The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 91 The End
After waiting for a long time outside the main gate of Taishan Sect, Wang Hai and others looked at each other in surprise when they heard no more loud noises in the distance.

After a while, Zhou Yingxue said, "Is this... the end?"

Deng Baixuan shook his head: "Wait a little longer. If we go there rashly, it will only cause trouble for the captain."

The three masters have calmed down at this time, and like Liu Baiyun, they consciously position themselves as Li Miao's subordinates.

They were truly convinced.

To be honest, even if Li Miao used his identity as the Imperial Guard to pressure them, they couldn't resist. However, they were not convinced wholeheartedly, but were forced by the situation. In the future, they would inevitably disobey his orders in secret.

Cheng Yuanzhen was also extremely skilled, but the three masters still dared to draw their swords at him.

But Li Miao's martial arts really overwhelmed them.

People in the martial arts world all have a bit of the mentality of "You just have power/money, so can you take my sword?", and even the three leaders of the major sects are no exception.

But, they only admire martial arts.

Today, even if they only heard the loud noise coming from afar, the three masters could imagine how horrifying the fight that they dared not even watch was.

After a while, Wang Hai said, "Let's go. The captain should have killed the Plum Blossom Bandit."

The remaining few people looked at each other and could only trust Wang Hai's judgment.

Everyone slowly walked towards the main hall of Taishan Sect. Except for Wang Hai and Xiao Si who looked relaxed, the rest of them secretly grasped the hilts of their swords, their true energy secretly surging, ready to use light skills to escape at any time.

As he walked, Xiao Si suddenly covered his chest and slowly squatted down.

"Brother Hai... is Qianhu..."

"I can only barely suppress the poison in my body. I am very sensitive to the outside world right now. I can't go forward..."

Wang Hai nodded, turned to the others and said, "I will stay to take care of the fourth sister. I won't go over. You guys go find the captain."

Several people nodded in agreement and continued walking forward.

As the distance got closer, they began to understand why Xiao Si stopped moving.

They also began to feel that feeling.

The true energy in the body seemed to be being pulled by an unknown force, and it was getting more and more intense, as if it was about to be pulled out of the body.

It was already bright outside, but the further we walked, the darker it seemed.

His usually nimble hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably.

The hilt of the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

The first to stop were a few disciples from the three sects who had followed.

"Master... I can't walk anymore..."

A middle-aged man in his forties said, beads of sweat appearing on his face.

The true Qi in his body had been pulled out of its circulation by the unknown force and was running wildly throughout his body.

If I go any further, I'm afraid my true energy will go astray and I'll go astray.

The three masters looked at each other.

Zhang Jingfeng said: "I will go with the two sect leaders, the others stay."

After saying that, the three masters slowly walked forward.

Finally, they arrived at the entrance of the square outside the main hall of Taishan Sect.

At this time, Deng Baixuan, who had the lowest level of cultivation, had his breathing disordered and was gasping for breath.

In fact, he had long wanted to stop moving forward, but Zhang Jingfeng and Zhou Yingxue did not stop, so in order not to lose face for the sect, he had no choice but to force himself to move forward.

Several people stepped onto the square.

One step down, and the situation changes.

The three of them only felt a darkness before their eyes, and they seemed to appear on an endless black sand beach.

And ahead was a vast black ocean, and above the surface of the ocean, a storm was slowly rolling.

Zhou Yingxue had the strongest character among the three. She bit her tongue decisively and, despite the pain, broke free from the illusion.

Then he stabbed the two with the sword, waking them up. "What was that just now?" Deng Baixuan gasped.

"Look."

Zhang Jingfeng said in a low voice.

In front of them was a ruin.

In front of the ruins, there was a head on the ground, half flesh and half skull.

Next to this skeleton was Li Miao, who was leaning on a chair with his eyes closed.

At this time, he had one hand on the armrest and the other hand supporting his face, as if he was just asleep.

But the three masters could feel the true energy in their bodies being constantly pulled towards Li Miao, and with their martial arts skills, they could hardly control it.

"If it's not first-rate... you're not even worthy of coming over to take a look..."

Zhou Yingxue said in a hoarse voice.

The three of them remained silent. Deng Baixuan simply sat on the ground and concentrated on controlling his inner energy.

Li Miao, on the other hand, was having a fragmented dream.

Swords, guns and cannons.

Official uniforms and tall buildings.

There are winding farmlands on the ground and rumbling steel across the sky.

He woke up leisurely.

Li Miao clenched his fists and felt the true energy in his body.

He originally thought that this errand was just a small matter, so he walked slowly along the way and didn't take it too seriously.

The current situation is the biggest job he has ever done except for fifteen years ago. It was also fifteen years ago that he broke through the first-class and reached the top.

He saved the people of a city, destroyed most of the Ming Cult, and killed Yun Zelin, who was a combination of three factions.

If Cheng Yuanzhen escapes on his own, Dashuo's "East Factory" may no longer appear.

The "salary" that came with it was also extremely generous.

Li Miao felt that he could easily perfect a skill above the highest level without showing any signs of the "Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Man".

His golden finger is very simple.

Every day, he has four hours to do things. He can choose any time or not, then his golden finger will not appear.

He had been running around all night for far more than four hours. This was a loophole he had figured out - he could choose the last four hours of the first day and the first four hours of the second day and connect the two days together.

Four hours later, he will start to have this dream.

After waking up, he will receive a "salary" - the bigger the job, the more he will get.

Moreover, whether this job is good or bad, what matters is the impact.

If he killed the emperor now, he might become a true "martial arts legend".

But that's something only a madman would do.

Besides, he might not be able to kill him.

Reality is not a storybook. Dashuo is a real world with flesh and blood. Martial arts have already penetrated into every corner of this era, and it is bound to change some things.

Sanfeng Zhenren attained enlightenment in the early Yuan Dynasty. Why didn't he kill the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty?

Unwilling... or unable?
Li Miao has thought about these things countless times, and there is no need to think about them again now.

He has already "seen the indestructible God" and has time to slowly climb to the top. One day, he will be able to truly "transcend".

Li Miao stood up, and the depressing atmosphere dissipated.

He smiled and greeted the three leaders: "Three, are you ready to serve the Jinyiwei?"

He was no longer talking about "the imperial court" but "the Imperial Guard".

(End of this chapter)