Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

On March 7th, seeing Walter there as well, he couldn't help but ask:

"Uncle Yang? What brings you here! Where's Luosha? Are you cured?"

Just moments ago, he was lying in bed looking like he was about to die. After meeting him at the port, March 7th thought that Walter had been taken back by Rakshasa for treatment again.

Walter's awkward reply:

"I wasn't sick in March."

On March 7th, her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

"Yan also likes to say that."

"Damn it, why did you have to drag me into this?!"

Yan sat next to March 7th and said to Walter, who was sitting to his side:

"So, Alliance Leader, what brings you here? Are you looking to take on freelance work too?"

"Side jobs?" Walter carefully considered the word, then gently shook his head.

"General Jingyuan told me that you were here. He also asked me to pass on some information to you."

March 7th: "What?"

Walter: "He said that the secrets of the Medicine King that you are investigating are very important. This is an internal problem for the Immortal Ship and must be resolved as a priority."

Yan: "?"

Yan: "Alliance Leader, didn't we come here to seal the Star Core? In the beginning, Sanyue said that Tingyun had helped us a lot along the way, so we had to give him face, which is why we went to the Earth Balance Division. Now that we've captured the head of Changletian, it should be about time, right..."

March 7th also spoke up:

"That's right. Uncle Yang, aren't we here to seal the star core? General Jingyuan hasn't said anything about the star core besides these things."

Walter calmly explained the issue between the two:

"Based on my judgment, the star core must have been implanted into that Jianmu tree. I have mentioned it to General Jingyuan, but he told me to wait quietly."

"Why listen to him?" March 7th asked, arms crossed, offering a suggestion.

"Why don't we just charge straight for Jianmu? Let's seal the star core first."

"...This approach probably won't work."

Walter said in a deep voice:

"According to General Jingyuan, to get close to Jianmu, we need a 'key'. He asked us to give him some more time, so let's... help out for now and deal with the matter of the Medicine King's Secret Teachings."

"Ahem." Qingzu, sitting opposite, coughed lightly and said awkwardly:

"Mr. Walter, may we begin?"

The crew members of the immortal ship next to Qingzhu were also quite embarrassed after hearing what the train crew had just discussed.

In front of them, they said they would disregard the general's attitude and charge directly at Jianmu...

Isn't that a bit inappropriate?

Seeing that Qingzu spoke, Walter nodded as well.

"Young lady Qingzhu, let's begin."

"okay."

First, Qingzu asked Yan Huan and Sanyueqi:

"Could you two recount your experiences as undercover agents again?"

Walter also looked at the two of them:

"Yan Huan, San Yue, let me hear about your experiences on this trip."

then.

Yan and March 7 took turns recounting the entire process.

From leaving the Earth Balance Office to meeting Green Hibiscus.

Next came the trial of copying scriptures five hundred times, during which he encountered that Cloud Rider. Then, because the second trial required killing someone, he altered Green Hibiscus's consciousness.

Then, upon hearing that the person in charge would be coming forward, they didn't bother intercepting the letters at all, and were prepared to confront Zi Yueji directly... and so on.

After listening.

Qingzu frowned, his voice somewhat hoarse:

"So... when you met Zhixin, he was already the head of the Changletian region?"

"He actually went down that evil path."

The officials, both high and low, sitting next to the blue arrowhead had various expressions.

Unexpectedly, the once renowned sharpshooter Zhixin actually joined the secret teachings of the Medicine King.

Originally... they thought that Zhixin's identity had been exposed and he had been killed by those treacherous people.

Unexpectedly, he has now transformed into the head of the Medicine King's Secret Teachings in the Changletian region!

"Ugh……!"

Chapter 277 I Don't Understand This Medicine

Amidst sighs.

Qingzhu continued:

"What's going on with Zhixin right now? I heard from the Cloud Cavalry that... he's actually helping to capture the Shizhe of Changletian?"

In response, Walter explained on Yan Huan's behalf:

"If I'm not mistaken, that individual's consciousness was influenced by Yan Huan's ability, rather than truly reforming."

March 7th nodded and said:

“Yes, when we were chatting with Zi Yueji before, he always referred to Yunqi as a hunting dog. He also kept talking about the Medicine King’s Compassion and called the Hunting Star God the Demon Bow Ancestor.”

In the Immortal Ship, the Medicine King's Secret Teachings also differ in their names for the Hunting Star God and the Abundant Star God.

Ordinary people of the Immortal Ship would refer to the Hunting Star God as the Emperor Bow Master of Fate, and the Abundant Star God as the Ancestor of Longevity, Plague, and Calamity.

However, the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King goes in the opposite direction, calling the Hunting Star God the Ancestor of the Demon Bow Calamity and the Abundant Star God the Compassionate Medicine King.

Within that terrorist organization, the Medicine King and Compassionate Medicine King they kept mentioning were none other than the Abundant Star God.

Qingzhu sighed:

"This is how the plague of the ancestral temples is: using power and life as bait to lead countless people like Zhixin, who originally had bright futures, down a path of no return."

"Your firsthand information is extremely useful. The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. With this intelligence, the Shence Bureau's decisions will be more accurate."

Suddenly, several cloud riders came running from a distance.

They were stunned to see that a meeting was in progress.

Qingzhu saw them and nodded, gesturing for them to come over.

Several Cloud Riders approached Qingzu and whispered a few words, causing Qingzu's face to turn ashen.

After the cloud riders left, she said, trembling:

"Gentlemen, Zhixin... has been killed."

"what?!"

These words caused an uproar among everyone.

The officials around Qingzu all wore solemn expressions.

Based on the available intelligence, the Divine Spear Executioner who transformed into a demonic form possesses extraordinary strength.

Under his leadership, those ordinary farmers should not have been a match for him.

Besides, he has a large group of Cloud Riders following him.

Under such circumstances, how could he still be killed...?

"Lord Qingzu, who on earth could commit such a heinous act under these circumstances?!"

Qingzhu shook his head and replied:

"Based on their description... it seems more like Zhixin suddenly died from poisoning. Apart from a few Shizhe who were seriously injured by Zhixin and the Yunqi themselves, no one else was found at the scene."

"Damn." March 7th looked at Yan:

"It's over, Purple Moon Rose is gone... We no longer have any high-ranking members of terrorist organizations under our control."

Yan said calmly:

"The terrorist organization will definitely be in turmoil afterward, which will give our spies in other regions a chance to work harder."

“Mr. Yan Huan… Although we have also sent some spies to other areas, most of them cannot penetrate deep into the enemy camp like you can, and can only linger on the periphery.”

Qingzu said with a solemn expression:

"Although the intercepted secret letter from the Medicine King makes it seem like we are everywhere... in reality, only a handful of our undercover agents have successfully infiltrated the Medicine King's secret lineage."

“Most of them don’t have the ability to expose their identities and escape unscathed like these two. Nor do they have the means and good fortune to quickly gain trust and directly meet with the regional head…”

"Besides, undercover agents can't actually take those secret pills passed down by the Medicine King. If they did, their lives would be over."

Immediately afterwards, Qingzu placed another booklet on the table.

On March 7th, he immediately recognized it:

"Damn, this is the scripture I copied so many times! I can almost recite it from memory!"

The wealthy man sitting opposite, along with a group of officials from the Earth Balance Bureau, slowly raised their hands:

“We’ve already memorized it…”

At that time, Yan was only pretending to write in the courtyard, but in reality, he was secretly communicating with the local officials to have them copy his work.

Thanks to him, the arms of several people from the weighing company present are still sore.