Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 59 Reward
"Ahhh! Killing!"

"Assassin! Assassin! Protect the prince!"

"Wei, Elder Wei! How is this possible? Could it be the Demon Sect…"

"This woman is from the Demon Sect! She must be an accomplice! Catch her!"

"Hey, wait a minute..."

"Good opportunity! Sanniang, I'll protect you!"

"Audacious lunatics! Gathering a crowd to rebel! Assassinate the prince! Don't let any of them escape!"

"Shameless dog official! Framed Sanniang! Robbed a woman in broad daylight! Everyone, stand up together!"

The silent scene suddenly became chaotic with people neighing and horses screaming in confusion.

Before any guards could react and chase the killer, Tiedan had already finished his work, killed the man, picked up the head, put it into his raincoat, and skillfully wandered through the streets and alleys, disappearing in the crowd.

This idiot surnamed Wei is too arrogant. He doesn't even have a magic weapon to protect himself. He was stabbed in one arm and one foot, and only has one hand left. Instead of staying at home to recuperate, he dares to show off in the crowd and put his neck on the tip of the sword. Isn't this courting death?
Even if it is Nascent Soul, so what? Even if it is Divine Transformation, so what?

It was like a comet hitting the moon, like a rainbow piercing the sun, like an eagle striking the palace, like the mysterious woman stabbing the emperor in front of him.

As long as the sword can cut it, there is nothing that cannot be killed.
This is

Beichen's killing sword.

Having killed someone and vented his anger, Tiedan felt a little relieved. He didn't care that the Sanniangs and the prince's guards were fighting behind him. His expression remained unchanged as he walked all the way to the Bawan Qingyang Palace, entered the door, turned right, and entered the government office of the Right Inspector of the Court.

Of course, he didn't come to surrender, he came to collect the reward.

The Three Gates include the Supreme Court who is in charge of criminal cases throughout the country, the Left Inspector who is in charge of catching thieves and robbers, and the Right Supervisor who is in charge of criminal justice. In addition, there is the Chief Censor who supervises all officials and the Inspector General of the Capital who is in charge of public security in the royal capital. These three judicial offices are commonly known as the Six Gates.

Those lackeys who were specially recruited by the Supreme Court Justice and assigned to the Zuojian to serve the court were naturally all carefully selected masters. They were either heroes of the martial arts world or elite soldiers in the border towns. They earned their money by risking their lives and fighting with the immortal thieves until they vomited blood, just to earn a clean background for their descendants.

As for the clerks who were assigned to the Right Supervisory Bureau, most of them were clerks of the Supreme Court for generations, ahem, you know.

So, across the courtyard, the left supervisor was so busy that he was exhausted. The thief catchers were dispatched urgently, wearing armor and carrying swords, rushing out, ordered to close the nine gates of Jindu and catch the assassin of the Demon Sect who had repeatedly tried to assassinate the prince. However, they didn't expect that the assassin they wanted to catch would pass by and enter their own courtyard.

However, these right eunuchs were not doing their work. They were drinking wine, eating roast goose, and playing cards in a circle. Suddenly, they saw a country bumpkin breaking into the yamen to spoil their fun. Immediately, their eyebrows were raised, their noses were crooked, and their eyes were wide open. They turned their heads to stare at him, waiting for this boy they had never seen before to introduce his family background. If he was not a servant of a noble family or a confidant of the royal palace, they would scold him and find any excuse to beat him with a stick to vent their anger.

Who would have thought that Tiedan was also a man of few words. He lifted his robe, opened his bag, and dumped dozens of boiled skulls into the lobby, rolling all over the floor.

The right supervisors: "..."

Tiedan: "Hurry up and take the money."

So arrogant! ?
The right supervisors decided to wait and stabilize the situation first.

So everyone came up and checked the names carved on the skulls one by one. They were all notorious immortal thieves, demons and bandits, and some were Nascent Soul level thieves. When they looked up at the young man, they felt that this ordinary and expressionless face was so majestic and unfathomable! His eyes were as cold as ice and snow, and he was full of murderous aura! It was so scary that my scalp was numb and my body was shaking!

They immediately exchanged glances and thought to themselves that this must be some evil old monster who came to make fun of everyone. How could he dare to take bribes, embezzle money, or create trouble to give others an excuse to hold a banquet?

So everyone had to behave themselves and handle the matter according to the law. They politely served Tiedan tea and invited him to sit down. They checked the notice issued by the Supreme Court. If their identity was confirmed, they would pay him according to the price posted on the notice.

However, most of the heads that Tiedan poured out had been steamed or boiled. The fresh ones had been chopped into a bloody mess with swords, with incomplete facial features, making it difficult to identify their identities and calculate the cause and effect of the murder.

In view of this kid's awesomeness, the clerks also said that as long as he was not recorded in the immortal register and not on the list of gods, he could be regarded as an unauthorized and illegal practitioner of the magic way. After judging his realm based on the skull, they would settle the matter based on the base price of one million yuan for a Nascent Soul head and twenty strings of cash for a Golden Core head. Their movements were really quick.

Tsk, that shopkeeper is really good at calculating, what's the bargain? He won't give up even a penny...

In fact, if you think about it carefully, each Foundation Establishment Pill costs six thousand strings of cash, and the life of a Jindan cultivator is only worth twenty strings of cash. At first glance, it seems excessive.

But it actually makes sense.

Because human life is worthless! So what if you are a Jindan cultivator? What does the world need from you?

Besides, can I build my foundation by cooking and eating your head? No way!

Only external elixirs that can help people practice are valuable!
Therefore, if those external elixirs that were useless to Tiedan were sent to Tianshiyuan, the government would buy them back at a price of 500 strings of cash. Therefore, others could take the money from the external elixirs, but the Xuanmen cultivators would not make any money from it.

Yes! They can be recycled! The Immortal Palace can recast the used external pills! Recycle and reuse!
Therefore, the minions of the Demon Palace are truly endless to kill and slay! Wildfires cannot burn them all out! Spring breezes bring them back to life!

The aristocratic families and the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Three Enclosures and Twelve Kingdoms can only increase but not decrease! Once they start to fight, they are almost endless!

If we don't regularly massacre ten or eight cities and control the population, the nine major sects will sooner or later be surrounded and suppressed by the army of the Demon Palace! Danger is imminent!
But fortunately, the Fairy Palace is, after all, a place with a stable class system, a closed blood circle, a conservative society based on human relationships, and a corrupt feudal dynasty.

For the royal family, princes, generals and ministers, their own lives are of course much more important! How could they risk having their entire family assassinated and turn against the Xuanmen?

Of course, the imperial family of Ziweiyuan, for the sake of the throne under their butts and the seal in their hands, would not allow so many people to have the channels to become immortals, gain titles and be appointed as generals.

Therefore, there is obviously a strict set of procedures within the Three Palaces to precisely control the number of cultivators in each vassal, country, and realm, to prevent the lower-level combat power from being too strong, causing the Emperor to lose control of the world.

Therefore, the Immortal Palace and Xuanmen are now in this delicate balance where no one is sure of destroying the other. Although you destroy your family and I destroy my family at any time, a full-scale war has never broken out.

So now Tiedan had no choice but to sit in the right jail, drinking tea and waiting patiently for the clerks to settle the reward money and then walk out of Qingyang Palace.

Anyway, I have money.

The heads killed by the master were counted as expenses for the sect, but the head of Old Wei was chopped off by Tiedan himself.

Although it was only worth a mere one thousand strings of coins, it was at least the first pot of gold I had ever earned.

But then again, isn't this Mr. Wei too miserable? He can't even get a job like a security captain, and he's just being a dog for others?
The prince of Kun State is really stingy. In comparison, the one who discriminates against the disabled in Dui State is at least generous in rewarding his servants...

After exchanging the reward money, Tiedan bought the supplies according to the list made by his senior brother. He wandered around the market a few times and found that this time he was in a bit of trouble.

Not only was it the second assassination attempt in the street, but a Yuanying priest was killed alive, which alarmed the entire city's thief hunters. It was a rare sight at this time. The sentry towers in the neighborhoods of Jindu City lit up, archers went upstairs with bows and crossbows, armored imperial guards set up a mountain formation to block the road, and the priests of the Six Gates also worked in groups of two and began to search for suspicious people from house to house.

It seems that I can’t leave the city for the time being.

Tiedan was not in a hurry. He simply went to the auction venue that the shopkeeper mentioned in advance to check it out.

Anyway, killing one is the same as killing two. It’s the same if you kill all of them and then try to escape.

So Tiedan looked around and strolled around. This auction house was like a vegetable market. Monks could set up stalls to sell various materials and magical instruments that they had collected and made.

There aren't many people here at the moment, and what's being sold are some magical herbs, mountain products, monster skins, and animal bones. It's estimated that it will be later that the organizer will bring first-level magic weapons to the auction.

Tiedan was not in a hurry. He just observed and took notes to broaden his horizons.

These cultivation materials cannot be purchased with divine money, and naturally the prices will not be clearly marked. Both the buyer and the seller have to negotiate in secret, shake hands, and make pinky promises to reach a secret deal.

But occasionally, when some things are too obscure and no one recognizes them, they will ask the manager of the store to identify them. Sometimes the seller will also take the initiative to introduce them, saying this is such-and-such a flower, that is such-and-such a fruit, and that when mixed with such-and-such a thing, they can be stewed to make such-and-such a pill or to refine such-and-such a treasure. In short, they are very valuable, and everyone who is interested should hurry up to trade, otherwise they will miss out on this opportunity.

Although there is no guarantee that what others say is completely correct, but just listening can at least help you gain a lot of knowledge.

"You have done a great deed. You assassinated the king and you dared to show up!"

Tiedan was having a great time strolling when he suddenly heard a cold snort from behind. If Qingshuang had not smelled the other person's scent, he would have almost gouged the other person's groin.

"Master Shen."

Yes, the woman in black clothes and mask, who stuck close to Tiedan, was none other than the Eighth Lady of the Shen family, Jianjia’s mother, who sacrificed herself to save his life in the secret realm.

"Haha, it's just a joke. What's the matter? Are you scared?"

Shen Ba Niang came up with a smile and took Tie Dan's arm.

"Just teasing you, don't be angry."

Why did this man get so close to him? He even clamped his hand with his chest. Was there an ambush nearby, trying to take him hostage and wait for an opportunity to attack him?

Tiedan immediately pulled his arm out of the opponent's arms, distanced himself, gripped the sword tightly, kept his eyes and ears open, and was ready for a new fight at any time.

(End of this chapter)