tower for half an hour.

If it weren’t for the fact that using projection magic from tens of thousands of miles away was prohibitively expensive, Wang Chaoyang estimated that the reprimand could have lasted half a day.

At this moment, Wang Chaoyang dared not defy the other’s wishes.

Xie Zhenqing couldn’t help but lift the corners of her lips.

She bowed deeply, hiding the joy on her face, “I will do my utmost, aiding Scholar Wang in his duties.”

She never expected that the argument about Chu Xisheng’s ranking a month ago with Wang Chaoyang would bring her such benefits.

Although that fool had humiliated her twice, she had also gained immensely from it, rising through the ranks.

It evened out.

The Assistant Minister of Rites nodded slightly, “Chu Xisheng defeated Mo Qilin, the ninth of Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers, a few days ago.

This event has already shaken the entire Heluo Martial World.

Our Martial Arts Tower can no longer suppress his ranking.

Otherwise, our reputation will suffer even more.

It is anticipated that next month, Chu Xisheng will enter the next issue of the Qingyun General List.

But his rank is yet undetermined, and you all need to cooperate well.”

Xie Zhenqing’s expression turned serious, “Understood!”

She wondered how her East State Martial Arts Tower could cooperate.

One must know that in the past thirty years, only two young heroes from East State had made it into the Qingyun General List, and one of them was the Dominating Martial King from the north.

Currently, the highest-ranked person from East State in Qingyun was still at least thirty places away from the Qingyun General List.

At that moment, a ‘Gold-plated Silver Feathered Pigeon’ with the Yu Jia Bloodline flew in like a streak of white light, intending to land on Xie Zhenqing’s shoulder.

Xie Zhenqing frowned slightly, thinking she was talking to her superior.

She waved her hand, making a shooing gesture, trying to make the Silver Feathered Pigeon wait outside.

But the Silver Feathered Pigeon refused to leave, circling around her persistently.

Xie Zhenqing’s mind tensed up.

Such ‘Gold-plated Silver Feathered Pigeons’ capable of flying twenty thousand miles a day were rare; her East State Branch Building only raised ten of them.

One of them was carried by her most trusted subordinates to track Chu Xisheng’s movements.

Under the current circumstances, it could only mean one thing.

Something extremely urgent had happened.

The Assistant Minister of Rites was very magnanimous, waving his hand, “It seems there’s something urgent, open it and see.”

Only then did Xie Zhenqing grasp the Gold-plated Silver Feathered Pigeon, extracting the letter from the tube tied to its foot.

After glancing at it, she was slightly stunned, then her face became tense, “Sir, half a day ago, one of our East State Black List Twelve, ‘Blood Drop’ Wang Sheng, was killed by Chu Xisheng.”

Everyone present was slightly taken aback.

Even the Assistant Minister of Rites was surprised, leaning forward slightly.

He didn’t know who ‘Blood Drop’ Wang Sheng was, not having even heard the name.

However, any of East State’s Black List Twelve’s strength couldn’t be below Fifth Grade.

Could Chu Xisheng, surpassing two ranks, have killed Wang Sheng?

Could this person be the reincarnation of Dominating Martial King Qin Muge?

In the past, Qin Muge had such feats of surpassing two ranks to fight strong enemies on the northern battlefield.

But that was because Qin Muge had cultivated the Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation to mastery and leveraged the battlefield’s hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers to elevate his Vengeful Blade Intent to the extreme.

Xie Zhenqing knew people had misunderstood, so she hurriedly explained, “It’s said that Wang Sheng had already been severely injured and was on the brink of death, pursued by the Police Pool of Blood.

But how badly he was injured, we are not sure.”

“Even so, it is impressive.”

The Assistant Minister of Rites shook his head, deeply moved, “Truly a young hero.

Henceforth, you all must give special attention to him, deploying elite forces to monitor closely.

His ranking must be determined accurately.”

Originally, a mere Seventh-Grade Martial Cultivator wouldn’t have caught his attention.

Even though this person was only fifteen years old and ranked among Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers, it was only enough to warrant a slight look.

However, this individual had been leveraged by the Tianji Pavilion to attack the reputation of the Martial Arts Tower, forcing the Assistant Minister of Rites to take particular notice.

About half an hour later, the Assistant Minister of Rites finally ended the projection.

Led by Xie Zhenqing, everyone saluted Wang Chaoyang and then dispersed.

Not only were they perfunctory in their salutes, but once they were out of the hall, they all murmured softly to each other.

“This Chu Shaohua is truly formidable.

Not only has he made a name in Heluo, but he even killed Blood Drop Wang Sheng.”

“Our Tower Master Wang also suffered unwarrantedly.

He merely wanted to use Chu Xisheng to suppress Master Xie but didn’t expect Chu Shaohua to be this powerful, defeating even Mo Qilin.”

“What kind of person is Mo Qilin?

He fought and won seventy-nine consecutive matches in the Heluo region.

Under sixteen years of age, he never encountered an opponent.

Such a master couldn’t withstand a single strike from Chu Xisheng.

It’s said that when the news returned to the Heluo Two States, business at all the taverns increased by thirty percent.

Many gamblers besieged our Discussion Martial Arts General Building for three days, accusing us of spreading false information and causing them to lose money.

In the end, it was the imperial guards who dispersed them.

No wonder the Assistant Minister was so enraged.”

“By the way, should we include Chu Xisheng in the East State Hero List?

He protected his friend into the capital, made a name in Heluo, and now has killed Wang Sheng.

He deserves the title of a hero.”

“Not appropriate!

To be listed as a hero, one must have Sixth-Grade cultivation.

Let’s wait and see.”

At this moment, Wang Chaoyang silently returned to his seat.

Although he couldn’t hear what the people outside were saying, from their perfunctory farewells, he knew they had already lost respect and fear for him as their Tower Master.

Wang Chaoyang’s face alternated between blue and white, then with a glint of kill intent in his eyes, he quickly wrote on a few sheets of rice paper.

His writing was completed in one go, taking less than fifteen minutes to finish an article.

Then Wang Chaoyang rang a bell, summoning a young ‘proofreader’ from outside the hall.

Wang Chaoyang directly tossed the article over, “Arrange this.

My article must be published in the next issue of ‘Martial God Machine: East State Chronicles,’ and preferably in ‘Martial God Machine: Divine Continent Records’ as well.”

The young ‘proofreader’ glanced at the rice paper in his hand, showing surprise, “Why praise Chu Xisheng, Tower Master?

This individual is truly detestable.”

He was not only Wang Chaoyang’s direct disciple but also a trusted follower brought to East State by Wang Chaoyang, and he harbored deep contempt for Chu Xisheng.

“You don’t understand.”

Wang Chaoyang sneered coldly, lifting his tea cup, a cold light flickering in his eyes, “Oftentimes, words can also kill, and now, I intend to put this boy to death.”