Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

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The person who suddenly broke into the Wang City Government Office from outside was a middle-aged man with an average build, clad in blue armor and with a stern face.

This man's cultivation had also reached the early levels of the fifth realm, but he only managed to block a dozen or so strikes from Blood Blade Ji before feeling somewhat overwhelmed.

Both were striking with extreme speed, exchanging dozens of blows in the blink of an eye in midair.

However, the twin swords in the hands of the stern-faced middle-aged man were already pressed five feet in front of him by Blood Blade Ji, relegating him to a purely defensive stance.

His eyes were filled with astonishment!

How could this Blood Blade Ji be so strong? She was even more powerful than when he witnessed her grand battle with Prefectural Governor Li Changguo earlier that afternoon.

It seemed she had already advanced to the late stages of the fourth realm; no wonder that leader of the Iron Assassin Hall was gruesomely slaughtered by this demoness!

While he was struggling to hold her off, he bellowed, "Lord Lin, I am the Assistant Censor-In-Chief Zhang Zhili from the Office of Imperial Censors, and certainly no evildoer! Please have your guardian demon cease its attack at once, sir, as I have urgent matters to discuss with you! We are colleagues serving the same court, so there's no need for this, no need for this at all!"

He was an Assistant Censor-In-Chief, ranked below only the fifth grade, far higher than Lin Rui, but out of sheer urgency, he blurted out the term 'your subordinate'.

Upon hearing this, Lin Rui merely smirked coldly, too indifferent to respond.

So the Office of Imperial Censors actually had experts lurking outside the government office spying on them? And it was none other than the Assistant Censor-In-Chief, a master of the fifth realm!

This was utterly detestable!

These people clearly had the power to help Wang City repel the assassins from Iron Assassin Hall, yet they turned a blind eye to the attack aimed at him, standing idly by. What were they thinking? What was their intent?

"All Imperial Dragons, heed my command!"

Lin Rui, with his hands clasped behind his back, cast a cold glance at the constables from the Office of Imperial Censors in the courtyard, "Disarm these men and throw them into prison along with Dou Ming. Should they resist, they will be dealt with as accomplices of the Heavenly Demon and executed without mercy!"

By this time, there were only 17 members left in the Imperial Dragons within the city, some of whom were injured.

However, upon hearing the order, they didn't hesitate to surround the men from the Office of Imperial Censors.

Fury burned in their eyes. They had heard the words spoken by the Chief Clerk Wen Tailai and seen Dou Ming's reaction, and with the sudden appearance of Assistant Censor-In-Chief Zhang Zhili, how could they not understand the situation?

These people had spoken of camaraderie while seeking shelter, yet when their two brothers were slain by the men in black, these individuals remained silent, hiding inside the jail and watching them struggle against the assassins.

This had already stirred their dissatisfaction. Was this their so-called camaraderie and brotherhood?

The constables, on the other hand, appeared lost and confused.

Acknowledging their own guilt and instinctively realizing that resisting was the worst option, they understood that even fleeing would be improper, as they could easily be accused of evading justice by the defense officer who was so quick to slander.

Yet, they were unwilling to be captured without a fight, apprehensive about falling into the hands of the agents from the Imperial City Division.

It was at this moment that Ji Xueying's body suddenly erupted in a sky-high torrent of blood flames, spreading a vast and domineering aura of blade intent, which expanded in all directions for over 60 yards. This caused the constables' movements to halt, their minds momentarily suppressed, rendering them helplessly immobile.

Assistant Censor-In-Chief Zhang Zhili was struck fiercely by one of Ji Xueying's blows, his body crashing onto the street outside like a falling star, sending up clouds of dust and debris.

In fact, when Ji Xueying made that strike, Zhang Zhili's dual swords were completely scattered, defenseless against her blow and nearly being sliced open.

However, at this critical moment, another figure burst forth from the night sky.

He too was clad in blue armor, not even 30 years old, swinging a pair of iron maces, with a handsome and robust appearance.

He charged in like a fierce tiger, swinging forcefully at Blood Blade Ji, which allowed Zhang Zhili a sliver of survival. He caught Ji Xueying's blade at the very last moment.

But after a few hits, the young man actively retreated, shouting loudly, "Lord Lin, I am Assistant Censor-In-Chief Wang Tiandong from the Office of Imperial Censors, here to investigate an 'Outworld Heavenly Demon Case'!

Please order your guardian demon to cease! The events of today were our fault, and the Office of Imperial Censors will certainly provide you with a satisfactory explanation!"

This younger man's strength was even greater than Assistant Censor-In-Chief Zhang Zhili's, successfully withstanding several of Ji Xueying's strikes and managing to retreat. He stood shoulder to shoulder with the regrouped Zhang Zhili, ready to fight together.

Lin Rui looked up at Assistant Censor-In-Chief Wang Tiandong and then waved his sleeve, saying, "Ying'er, come back!"

By then, the constables had been subdued. Your next journey awaits at empire

The remaining Imperial Dragons took advantage of their brief paralysis under the suppression of the blade intent, quickly knocking them to the ground or rendering them unconscious.

These constables carried many Soul-Stabilizing Nails and iron ropes on them, which the Imperial Dragons used to bind and immobilize them efficiently.

The two Assistant Censor-In-Chiefs outside were more troublesome, as they could not be subdued immediately.

The critical issue was that he had an important matter to attend to and had no time to tangle with these people from the Office of Imperial Censors.

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The opportunity was rare, and he could fulfill Zhuang Mingyue's entrusted mission.

"You all, send these people into the jail and make sure they are locked up properly, then come out quickly, I have more instructions for you."

Lin Rui turned his head to the scribe Wen Tailai, "The merchant Yuan Ji colluded with an outside Heavenly Demon intending to assassinate our defense commander. I need someone to find the Prefectural Governor and borrow 500 soldiers from him to search Yuan Ji's residence, his business, and all his ships. I'm not sure if you, Scribe Wen, would dare to take on this mission?"

The task was still quite dangerous, as there was a possibility of being attacked by the Blood Blade Hall and Yuan Ji's people.

Lin Rui did not wish for Wang Sen to take this risk.

Upon hearing this, Scribe Wen Tailai did not hesitate, his face turning serious, "This official will go at once!"

He knew this was his last chance to atone for his mistakes and regain favor from the defense commander, so his actions were exceedingly swift.

Wen Tailai's movements were light, and after a few leaps, he reached the stables, led out the fastest Iron Scale Horse, and galloped out of the gate.

However, Wang Sen was shocked and pondered, Could it be that Rui is considering this option?

Yet, if it was just to search Yuan Ji's residence and commercial ships, it seems there would be no need for so many soldiers. Brother Rui must have other plans in mind.

He then looked towards the direction of the jail, "Twelfth Brother, so we don't need to deal with these people anymore?"

"Don't bother with them, let them fend for themselves."

Lin Rui let out a cold sneer, "If they have the guts, let them leave now!"

If they left, he would be even more pleased, exactly what he wished for.

He then remembered something, "Right, the sword used by that person just now seemed to be a high-tier water-element fifth-realm sword. You take it and use it for now, or trade it for something more suitable if you'd like."

It was a pity that his Blood Blade Ji's strikes were too ruthless, nearly slicing that fifth-realm Martial Cultivator to pieces, and none of the several Magic Artifacts on his body were left intact, except for that sword. However, those assassins did leave quite a few Magic Artifacts and weapons behind, which could be exchanged for money.

These people were unlike the destitute demon cultivators raised by Zhu Lingshi of the Silver Moon County; their possessions were quite substantial, and the quality of their Magic Artifacts was decent.

Wang Sen heard this and smiled bitterly, but unceremoniously nodded.

The sword wasn't quite suitable for him. Wang Sen had already planned to exchange the sword for a Shield that suited his style, to continue fortifying his defensive capabilities and restraint power.

At the same moment, outside the Wang City Government Office, Han Kedao and Li Li, who were hiding in the dark and peering into the government office, exchanged glances.

From each other's eyes, they both saw a hint of fear mixed with relief.

It turned out that the people from the Circuit Intendant's office really set an ambush nearby, and even Wang Tiandong had come—this person was close to reaching the King level in his bloodline, reportedly almost there.

Luckily, they hadn't rashly attempted a rescue. If their group had charged into that prison, they would have all been trapped by the ambush, and none would have escaped.

At this moment, not far away in a residence, Yuan Ji awoke with a throbbing pain in his head.

Just now, he had cast a spell from afar, attempting to control Ji Xueying's dreams with an Illusion Technique and failed, as Ji Xueying had destroyed his Primordial Spirit with a slash.

He should have died instantly, but because Yuan Ji had obtained a peculiar treasure years ago, a moment after his Primordial Spirit was destroyed, he was able to reassemble some fragments of his soul.

"This is bad! Very bad!"

Yuan Ji's hand trembled as he pulled out a red pill bottle from his sleeve, poured all the pills into his mouth, and then, while enduring the intense pain, began to think.

If he were Lin Twelve, he would undoubtedly use this as an excuse to make trouble.

Thus, his business and ships at Jinggang's docks were now in danger.

No! He might even link this assassination case to an outside Heavenly Demon, and then escalate the situation indefinitely, crushing all his contacts and influence.

They had imitated an outside Heavenly Demon's operation because they were confident of their absolute control, but now that the operation had failed, they had given their enemy a handle to use against them.

Lin Twelve's blade might very well be pointed next at the "Jinggang Maritime Trade Office".

Ever since the bloodbath at the imperial capital's Wang City, under the instructions of Prince Han and using demon prevention as a pretext, the eunuch supervisors of Jinggang Maritime Trade Office had detained over two hundred merchant ships associated with the Sand State Defense Commander!

The appointment of Lin Twelve as the head of Wang City by the Sand State Defense Commander was a move directed against them! And now, he had unknowingly provided Lin Twelve with the perfect excuse.

Therefore, he must hurry back to Jinggang, to get there before Lin Twelve and prepare to respond!

After taking the pills, Yuan Ji clenched his teeth and struggled to stand, stumbling towards Jinggang.

He must not ruin Prince Han's grand plans, and he must not allow those more than two hundred merchant ships to depart!