37. Dao Ling, Wang Daru?

He Chen allocated all of his remaining 2500 kill points to the Gentleman's Blade, which is now at level 276, making it sturdy and sharp.

Suddenly, a faint, pleasant voice seemed to come from the blade: "Master, I am the spirit of the blade. The precious blade is now alive and can fight on its own!"

Listen carefully; the sword spirit is simple-minded. After exchanging words with the sword spirit, sheath your sword.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that my Cloud Wind Steps had become even faster and farther, covering three thousand feet in a single stride! My body was as strong as steel, and I was also protected by the Divine Bell Shield; otherwise, my body would have been torn apart by the rapid movement!

At this moment, Bi Yunyan brought over a plate of fruit, a rare treat in this border region! After eating one of the fruits that was fed to her, Gui San and his subordinates arrived outside the hall carrying several boxes.

"My lord, some valuables have been packed up," Gui San said as he entered after knocking on the door. He glanced at the alluring Bi Yunyan beside him but didn't look at her again.

'Open it and take a look,'

"Yes, sir."

Gui San opened the box. The first one was full of ginseng, including several that were over a hundred years old. Not bad!

The second box contains property deeds, land deeds, etc.

The third is the basic internal cultivation method, the White Tiger Sword Technique, and internal cultivation methods such as the Frost Heart Technique and the Martial Arts Internal Cultivation Method! The rest are all gold and silver items!

He Chen looked around for a while, then selected several pretty headdresses, some shaped like orchids, some like landscapes, and one adorned with a swallow. He gave one of these to Bi Yunyan, who accepted it gracefully.

Then he said, 'For all property deeds, the rental income should generally be 30%, not exceeding 40%. Keep the ginseng, and try to exchange the gold and silver for pills and spiritual fruits. Choose one of these cultivation techniques,' and then said to the cultivation technique.

Gui San stepped forward and bowed in gratitude, "Thank you, sir. I choose the White Tiger Heart Sutra."

He Chen nodded and said, "Alright, take the cultivation manual and learn it slowly. Return it after you've finished. Also, regarding the mine that the Flying Eagle Gang and the Fierce Tiger Gang were jointly mining, I've cleared it completely. Don't mine there anymore for now. As for the border region, you know, there are rumors that it's completely outside the county's jurisdiction. Keep an eye on that and investigate. Never mind, I'll ask about that. You should focus on your cultivation and don't neglect collecting resources, ginseng, and elixirs."

Gui San replied, "Please rest assured, sir, I will do my utmost to handle this matter."

He Chen nodded, handed the exchanged Cloud Piercing Arrow to Gui San, and said calmly,

"Take this. If you encounter insurmountable danger, simply crush it. Since you are my subordinate, your life and death are naturally in my hands. No one else can do that!"

Gui San accepted the Cloud-Piercing Arrow. It was like ice, yet not quite; it was cool to the touch and had a calming effect. Although his life was in danger, having this item couldn't be a bad thing. He quickly thanked it, waited a moment, and seeing no further instructions, turned and left.

He Chen had dealt with the matter in Huangtu County, and he knew that the trouble had only just begun. It was just that things had happened so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard. Once they came to their senses, all sorts of countermeasures would probably come. But no matter how many methods they used, the real test would come when the time came!

Bi Yunyan gently massaged her shoulders from behind to relax them, and said softly.

"Your Excellency possesses unparalleled martial prowess, and these petty scoundrels are utterly cowardly and afraid of death; they dare not oppose you."

He Chen smiled slightly and said nothing, thinking to himself, 'If the benefits are enough, they'd even dare to rebel, let alone someone as insignificant as me.'

With a flick of her wrist, a fragrant breeze enveloped her, and an hour later! She slept soundly and deeply!

Gently pulling the blanket up, she quietly opened the door and left. At this moment, the sky outside had just begun to darken. She took out a hundred-year-old ginseng from her Qiankun bag and prepared it. After thinking for a moment, she took out some yellow and white substances and wrapped them up.

He quickly prepared to leave, sword slung over his shoulder. A guard at the door came out and respectfully asked, "Sir, is there anything you require?"

'Nothing much, just taking a walk around! No need to follow.'

He Chen followed his memories to the school. The teacher's previous teachings were still vivid in his mind. The school was small and not run by the government, but by a single teacher. Standing outside the door, he felt a different sensation. The teacher seemed to be a man with a story. The vast and mighty aura within him would probably terrify even gods and ghosts. He wondered if he had it before or if it had come later, and he didn't want to ask.

This visit is merely to express my gratitude; as for other matters, Confucianism has always been a taboo. There are too many who would offer themselves up as coal, willing to perish together with others—they are not to be trifled with!

Moreover, the swords in the courtyard moved with a restrained yet powerful force, seemingly imbued with a gust of wind. I once heard Master Wang say that the Confucian sword style, though fundamental, consists of five swords, three of which rise like wind. If one perfects these five swords, one can comprehend the ultimate technique, Thousand Peaks Sword Shadow. This ultimate technique is hidden within the basic five swords, which is what makes it so terrifying. Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism all emphasize enlightenment. With a sudden enlightenment, the five swords are perfected, and a thousand swords are unleashed simultaneously, capable of slaying both demons and humans!

Wait patiently outside the door until the sword sounds inside cease. Neither a sixth-tier scholar nor a seventh-tier gentleman should linger here. This place is desolate, but a gentleman with a pure heart may find it difficult to remain here!

There was silence inside, then a voice reached my ears, "Guests are welcome, please come in!"

He Chen gently pushed the door open and entered. Mr. Wang stood alone with his hands behind his back, dressed in patched clothes. If he hadn't just heard Mr. Wang wielding a sword, he would still think he was just a simple scholar.

He bowed deeply and said, "Student He Chen greets you, sir." He then placed the gift on the table, not bothering to mention its contents.

"He Chen, you've changed so much!" Mr. Wang said after looking him over carefully.

"My father has passed away suddenly, a terrible misfortune. Please forgive me, sir, for I have failed you in your guidance." He Chen said simply, as if bidding farewell to a scholar.

From now on, a virtuous person will uphold justice with a sword, not bound by worldly constraints, but following only the path in their heart.

Then, before bowing in thanks and taking his leave, he said, "Sir, I'm sure what happened last night couldn't have escaped your notice. However, since I've already taken the knife, I should act according to my conscience. From now on, if you need anything, please let me know. If it suits your needs, I will certainly not refuse."

Mr. Wang laughed heartily, "Good, your words are enough. If you ever need my help in the future, just remember what I said today. I'll accept these gifts you brought; how can a teacher refuse gifts from a student? I may be leaving soon, but having a student like you has made this trip worthwhile."

He Chen strode away, heading towards the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was naturally aware of the border affairs. They hadn't asked in detail last night because killing points were more important. As long as one was strong enough, what was there to fear?

"Isn't that how the founding emperor was?" Mr. Wang watched He Chen's departing figure, and behind him, a beautiful young woman with clear, bright eyes slowly emerged. "Teacher, this person doesn't seem bad!"