Xuanxia

Chapter 763 Big Guest
"Go away!"

Fu Qingzhou shouted loudly and swept the long stick in his hand, forcing Murong Xuan back several steps.

He opened his eyes wide, which were surrounded by dark circles.

"Hey, Sister Murong, don't..." Hua Xiaolan's exclamation came from behind Murong Xuan.

She was just about to snap her fingers to eject a small packet of poison, but was bumped into by Murong Xuan who was retreating quickly. A poisonous smoke emanated from her body and enveloped both of them.

Fu Qingzhou grinned.

It took a lot of effort... to find the right position, and it was just right here for Murong Xuan to bump into Hua Xiaolan.

And these two are the last two people currently besieging him.

Fu Qingzhou had been planning to deal with the two strongest men, Ning Wushu and Yuan Zhen, from the very beginning. He pretended to be tripped by Wu Changfeng, and instigated Ning Wushu and Yuan Zhen behind him to attack at the same time, thus tricking Ning, Yuan and Wu into colliding with each other.

But he also took the opportunity to attack, and the wooden stick hit the three people's necks, which clearly meant that they had taken their lives.

"Cough cough cough..."

Amid a cough, Hua Xiaolan and Murong Xuan separated and walked out of the poisonous fog.

Although Murong Xuan was half-corpse, she was still coughing and gasping for breath after inhaling so much poisonous smoke; Hua Xiaolan frowned helplessly, with blue spots appearing on her face, obviously she was seriously poisoned.

"Hahahaha, not bad, not bad!"

Not far away, Ji Yisong clapped his hands and laughed: "Master Fu, you finally succeeded!"

Fu Qingzhou smiled weakly and sat down on the ground with a plop.

"I'm so sleepy..." He raised his arms and fell to the ground with his face up: "Don't call me, let me sleep for a while..."

Three days.

He hasn't slept for three days!

Just because Ji Yisong said, "Sir Fu, you are the last one to come," he has managed to hold on until now.

Before him, everyone else had already passed.

Although they couldn't become masters of melee combat in three days, they finally managed to become familiar with the methods of the people around them, find their weaknesses, and successfully defeat them.

It is true that even those who have passed the test can join in the siege - but everyone is too tired after all, and those who have passed the test all went to have a good sleep.

During this process, many people do not need to face the siege of everyone.

At times like this, Fu Qingzhou is the only one who can show his skills - he has to fill the vacancies left by those who go to rest.

But because of this, everyone hated him to the core over the past three days.

"Damn, you didn't seem to be fighting that hard, did you?"

Not far away, Wu Changfeng slowly stood up from the ground and cursed, "Isn't everyone in front letting the water go?"

Fu Qingzhou did not answer him, but started snoring.

"Are you really asleep?"

Wu Changfeng was startled: "It's already the seventh realm, it shouldn't be that serious, right?"

"He's different from us."

Ning Wushu also stood up with the stone knife and smiled, "We just suppressed our cultivation and didn't use it, but he really stopped all his cultivation. Can't you feel it?"

Wu Changfeng was stunned.

"General Ning is right."

Yuan Zhen did not stand up, but sat on the ground and said slowly: "We are all suppressing our cultivation, and our internal energy is still slowly repairing our fatigue and injuries. Only Master Fu... Not only has he not slept for the past three days, his injuries have also become more serious."

"Why is this necessary?" Hua Xiaolan asked in confusion as she stuffed the detoxifying herbs into her mouth, "There's no need to push myself like this, right?"

"Is necessary."

It was Murong Xuan who spoke. She looked at the sleeping Fu Qingzhou and said calmly, "Only when you gain and then lose, can you know the meaning of power."

She was a person who had once abandoned all her cultivation. When she said this, the others fell silent.

"Okay, let's eat." Ji Yisong said with a smile: "Master Fu is sleepy, let him have a good sleep - Xiao Chen, Sisi, go treat Master Fu's injury."

"Yes!" Chen Yanwu and Ye Sisi responded at the same time and ran towards Fu Qingzhou quickly.

On this side, thick white smoke was rising from the big pot on the stone stove.

In three days, they had already set up a small camp next to the green grass swamp.

Seeing that Chen Yanwu and Ye Sisi had already started treating Fu Qingzhou, the others felt relieved and sat around the stove.

Ji Yisong kept his word and towards these young talents who had passed the test, he no longer showed any aura of a cruel instructor. Instead, he smiled very friendly and personally made bowls of meat soup for everyone.

"General Ning."

When handing the broth to Ning Wushu, he whispered, "A master from Mingjian Pavilion came early this morning, but was stopped outside by Xiao Chen in the name of Master Fu. Do you want to see him now?"

Ning Wushu handed over the bowl of soup and nodded: "Let Qingzhou sleep a little longer and bring this person to see me."

"Yes."

Ji Yisong nodded respectfully.

A few people here were slurping the broth and gnawing on chunks of meat. Not long after, they saw a secret envoy from the Mingjian Pavilion hurriedly following Ji Yisong.

"This way."

Ning Wushu waved at him.

The emissary was startled: "Ah, Second Miss!"

"Just come and tell me." Ning Wushu smiled at him: "What's the matter?"

"Lord Yuan Zi Zhen Yuan, the governor of Fuhe Province, has arrived."

The emissary whispered, "Master Fu should go and see him."

When the people nearby heard this, they were all a little confused.

"Master Yuan? The one from Fuhe Province? I have seen him from a distance before."

Wu Changfeng said: "Just that time he helped solve the refugee issue...but what was he doing here?"

"Is it also to deal with the 'lord'?" Hua Xiaolan drank her soup and said leisurely: "Is Fu Qingzhou trying to get more power from the court to help?"

Ning Wu Shu remained silent.

She was the only one who knew that there was one of the Eight Kingly Swords in Fu Qingzhou's metal bracelet, which needed to choose a master.

The sword of benevolence... Yuan Zizhen.

There are two big bosses in the Yuan family, one is Yuan Keng and the other is Yuan Ye.

Today, Yuan Ye is the second in command of the cabinet and a powerful official. Although Yuan Keng is not a minister in the court, he is the real head of the Yuan family.

Not only that, he is also the grandfather of the emperor's favorite concubine, Concubine Jing.

Yuan Zizheng...is Yuan Keng's eldest son and Concubine Jing's uncle. He is a governor of the second rank and the governor of Fuhe Province, the largest and most populous province in the entire Central Plains.

Even if someone of this status returned to Beijing, officials of all ranks in the court would line up to welcome and entertain him.

Now, why is he willing to come in person to participate in this... so-called grand ceremony in the martial arts world?
The only possibility is that Fu Qingzhou also offered him the bait of the "Sword of Benevolence".

This boy is so bold...

"The Xishuo Palace and the Lan family have both joined the game."

Ning Wushu looked at Fu Qingzhou who was sleeping not far away and thought to himself, "Is the Yuan family going to get involved too?"

"Second Miss?" the emissary asked, "What do you mean?"

"Departure."

Ning Wushu put down the bowl of soup in his hand and said, "I have been able to take some time off these few days... Arrange a carriage and go to Luoyi immediately. Qingzhou has slept enough on the way."

(End of this chapter)