Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 448 Harvest
Suffer!
As a steward of the Green Robe Gang, Guo Jie, who had no background, also rose step by step from the bottom.

He has experienced many life-or-death battles, and his rich combat experience has strengthened his resolve in the martial arts world.

Struck by the divine soul technique, he became confused and powerless, but this desperate situation only fueled his fighting spirit.

"Crack!"

The power hidden deep within his bloodline transformed into azure arcs of electricity, exploding at his heart and instantly surging throughout his body.

verb: move!
Get moving!

"what!"

With a roar, Guo Jie's eyes flashed with lightning, and he suddenly raised his arm, flicking his fingers like a sword towards the throat of the attacker.

Thunder and lightning!

His movements were incredibly fast; his arms even left afterimages, and a sharp whistling sound filled the air.

The cultivation and strength of a seventh-rank lower-level martial artist were fully displayed at this moment.

Beneath the mask, Zhu Ju raised an eyebrow slightly.

The other party's reactions were frequently beyond his expectations.

First, the speed at which he drew his sword was astonishing.

He was forced to use the 'magical artifact' he obtained from Ma Yuanzhi to perform a secret technique of the divine soul.

Now, he forcefully breaks through the mental suppression of the 'Soul-Shocking Thorn' and launches a counterattack by forming a sword with his fingers.

And where did that azure arc of electricity come from?

but……

Under the illumination of the formless divine light, Guo Jie's every move, and even his next action, were all seen by him.

Before the sword could strike, Zhu Ju had already swung his arm and flicked his fist to block it in the middle.

The force was concentrated at the tip of the fist, like a spinning millstone, colliding with the swiftly thrusting sword finger.

"Crack!"

"what!"

Guo Jie felt as if his fingers had struck a hard iron plate, and his finger bones broke instantly.

He let out a scream as his fists opened wide, and Zhu Ju seized the opportunity to rush forward, unleashing nine punches in quick succession.

"Peng!"

The first three punches.

They blasted through Guo Jie's defenses.

Three more punches.

They closed in.

The last three punches.

One punch to the heart, one punch to the throat, one punch to the lower abdomen—the violent force of the punches blasted into the body, instantly shattering the internal organs.

"Peng!"

Guo Jie's body was sent flying, and he lost his life in mid-air, landing like a pile of minced meat.

"call……"

Zhu Juqing exhaled a breath of stale air and slowly withdrew his fist.

"I was careless. A seventh-rank martial artist is indeed completely different from an eighth-rank one. I almost capsized in the gutter."

Before he finished speaking, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Peng!"

"Deacon Guo!"

"Who are you?"

Guo Jie's screams alerted the people outside, and several figures burst through the door.

Upon seeing the scene inside, the group was first shocked and then enraged, rushing over with shouts.

"How dare you kill someone on the Green Robe Gang's territory! You have some nerve!"

Four people.

Three were of the eighth rank, and one was of the ninth rank.

Before achieving the sixth rank, the factor of numbers cannot be ignored; theoretically, the four martial artists working together are definitely stronger than Guo Jie.

but……

Zhu Ju tapped his foot, and the longsword on the ground bounced up and landed in his palm.

Holding the longsword, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a cold, murderous aura quietly emerged.

Ten Directions Killing Path!
The heavens have four poles, the earth has eight directions, and his sword techniques have two more.

Although this Ten Directions Killing Path is not a martial art rooted in the blood and qi of this world, it can be driven by the divine and transformed in countless ways.

As soon as the sword intent arose, the arena was instantly filled with killing intent, the temperature seemed to drop sharply, and the four attackers froze in their tracks.

"Shh!"

A cold, sharp glint suddenly appeared.

The cyan sword light swept across the entire area silently, like a gentle spring breeze, so light as to reach an ethereal realm, quietly penetrating flesh and reaching the soul, as if countless blades were scraping across the soul.

next moment.

The four people who rushed over froze on the spot, their expressions frozen, their eyes still showing fear.

"puff!"

"Pfft..."

Cracks appeared on their bodies, followed by splattering blood, and their life force vanished without a trace.

Zhu Ju sheathed his sword, his eyes revealing deep weariness. The four of them combined were stronger than a seventh-rank cultivator, but as long as they were not given the opportunity to join forces, victory would not be difficult.

He glanced around the room, quickly grabbed whatever valuables he could carry, and then slipped away.

…………

There was dead silence.

A group of Green Robe Gang members stood guard outside the door.

Ma Gulan walked among the corpses with a cold face, occasionally glancing at the wounds on the bodies, his expression growing increasingly gloomy.

"Guo Jie died from the force of his powerful punch, and the remaining four died from their swift swordsmanship." A man dressed in blue said solemnly.
"The person who made the move is highly skilled, at least at the seventh rank in cultivation, especially in swordsmanship..."

"Incredible!"

“It’s sword intent,” Ma Gulan said coldly.
"A master who has grasped the true meaning of swordsmanship, as long as he is not too old, can easily reach the sixth rank."

"Guo Jie..."

Has he offended anyone recently?

"Vice Leader." The man in blue cupped his hands in greeting.

"Deacon Guo has been collecting taxes recently, and may have offended some expert. However, I have never seen such swordsmanship before, so he should not be a local."

"check……"

"I'm afraid we won't find anything."

A seventh-rank master who has comprehended the essence of swordsmanship; there are only three to five people in the entire Green Robe Gang with this level of skill.

What he meant was obvious.

Let's call it a day.

Although Guo Jie is a steward, he has no background, and it's not worth provoking a powerful enemy for his sake.

Ma Gulan glanced at him and asked:

"What's missing?"

"Several tens of thousands of taels of silver are missing," the man in blue said.
"others……"

"It's still unclear."

"Hmm." Ma Gulan nodded, his expression shifting back and forth, and then said:

What's going on with my brother?

"Vice Leader," the man in blue lowered his voice.

"Yuanzhi's death may involve the Zhou family. It seems that Yuanzhi kidnapped the Zhou family's daughter that night."

Ma Gulan squinted.

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The Divine Dynasty operated its own silver shops, issuing silver notes in denominations of five or ten taels, and in denominations of one thousand or five thousand taels.

now.

The dozens of silver notes stacked before him brought a satisfied smile to Zhu Ju's face.

"It's true that the bolder you are, the more you can produce. Guo Jie, a mere steward of the Qingyi Gang, actually hid so many silver notes."

Eighty thousand taels!
These were not only tax silver temporarily stored with Guo Jie, but also some of his own private savings.

Besides.

There are also five round jade stones.

Yuan Jing!

Similar to the spiritual stones in the world of cultivation, each stone contains profound spiritual energy and is worth ten thousand taels of silver.

"This trip was definitely worthwhile!"

With a soft whisper, Zhu Ju turned his gaze to the several booklets beside him.

As a steward of the Green Robe Gang, Guo Jie was responsible for external affairs and had long had the habit of keeping accounts.

His ledgers are divided into two types.

One is for outsiders to see, and the other is for oneself to see.

The ledger he kept for himself recorded the silver he had embezzled over the years, as well as the benefits the Qian family had given him.

"so……"

Zhu Ju seemed to be deep in thought:
"The Qian family wants to swallow up my Zhu family and become the largest cloth merchant in the Green Robe Gang, so they colluded with Guo Jie to put pressure on me."

"Ah!"

With a soft chuckle, Zhu Ju picked up the last booklet, which turned out to be a martial arts manual.

A thunderous roar!
"Martial arts in this world are based on qi and blood. Superior martial arts are above qi and blood, and can also incorporate the power of heaven and earth and the supernatural powers of demons and beasts for one's own use."

"This thunderous force..."

"It can actually integrate the power of lightning into its blood and qi, making its sword strikes faster and more powerful."

"No wonder!"

Zhu Ju seemed to be lost in thought.

"Master."

At this time.

The voices of servants could be heard from outside the door.

"Young Master Wang Rui is looking for you."

"Wang Rui?" Zhu Ju looked up, somewhat puzzled.
"What does he want from me?"

If you want to invite him for drinks or outings, just send a servant or page to deliver the message; there's no need to come in person.

(End of this chapter)