Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 464 Imperial Court Experts
As the sun rises and the morning glow fades, the soft morning light shines on the earth, making it as beautiful as gold.

It rained lightly again last night, and the remaining dew condensed and hung from the eaves.

Ren Shaoyang and his two companions were having breakfast in the courtyard. They had thick white porridge, a big white steamed bun for each of them, and side dishes such as pickles, salted fish, and fermented bean curd.

It looks very simple, but it is the most comforting to ordinary people.

The three villains ate heartily and were very happy.

"My God!" Ding'an exclaimed, devouring a steamed bun in three bites. "Compared to this, what are we eating in Japan?!"

Ren Shaoyang sighed: "Semi-finished fermented black beans, white rice with salt, and pickled plums."

Hongxiu's cheeks bulged out as she muttered, "Damn it, there's not a drop of oil in it!"

The three looked at each other and said happily, "The steamed buns are delicious!"

Seeing that a large pot of white porridge was almost empty, Ding'an took the pot to the kitchen to scoop out more porridge. Hongxiu casually said, "Luo Xian came yesterday."

Ren Shaoyang casually replied, "I know."

Hongxiu showed off another steamed bun: "Don't you care why she came?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Isn't she here to deliver an invitation?"

"You're really sharp-eared!" Hongxiu snorted and pulled out the invitation to give it to him.

Ren Shaoyang accepted the invitation and casually asked, "What do you plan to do with the divine general in the basement of the backyard?"

Hongxiu chuckled, "Still under investigation!" She held up her finger, "Look, besides the 'World-Destroying Demon Body's' regenerative abilities, there's also experience in reconnecting limbs and meridians, and even experiments on adjusting the formula of the 'Golden Wound Medicine'."

The beggar shrugged: "God cannot die unless he is squeezed dry of all his value."

Ren Shaoyang suddenly said, "Let's give him a quick death before the day of Jingrui."

Hongxiu smacked her lips: "We're a bit rushed."

"There's no other way." Ren Shaoyang showed the invitation in his hand. "If we go to Dragon Island and the Divine General escapes, I'm afraid the villagers will suffer greatly."

Hongxiu looked up and saw that it read:
"The auspicious time is approaching, and the divine dragon will awaken on Dragon Island. I sincerely invite the Sword God, the One-Knife Immortal, and the Blade Emperor to come to Dragon Island on the third day of the second month of next year to participate in this grand dragon-slaying event and share the Dragon Essence."

Looking at the signature "Tianmen Di Shitian", the little beggar nodded: "I understand."

"Haha, the congee is here!"

Just then, Ding'an came quickly, carrying a large pot of porridge. He first served bowls to the little beggar and Shaoyang, and then served himself.

The three of them slurped their porridge, when Hongxiu suddenly said, "We're living a peaceful life, so why do people always have to bother us?"

Ding'an looked up and asked, "Who is it? Who is it?"

Ren Shaoyang sneered, "Because they know we are strong, but they don't know just how strong we are."

Ding An looked left and right, scratching his head and asking, "What are you talking about?"

Hongxiu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Crippled man, are you going to make a move?"

Ren Shaoyang said softly, "I have already left the martial arts practitioners to Wuming to deal with. As for the experts in the imperial court, I will personally handle them."

"And what about us?" Hongxiu asked.

Ren Shaoyang sneered: "Since they're using the loss of the 'Dragon Vein' to interrogate us, then let's go and seize it back. Originally, I was going to show some leniency, not wanting to cause turmoil in the land by taking the 'Dragon Vein,' but they're being shameless, so don't blame me."

"Great idea!" Hongxiu's eyes lit up as she realized, "Dragon veins are treasures of fortune; they could be of great use to you!"

Ren Shaoyang said, "After we finish eating, we'll split up and get back to work."

"Mmm!" Hongxiu quickly picked up the bowl of porridge and slurped it down a few times, then wiped her mouth. "I'm done eating!"

"You only ate this little?"

"Oh dear, this is a very important matter!"

Upon hearing this, Ding'an cautiously asked, "Are we going to find Brother Nie Feng?"

Hongxiu rolled her eyes at him: "You're only just realizing that?"

"You cripple, you're going to cause trouble for the imperial court?" Ding'an looked at Ren Shaoyang, then pointed at Hongxiu, "Is it because they're going to cause trouble for the little beggar?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "You've improved, with your severed hand."

Ding An nodded, then suddenly asked, "Since the imperial court's experts have come here, is the palace poorly guarded?"

Ok?
The two turned to look at him.

Ding An was a little flustered. He swallowed hard and stammered, "Could the little beggar and I go to the palace while we're there?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily: "Ding'an, you've grown up."

"Ha, you're really something else!" Hongxiu patted his shoulder and praised him loudly.
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The weather was clear and the sun was high in the sky.

After several days of torrential rain, the clouds in the sky were like scales.

The sky is said to be covered in fish scales, enough to scorch an old monk.

As the lingering heat of late summer intensifies, travelers on the official road don their straw hats as noon approaches.

"drive!"

"drive!"

A large group of men charged straight towards Xuchang City, their hooves clattering and kicking up clouds of dust.

Xuchang is an ancient city in China, where Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty established his capital at the end of the Han Dynasty. Later, when the Cao family ascended the throne, many emperors continued to make their capitals here.

The "Zhuangyuanlou" restaurant in the city is spacious and magnificent, and is the largest restaurant in the area. At noon, it should be bustling with people, but at this moment it is quiet and silent.

nobody?
If you looked down from the second floor, you could see that the building was filled with richly dressed people. However, they were all drinking in silence, without uttering a single word.

"Yu Yu Yu~!"

Several sounds of reining in horses rang out downstairs, and a group of armored soldiers surged from the stairwell, heading towards a black lacquered square table in the western corner. They all saluted and said, "Greetings, General!"

Two men sat at the table, both over fifty years old. One was a burly giant in iron armor, with a full beard and an imposing presence, sitting with his legs spread wide. The other was of medium build, with red hair and beard, strong and powerful, and thick, white eyebrows that only accentuated his fiery temper.

The burly man shouted, "Why aren't those gangsters coming?"

"Reporting to the General!" the leading armored soldier said, bowing and clasping his hands in greeting. "The various martial arts sects have arrived at 'Worry-Free Valley,' a hundred miles away, but..."

"Just what?" the giant roared. "Stop being so indecisive!" His voice was like a muffled thunderclap, shaking the tables, chairs, bowls, and chopsticks.

The soldiers were all so frightened that they fell silent and took a step back.

"Hmph, you're all trash too!" the giant sneered.

"General Shi, why get angry?" the red-haired old man laughed. "Let them finish speaking."

The giant man nodded with great respect for the red-haired elder, "Commander Xiong is absolutely right." He then turned to the armored warrior leader, "Speak, why?"

The armored warrior leader's expression hardened, and he hurriedly said, "Reporting to the general, thousands of experts from those sects have all been stopped outside Wuyou Valley by one person!"

"One person?" the giant said, emphasizing each word. "Can he really stop all the experts?"

A bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and a scene from more than 20 years ago flashed through his mind like lightning.

The giant roared, "Who? Who can stop the elite experts of the Central Plains? Could it be Nameless?"

When this man got angry, his murderous aura was terrifying. The entire restaurant was filled with a chilling atmosphere, causing everyone to shrink back like quails.

After a long silence,

"General, that man—" the armored soldier leader suddenly said in a trembling voice, "is Nameless."

Upon hearing this, everyone who had been whispering fell silent.

The giant man froze on the spot. After a long while, he shouted sharply, "Why is he helping 'Witch' Ren Hongxiu? Isn't he afraid of making enemies of the world?"

"He was once an enemy of the world," the red-haired old man suddenly said in a low voice. "You should know him best."

Upon hearing this, the giant turned his face. He had long eyebrows, a broad face, and a prominent forehead, making him look like a stone that had come to life.

This man also happened to be surnamed Shi, named Shi Dingtian, and was a Grand General of the Imperial Court. He had a past connection with Wuming. Twenty years ago, when Wuming was stationed at Shanhaiguan, he was deceived by Jue Wushen and forced to leave the Central Plains. Fortunately, Wuming's timely rescue turned the tide.

It can be said that Shi Dingtian's life was saved by Wuming.

Of course, his reputation was also trampled underfoot by Wuming.

Therefore, Shi Dingtian felt both reverence and resentment towards Wuming, his inner feelings were very complex.

"Commander Xiong, this is not the time for idle talk," Shi Dingtian said in a deep voice. "Without the help of other martial arts sects, are we supposed to go and confront the Three Fiends on our own? Didn't you see that even your brother, who was on high alert, was no match for the 'Knife Emperor'?"

The red-haired old man pursed his lips after hearing this and remained silent.

This man's name is Xiong Wu, the elder brother of Xiong Ba. Xiong Ba murdered his master, forcing him to flee in panic. He eventually found refuge in the imperial court, where he lived in anonymity for decades, cultivating the "Three-Part Return to Origin" technique passed down from his master. (ps: This is the original name.)
Although the names "Three-Part Return to Origin Qi" and "Three-Part Return to Origin" are similar, the former is far stronger than the latter in terms of their settings.

However, "Returning to the Origin of the Three Kingdoms" was Xiong Ba's lifelong pursuit. Even though he created stronger martial arts, he could not forget the white moonlight that he could not obtain.

Xiong Wu said, "General Shi, there is no need to worry. The Emperor has already sent strong reinforcements, and they will arrive soon."

"Strong reinforcements?" Shi Dingtian asked. "How strong?"

Xiongwu smiled and said, "Once those five make a move, even Wuming won't come out on top!"

"Five," Shi Dingtian said, his expression suddenly changing drastically. "Five Sword Ancestors! They've all come out?"

"The Sword God's martial arts are extraordinary and have reached the level of sainthood. In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, the Emperor sent five patriarchs to help."

"That's wonderful! With the Five Ancestors of the Reverse Sword here, we can definitely force Nameless to retreat. At that time, by gathering the power of the martial arts world and the imperial court, we will surely be able to deal with the witch!"

Xiongwu nodded and said, "If Nie Feng alone dares to seize the 'Dragon Vein' and shake the foundation of the Divine Land, what if another 'Witch' comes along? Wouldn't the world be overthrown?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Ha, a bunch of scum who can't even hold onto their power, and they're blaming all the mistakes on a little girl."

Suddenly, a soft laugh came from above. The laugh was faint, but to Shi Dingtian and Xiongwu, it sounded like a thunderclap in a clear sky.

The others looked up, their faces filled with utter horror.

A figure in white appeared on the second-floor railing at some unknown time.

He leaned against the railing, his long sleeves hanging down, as if he had been admiring the scenery there all along. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow on his body, his face as clear as jade, but his eyes as indifferent as snow.

He did not "appear," but rather "was always there."

"You, you are."

Xiongwu suddenly jumped back and stammered, "You..."

"it's me."

The man suddenly appeared in the air, dressed in a white robe with wide sleeves, tall and straight like a pine tree, with handsome features, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.

His gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on Shi Dingtian's face.

Shi Dingtian felt a tightness in his throat. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Sword God!"

Time seemed to stand still in the entire Zhuangyuan Building at that moment.

(End of this chapter)