The Imperial Guards, like Yama, slaughtered until the Empress cried out for help.

Shen Qing's Mountain-Splitting Fist struck in response, blasting Zhu Yuan, who hadn't even landed yet, into the air before crashing to the ground.

Before he even hit the ground, he saw Shen Qing standing directly below, preparing his Mountain-Splitting Fist and waiting for him.

Now, only Zhang Shan's words were on Zhu Yuan's mind.

"Shen Qing punched me three times, and I must pass the seventh day after his death."

The next instant, Shen Qing unleashed his Mountain-Splitting Fist. The power of this punch was so great that the sound reverberated throughout half of the western part of Luoshui City, and even created a shockwave above the Hundred Households Office.

Zhu Yuan's figure also completely disappeared, turning into a sky full of blood foam.

The shockwave from that punch sent everyone except the three people in the very center who were able to remain seated swaying and staggering.

Everyone was stunned.

You said three punches, and you really meant three? You wouldn't give even one more?

That's too brutal.

Just then, a dark shadow fell from the sky; it was a wild goose that had just been stunned by the shockwave.

Shen Qing stretched out his hand, and a surge of true energy flowed out, gently supporting the wild goose.

Then, Shen Qing turned around and looked towards the arena.

"Next, who wants to give it a try?"

Xu Lin immediately lowered his head. He was indeed a Golden-Clad Constable, but his strength was only at the third level of the Grandmaster realm, not much stronger than Zhu Yuan.

If he dares to step into the ring, there will be one more person who has passed the seventh day after death.

Shen Qing then turned his gaze to the other constables, but without exception, none of them dared to meet Shen Qing's eyes; they all lowered their heads and imitated ostriches.

Until Zhang Mo, he met Shen Qing's gaze directly.

"Shen Qing! We're all working for the imperial court! Aren't you going too far? Couldn't you have held back a little?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Goodness! A life-or-death fight and you're telling people to hold back?

Moreover, Shen Qing had just killed a Grandmaster using violent means, and he clearly hadn't killed enough yet, so why would someone jump out at this time?

Zhang Shan directly touched a silver-clad constable next to him with his hand.

"Has Zhang Mo always been this brave?"

The silver-clad constable's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"I'm not familiar with him anymore, really not familiar with him, please don't ask me anymore, I beg you."

Shen Qing remained calm, using his true energy to drag the wild goose to the side of the ground. Then, he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot, reappearing in front of Zhang Mo.

"This is a fight to the death, are you playing house? Not convinced? Then let's settle this in the ring."

Shen Qing grabbed Zhang Mo by the collar and dragged him toward the ring.

Zhang Mo's expression completely changed: "Shen Qing! What are you doing! I didn't sign a life-or-death agreement with you!"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

But his struggles were as futile as a baby's; Shen Qing's hand held him firmly like an iron clamp.

Zhang Mo turned his gaze to Xu Lin and the others.

"Xu Lin! Help me! Help me!"

However, Xu Lin and the others did not dare to meet his gaze.

Zhang Mo shouted again, "Shen Qing! You can't kill me! My father is the Prince of Dongling! If you kill me, my father won't let you get away with it!"

Shen Qing scoffed, "The Prince of Dongling? Please, at least find someone with a stronger backing, okay? What kind of trash is the Prince of Dongling anyway?"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Six Doors lowered their heads even further.

Zhang Mo was dumbfounded. This was the first time in all the time he had been away from home that someone had disrespected his father.

In that instant, seeing the evasive gazes of Xu Lin and the others, and observing Shen Qing's attitude, he seemed to have suddenly matured, as if he had come to understand some things.

The world is too vast, and there are always people who are not afraid of their father, the King of Dongling. Xu Lin and his ilk only care about their father, the King of Dongling. When trouble comes, they will not care about them at all.

Zhang Mo's tone softened completely.

"Shen Qing, I was wrong, I really admit it, I won't be sarcastic anymore."

Shen Qing snorted, grabbed Zhang Mo by the collar, and slammed him onto the floor in front of Xu Lin, causing the floor to crack in several places.

This incident shattered several of Zhang Mo's bones, but at least he survived.

"You admitted your mistake quickly enough. If you ever talk back again, I'll rip your tongue out and feed it to the dogs!"

After hearing this, Zhang Mo's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Xu Lin and the others still dared not meet Shen Qing's gaze, and Shen Qing said coldly.

"Xu Lin, do you still think I'm impolite?"

Xu Lin shook his head.

Shen Qing walked unhurriedly toward the people from the Six Doors. His powerful aura, unique to the Grandmaster realm, burst forth, and the oppressive force of his domineering true energy made them breathless. Even Xu Lin's forehead was covered in sweat.

"Now I'm going to teach you a lesson: if you want me to respect you, you have to respect me too."

"If you don't know your place and still provoke me, then you should be prepared to bear the consequences."

"Now, do you know what to do?"

Xu Lin nodded, his lips dry: "I understand..."

"You know that, so why aren't you leaving? Do you want me to personally escort you out?"

Xu Lin and the others trembled.

"No, no, we'll leave right away, right away!"

A group of people pulled Zhang Mo up from the ground and ran haphazardly towards the outside of the Hundred Households Office.

After Qin Chuan dismissed the other centurions, he looked at Shen Qing with some worry.

"Shen Qing, you've had your fun, but Zhang Mo is, after all, the son of the King of Dongling. What if he seeks revenge?"

Shen Qing waved his hand: "Even if they had ten more lives, they wouldn't dare."

Shen Qing's innate sixth sense could sense it, and Zhang Mo was truly impressed. He figured that from now on, he wouldn't even have the courage to speak loudly to Shen Qing.

He indeed had no intention of seeking revenge. After waking up, he didn't even say goodbye to Xu Lin and the others, and left Luoshui City alone.

As for the Prince of Dongling, he was quite agitated when he first heard that his son had been beaten. He rushed out of Dongling Mountain and wanted to come to Yongning County to find Shen Qing and demand an explanation.

He returned to Dongling Mountain less than an hour after leaving, with some injuries on his face, but his eyes were crystal clear.

He then announced that Dongling Mountain would be closed immediately, and that he would be going into seclusion.

No one should contact him for the next ten years; just pretend he's dead.

......

An inn in the eastern part of Luoshui City.

After the White Dragon Cult's stronghold was destroyed a month ago, they quickly established a new stronghold in Yongning County.

This inn was one of the meeting points.

A group of White Dragon Cult members gathered here, the lowest level of which was the Innate Realm.

They wanted to retaliate against the Embroidered Uniform Guard and avenge the loss of their stronghold last time.

The leader of the group said in a deep voice, "You didn't give yourself away this time, did you?"

The man looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

"Our operation this time is simple: revenge."

"Eliminate the Imperial Guards of Luoshui City in one fell swoop, and at the same time, plunder precious medicines, secret manuals, gold and silver as quickly as possible."

One of the followers spoke up: "It was supposed to be simple, but that idiot Wei Jiong exposed himself, and Qin Chuan and Lu Tong have returned to Luoshui City ahead of schedule. What should we do?"

The man waved his hand: "No need to worry, the sect has already sent three Grandmaster-level experts to help, enough to kill Qin Chuan and Lu Tong together."

"Our task is with those centurions, the Imperial Guards, and the soldiers guarding the city."

Everyone nodded, which made sense.

Suddenly, one of the believers spoke up: "Have you forgotten something?"

Everyone turned to look at him, and he paused for a moment before continuing.

"West City, what do we do about West City? Who's going to deal with him?"

The room fell silent instantly, and the air seemed to grow colder. Right, what about Xicheng?

Xicheng is Shen Qing's territory, and just looking at Shen Qing's record is enough to suffocate them.

Do you want us to go and attack Shen Qing?

Do not make jokes.

Isn't that like an old man eating poison—getting tired of living?

Seeing that no one was speaking, the believer continued preaching.

"And don't you guys even have a feeling about it?"

"Don't you guys think Shen Qing has become increasingly cruel lately?"