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

Everyone in the room was grimacing and their scalps tingled.

Why is the White Dragon Cult so determined to establish a stronghold in Luoshui City? Luoshui City has a large population and is a good hiding place, but it is just a good spot.

The main reason is that many of the trading partners are in Luoshui City.

The Blackwater Gang, Dezheng Pavilion, and the magistrate and vice-prefect of Luoshui City all had dealings with them.

Although the last stronghold was destroyed, these trading partners are still there, so Luoshui City remains a highly sought-after destination for them.

After taking over, as long as the connection is re-established, the transaction can still be carried out, and they can easily obtain silver and merit points.

The man's name was Bai Li. He spent a lot of money bribing people in front of and behind the White Dragon Sect before finally managing to get the task of rebuilding the stronghold and becoming the leader of the new stronghold in Luoshui City.

Then everyone knows what happened: Shen Qing beheaded these trading partners one after another within a month.

It's like the White Dragon Cult cooked a pot of rice, but before they could even take a few bites, they were chased away by the Imperial Guards. But at least the rice was still there, so they could come back and continue eating.

Before you could even sit down properly after coming back, Shen Qing suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed a bowl of rice, and kicked your stove away.

Before leaving, he turned back and gave you a cold smile.

"Eat, eat, eat! Eat your mother's food!"

With Shen Qing doing this, how could the White Dragon Cult not be furious?

If you don't want to play, then nobody should play!

At this moment, one of the followers spoke up: "I'm only at the fourth level of the Innate Realm, they can't possibly send me."

"If you, at the fourth level of the Innate Realm, can't go, then it's even more impossible for me, who has just entered the Innate Realm, to go."

Immediately, these people of lower cultivation levels began to speak.

The White Dragon Cult's doctrines were originally like a wolf-like culture, with the law of the jungle being extremely evident. It was common for those with lower cultivation levels to be bullied by those with higher cultivation levels. But now, however, having a lower cultivation level has become a lifesaver.

The ball has reached a higher level.

A man with a sword at his waist spoke slowly and deliberately: "As you all know, Shen Qing's swordsmanship is extremely powerful. I, who wield a sword, could never be his match."

"As the saying goes, 'An inch longer, an inch stronger,' so you go ahead, you with the gun."

The man with the gun slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "So, I deserve to die just because I use a gun?"

He was so desperate he was almost ready to pull out a gun and stab someone.

Just then, Bai Li slammed his hand on the table: "Stop arguing, I'm going to Shen Qing's place!"

The swordsman clapped his hands: "Wow, Chief Bai, you're going to find Shen Qing alone? Aren't you afraid he'll beat you to death?"

Bai Li glared at the man and took out a paper packet from her pocket: "Do you think I'm stupid? Of course I'll use poison."

The cult members exchanged glances: "Poison? Is that even possible? How are you going to get close to Shen Qing? How would you possibly have a chance to poison him?"

Bai Li sat up straight: "I have a brilliant plan."

"I've been investigating Shen Qing for a while now. He has four trusted confidants, and his meals and drinks are usually taken care of by a man named Shusheng."

"This scholar buys delicacies from Luoshui City for Shen Qing every day. All I need to do is make a dish, make it famous, and attract that scholar to buy it."

"I've already set up a food stall on the street not far from the Hundred Households' Office, which has already caught the scholar's attention. He'll come to buy some food sooner or later!"

Bai Li revealed a confident expression.

"Although Shen Qing is talented, strong, skilled with a sword, has excellent footwork, and is good at archery, he can't be all-around.

"He can't possibly be immune to drugs, can he?"

He suffered so many setbacks.

Bai Li deserves to win this time, right?

......

Luoshui City Hundred Household Office.

Today, Qin Chuan visited Shen Qing again.

Qin Chuan met Shen Qing in the courtyard and immediately took out a booklet from his pocket and handed it to Shen Qing.

Shen Qing took the booklet and glanced at it.

"What is this?"

"Regarding your swordsmanship, I heard that you've been using the Wind-Piercing Sword Technique since Baiyun County. But you're already a Grandmaster, so using that Wind-Piercing Sword Technique is too outdated. That's why I found you a powerful sword technique."

"This sword technique is called 'Nine Thunderstrikes.' Logically speaking, it cannot be learned by anyone who is not at the Grandmaster level. However, you are a Grandmaster at the age of twenty, which makes it difficult to judge you by ordinary standards. Therefore, I found this sword technique for you."

Shen Qing is currently lacking a sword technique. The Wind-Rubbing Sword Technique is indeed outdated, and Shen Qing relies purely on his strength now.

After flipping through it and glancing at it briefly, his eyes lit up. It was indeed a very good sword technique. This sword technique was extremely domineering, and when combined with Shen Qing's domineering true qi, it would be even easier to dismember the body.

"Governor, you've really gone all out. This swordsmanship must have cost a fortune."

Although Shen Qing only exchanged for precious medicines in the Zhenfu Division's Hall of Merit, there are actually quite a few treasures in the Hall, including weapons, armor, and secret manuals.

If this swordsmanship were displayed in the Hall of Merit, it would be worth no less than five thousand merit points.

So Qin Chuan really went all out; five thousand merit points is no small sum for a garrison commander.

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "You really did me a huge favor by capturing Wei Jiong. As for a mere sword technique, I feel like I got the better deal."

Just then, the scholar's voice came from outside.

"Boss, boss, a new porridge shop has opened outside the Hundred Households Office. It's been packed with people these past few days. I tried it, and it's really good. I'll bring it back for you to try."

The scholar walked in carrying a scalding hot bowl.

"Oh, Lord Qin, you're here too. Wait a moment, I'll go buy you a bowl as well, the taste is really good."

Qin Chuan stood up and straightened his clothes: "Never mind, I'd better go first. There's a lot of work to do at the Zhenfu Division. Let's do it another day."

"Then I'll be going now, Shen Qing. I wish you a speedy mastery of this technique."

After saying that, Qin Chuan walked out of the house. But as soon as Qin Chuan left, Shen Qing put the "Nine Thunder Knives" aside.

In the short time it took to speak, with the blessing of Dao Heart Clarity and the Innate Sword Immortal, Shen Qing had completely perfected the Nine Thunderstrikes!

The scholar placed the porridge in front of Shen Qing, removed the dust-covering plate, and revealed a bowl of lean meat porridge inside.

Shen Qing picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and put it in her mouth.

Shen Qing's eyes lit up.

Whether it tastes good or not is another matter. After all, the scholar's understanding of his own taste is getting better and better. Shen Qing hasn't eaten anything he dislikes in a long time.

What caught Shen Qing's eye was the delicious ingredients in the porridge.

After taking a bite, the innate poison body began to function, frantically converting the poison into true energy.

Moreover, this poison is quite potent. Shen Qing roughly sensed it and concluded that it was specifically designed for Grandmasters, suppressing the true qi of Grandmasters. If one doesn't use true qi normally, it's fine, but if one does, it will detonate the true qi, causing the user immense pain.

Moreover, it is colorless and odorless, making it an extremely insidious poison.

Shen Qing calmly continued drinking his porridge, tasting the poison as he began to think.

Shen Qing still trusted the scholar, and his innate sixth sense did not send out any warning signals.

Moreover, this poison is specifically designed for Grandmaster-level cultivators, so its value is not low, which also rules out the possibility that the poisoner wanted to poison ordinary people as revenge against society.

Then the answer is obvious.

This person came specifically for Shen Qing.

Thinking of this, Shen Qing picked up the bowl and drank the rest of the porridge, wiped his mouth, got up and went outside.

"Scholar, where is this porridge shop? Take me there."

"It tastes good."

"I want to properly thank that boss."