Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 67 - 66. Power, Part 2

Zhang Rongfang looked at the scene with shock in his heart.

Those three experts, at least of the sixth rank, were just killed by a shower of arrows during the raid.

Aside from the few experts who were ambushed and killed one-on-one at the start.

Later, when the soldiers got serious, the three could no longer cause much damage.

In the end, they managed to kill two Black Prison Army soldiers, and a few unlucky ordinary officials were killed by remote attacks.

And everything just ended...

’This is the elite soldiers of the Spirit Court...’

Three Sea Dragon experts of the sixth rank and above, one of them even had body technique that was no worse than his.

But these three used their lives to show him how powerless a martial artist is in front of the army.

Soon, each team withdrew, and the corpses were carried away by a few scavengers hired by the office.

Handling dead bodies was considered extremely inauspicious, so usually, this task was done by slave scavengers.

Zhang Rongfang followed the ninth team to leave and return to the prison department.

But the case has not yet been closed; although the culprit was found, the daughter of the richest man, Zhao Ying, has not yet been found.

A few days later.

Just after Zhang Rongfang accumulated some attribute points, the patrol department sent someone to escort a high-ranking criminal to be detained in the prison department, awaiting trial.

But strangely, this escorted high-ranking criminal has just been sitting there all along.

The promised trial never had any news.

Yet, the keen Zhang Rongfang faintly sensed that an opportunity had arrived.

August 24th, late night.

Outside the side door of the prison department.

A dark figure led out a tall man with disheveled hair, slowly walking out of the gate.

"Hurry up, don’t delay." The dark figure said in a deep voice.

The tall man with disheveled hair smiled.

He raised the shackles on his hands and shook them.

The dark figure quickly took out the keys and swiftly unlocked them for him.

"All done."

The shackles were removed, and the tall man stretched his hands.

"Where did you find those three scapegoats before? They acted quite well."

"Just three rebellious soldiers conspiring to revolt. We’ve already mastered their trail, and this time we used them to cover up. After all, dealing with the richest man, you’ve got to give some face." The dark figure smiled.

"One of the seventh rank, and two sixth ranks, that’s enough of a face. Anyway, Zhao the rich man has five daughters, one more or less is just a bargaining chip for exchanging interests." The tall man said no more.

The two chatted a few more words, treating the prison department as their own family’s doorstep.

Soon, a carriage came slowly.

The tall man bid farewell and boarded the carriage.

The carriage slowly drove out, down the midnight street, heading away.

It had just driven not far.

On the roadside, it happened to meet several people from the ninth team who had just completed their patrol duty outside.

Lin Qixiao led three team members with a cold expression, walking in front.

"Oh?" Inside the carriage, the tall man’s eyes lit up, fixing on Lin Qixiao.

"This one’s pretty good.... Ah Song, take this woman back with us, maybe we’ll get a promotion at the Sea Dragon King."

Inside the carriage, another burly man was entirely pitch black, except for his eyes showing a white glare.

"That’s the captain of the ninth team of the prison department, Tan Yang of the Lin family, connected to the Zhenyi Sect, with deep background. It’s best not to touch."

"What are we scared of? In this small place Tan Yang, just grab whoever you fancy, who would dare to obstruct?" The tall man was indifferent.

"Her father is a seventh-rank expert of the Zhenyi Sect." Ah Song said calmly.

Seventh rank, Zhenyi Sect, separately considered, the tall man wasn’t fearful.

After all, a seventh-rank expert equates to two sixth ranks. But adding the influence of the Zhenyi Sect, the second-largest sect of Great Spirit.

A seventh-rank expert within the Zhenyi Sect, combined with the Lin family’s influence, definitely holds a high position, and the power they can mobilize is considerable.

Once making a move against her, the impact might be even greater than the richest man’s daughter.

"Then forget it. It’s a pity for such a top-grade piece...."

The tall man took one last greedy look at Lin Qixiao, then turned around and said no more.

The carriage window slowly closed, heading far away.

Except he wished to leave, on the other side, Lin Qixiao noticed the earlier watching glances.

Especially the long-haired man at the carriage window, staring at her chest and waist with a probing gaze, made her furious.

She suddenly raised her hand, throwing a dart with a sharp motion.

The dart swooshed, hitting the rear of the carriage.

"Who’s in the carriage? Stop right now!"

"Young lady..." A middle-aged man concealed as an ordinary team member beside her slightly changed his expression, recognizing the subtle pattern on the side of the carriage.

He wanted to open his mouth to advise, but it was already too late.

Lin Qixiao had rushed out, swiftly catching up to the slow-moving carriage, directly blocking its path.

"Get out of the carriage!" Lin Qixiao drew the Purple Containment Saber, fiercely chopping off the wood frame linking the carriage to the horses.

The carriage suddenly halted, forced to stop.

The door opened, and the long-haired man, along with the black man Ah Song, jumped out together.

"Dear officer, why don’t we all just walk our own ways and not provoke each other, isn’t it better? Damaging our carriage would truly hurt the harmony..."

The long-haired man said with a mischievous smile.

"What were you looking at just now??" Lin Qixiao’s expression was icy, the Purple Containment Saber swooshed, pointing at them.

"I suspect you are involved in the recent Sea Dragon case! You! Come with me to the prison department now!"

"Officer... do speak with evidence..." These words made the two’s expressions slightly change.

"Evidence?? Bring you back and we’ll have it!" Lin Qixiao didn’t say more, the blade humming, decisively charged forward to slash at the long-haired man.

"Hahaha!" The long-haired man suddenly laughed, infuriated. "Ah Song, see, it wasn’t me who wanted to, she willingly couldn’t let us leave, insisting on running here herself."

He dodged from left to right, effortlessly avoiding all of Lin Qixiao’s blade moves.

Beside him, the black man Ah Song looked grim.

"Hurry up. Catch her and leave Tan Yang immediately."

"Alright!"

The long-haired man’s palms suddenly flushed dark red, quickly engorged, making his palms swell a small circle.

Bang.

In a flash, he swiftly struck the side of the Purple Containment Saber’s blade with his palms.

The blade, hit by tremendous force, flew out of his grip and fell to the ground.

Lin Qixiao’s wrist throbbed with pain, and fury arose on her face.

"Uncle Han, kill them for me!! If they die, I’ll take responsibility!!"

On Tan Yang’s turf, she couldn’t believe they couldn’t handle two nobodies!!

Before her words had even faded, a figure leapt out from behind Lin Qixiao.

The man, wielding a short blade with lightning speed, was the middle-aged man secretly protecting her.

In the blink of an eye, he engaged the long-haired man in several moves, forcing him back and leaving several wounds on his arm.

The speed and skill of both had surpassed the level of fourth rank, reaching the heights of the fifth rank.

"Help me!" the long-haired man shouted, flustered.

Ah Song, a Black man, reluctantly reached for the short blade.

With a clang, he astonishingly caught the short blade in his bare hand.

Under the moonlight, Ah Song’s hands gleamed with a faint silver-black color; they were a pair of incredibly thick metal gloves.

The two attacked together, immediately forcing Lin Qixiao and her companion into disarray.

At that moment, two other team members rushed forward, but before they got close, Ah Song struck each with a palm, knocking them to the ground.

These two team members practiced a common first-grade martial art; they were no match.

"Young Miss, retreat first!!" In the chaos, the middle-aged man wielding the blade urged hastily.

Lin Qixiao gritted her silver teeth, realizing the situation was dire. She quickly retreated, leaving to find reinforcements.

After exchanging another dozen moves.

"Forget it, let’s retreat for now." The long-haired man resolved to withdraw.

If this woman had no one guarding her, that would be fine, but now with at least a fifth-rank expert protecting her, not only could they not capture her, but it could also affect their subsequent plans.

"Fine." Ah Song had no desire to complicate matters.

The two, members of the Sea Dragon Palace’s Iron Overlords, had other important tasks to manage and couldn’t remain tangled with the locals.

Without delay, the pair retreated together, mounted their horses, released the wagon’s reins, and swiftly rode away with a whip to the horse’s rump.

The middle-aged man protecting Lin Qixiao did not pursue them, standing on the spot, he exhaled a long breath.

He recognized the two as Sea Dragon’s experts. He had wanted to advise the young miss not to engage them earlier.

Unfortunately, he was still a step too late.

However, just like before, they went through a scare but emerged unscathed.

People from Sea Dragon appeared to capture madly and recklessly but were actually aware of who they could and could not touch.

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On the late-night street.

Lin Qixiao held her fractured wrist, trying to take out a flint and tinder to light a signal tube, but after two attempts, she still failed.

She had to hurry towards the direction of the Department of Criminal Affairs.

How long had it been since she last got hurt...

The last time she was injured was during the capture of some desperate clan-killing murderers.

This time, she didn’t expect to encounter two suspicious street figures and have her saber forcibly knocked out of her hand.

Humiliation!!

Anger surged in Lin Qixiao’s heart.

"Just wait, once I find reinforcements, I’ll drag you two into the dungeon and skin you alive!!"

At night, besides the most bustling areas like the brothel and music house district, the rest of the places were silent.

Occasionally, a carriage rolled by slowly, usually carrying drunken revelers inside.

Halfway there, as she passed in front of a closed tavern.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear urgent footsteps from behind.

Turning her head to look.

A masked figure rushed towards her, the speed of the body technique far exceeding third rank!

"You!!?"

Before she could call out, the figure’s speed surged again.

Bang!!

The two exchanged a swift move.

With one hand, Lin Qixiao couldn’t defend and was struck square in the chest, her whole body felt suffocated and the pain was unbearable.

She retreated, trying to flee, but was shocked to see that somehow, the figure had already appeared behind her.

Bang!

Another dull thud echoed.

Lin Qixiao’s back of the head throbbed with pain, her consciousness was fading, and she collapsed to the ground.

Before losing consciousness, she hazily saw under the moonlight that the mask on the figure had a clear "Sea" character on it.

’Sea....Dragon....!’

She gritted her teeth but ultimately succumbed to unconsciousness.

Under the moonlight, Zhang Rongfang expressionlessly stomped hard on the fallen Lin Qixiao.

Cracking sounds echoed continuously.

Before long, Lin Qixiao’s arms and legs were completely broken.

Effortlessly, like snapping twigs.

After finishing, he bent over, grabbed Lin Qixiao by her collar, pressed on her neck to ensure she stayed unconscious, and dragged her toward the depths of the alley.

Only, his speed of dragging... was unusually slow.

Roughly two minutes later, he had covered just half of the ten-meter distance.

At this moment, a figure was rushing quickly from afar.

It was the middle-aged man wielding the blade, seeing Lin Qixiao being dragged unconscious, his qi and blood boiled immediately.

"Thief, how dare you!!"

He roared in anger, accelerating again, charging towards them.

Zhang Rongfang, startled by the shout, looked like a thief caught in the act, turned towards the direction of the voice, then dropped Lin Qixiao and ran.

His body technique was incredibly fast, and in an instant, he dashed into the alleyway, disappearing around the corner at the end.