In this chaotic world of martial arts, I'll become a god by adding skill points!

Chapter 94 County Magistrate Zhao

As the two soldiers' large, fan-like hands reached out with a strong gust of wind, the last trace of helplessness in Wang Anping's eyes vanished, replaced by a frozen calm.

He didn't even make a move to get up; he simply sat upright in the chair, and his aura suddenly changed!

Just moments ago he was calm and reserved, but now he erupts like a dormant volcano!

A concentrated, powerful, yet perfectly integrated and invisible pressure instantly spread out from him!

The air in the entire lobby seemed to freeze, and the temperature plummeted.

The soldiers closest to the front, including the two who rushed forward, suddenly froze.

It was as if he had run into an invisible wall of air; his face instantly turned red, he struggled to breathe, and his eyes revealed a look of horror.

The cups, plates, and bowls on the table trembled slightly, making a soft clinking sound.

"What?!"

Zhou Dutou, who was the first to be hit, suddenly narrowed his pupils to pinpoints, and the confident and stern expression on his face was instantly replaced by disbelief and horror!

As a martial artist who has mastered the hidden strength, his sensitivity to qi is far more acute than that of ordinary people.

This sudden burst of pressure was perfectly round and unified, held back yet unfathomable.

It was like a bottomless abyss beneath a calm sea, a level far beyond his reach!

It's neutralizing power! Absolutely neutralizing power! And it's extremely profound, almost perfectly flawless neutralizing power!

What shattered his spirit even more was that the young man in front of him, whom he had suspected of being a spy, clearly looked only seventeen or eighteen years old!

A martial arts master at such a young age?

This can't be described as genius; it's downright monstrous!

They are the kind of people that only legendary martial arts holy lands and top families could possibly cultivate!

Did I just think of getting violent towards someone like that?

Overwhelmed by immense fear and lingering dread, Zhou Dutou's hand gripping the hilt of his knife trembled involuntarily.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

The surrounding diners and staff were so terrified by the sudden, terrifying pressure that they collapsed to the ground or clung to the walls, their screams caught in their throats.

They didn't understand anything about Ming Jin, An Jin, or Hua Jin; they only knew that the young man had suddenly become incredibly terrifying, as if a prehistoric beast had opened its eyes, making them tremble from the depths of their souls.

Just as the atmosphere in the lobby reached a fever pitch, and Zhou, the head constable, was almost crushed by the silent pressure, an anxious, loud voice came from the inn's entrance: "Stop! Everyone stop!"

Before the words had even finished, a figure dressed in a blue official robe with a long sword at his waist swept into the hall like a gust of wind. It was none other than Zhao Zhongkun, the county magistrate of Gushui County!

He was about forty years old, with a square face and piercing eyes. He also exuded the harmonious aura unique to masters of internal energy, but at this moment, this aura was filled with obvious shock and anger.

He had clearly arrived in a great hurry.

Upon entering, his gaze swept over Zhou, the head constable, who stood frozen in place, drenched in cold sweat, and the group of soldiers who were trembling with fear.

Then the gaze fell upon Wang Anping, who sat upright in his chair, his expression calm yet exuding an aura as deep and imposing as a mountain.

His heart skipped a beat, and he cursed Zhou Dutou as an idiot!

He could tell at a glance that this young man was more than just a Transformation Realm cultivator; his aura was so pure and refined, and his foundation so solid and profound!

So young, yet possessing such skill—the implications are self-evident! How could he possibly be a spy from Liangzhou?

If Liangzhou had the ability to cultivate such a person, would it need to send him as a spy?

"You bastard!"

Zhao Zhongkun showed no mercy, stepping forward and shouting at the still-dazed Zhou Biao, "Zhou Biao! You have the audacity to offend such an honored guest! Quickly apologize to this young hero!"

Zhou Biao suddenly realized what was happening, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down. He quickly bowed and his voice trembled: "I—I was blind and offended you, senior—young hero!"

Please forgive me, young hero! Please forgive me!

He even got confused about what to call him. At this moment, in his eyes, Wang Anping was no longer any suspicious teenager.

He is clearly a martial arts master who has reversed the aging process, or a direct descendant of some reclusive sect!

When Wang Anping saw that the person in question had arrived, and that his attitude was completely different, he was surprised.

The terrifying pressure around him receded like a tide, and he instantly transformed back into an ordinary boy who just seemed to have a more composed demeanor.

He glanced at Zhou Biao indifferently, said nothing, and then turned his gaze to Zhao Zhongkun.

Relieved, Zhao Zhongkun quickly put on a polite smile, clasped his hands, and said, "I am Zhao Zhongkun, the magistrate of Gushui County. My lack of discipline has led to my subordinate's recklessness and disturbance of the young hero. I apologize for this!"

Wang Anping then slowly rose, returned the greeting with a cupped hand, and said in a calm tone, "County Commandant Zhao, you are too kind. I was just passing through your area when a misunderstanding occurred; it is good that it has been cleared up."

"Young hero, you have such a magnanimous spirit!"

Zhao Zhongkun's smile widened, but inwardly he held Wang Anping's composure and experience in even higher regard. He waved for Zhou Biao and the others to quickly leave and clean up the scene, then instructed the innkeeper, "All expenses incurred by the young hero today are to be charged to my account!"

The shopkeeper, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Zhongkun then turned to Wang Anping and tentatively asked, "May I ask where the immortal realm is, young hero, and where you intend to go this time?"

If there is anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate to ask.

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After a moment's thought, Wang Anping felt that County Magistrate Zhao's attitude was sincere.

Since they were both at the Transformation Realm, this was an opportunity to gather information, so he said, "My name is Wang Anping. I have heard of the Misty Peak in the Northwest and have long yearned to visit it. I am just about to go and see for myself."

"Misty Peak?!"

Zhao Zhongkun's eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"What a coincidence! What a coincidence! To be honest, young hero Wang, my daughter Zhao Qingyue will also be setting off for Misty Peak soon to participate in its outer disciple selection!"

If you don't mind, young hero, why not stay at my humble abode for a few days?

Once my daughter is ready, you can travel together! That way you can look out for each other.

Seeing that Wang Anping seemed to have doubts, Zhao Zhongkun immediately added, "Young hero, you may not know this, but Misty Peak is one of the most renowned martial arts holy sites in the world."

The area is surrounded by a maze-like formation; without a familiar person to guide you or a token to lead you, you will be trapped.

Outsiders find it extremely difficult to locate the mountain gate and are very likely to get lost in the vast mountains.

"I happen to have a simple route map given to me by an old friend. Although it's not detailed, it points out the general direction and a few key landmarks, which is much better than you figuring it out on your own."

Wang Anping's heart stirred.

He was indeed not very familiar with the exact location of Piaofeng and how to enter it, and searching for it alone would inevitably be time-consuming and laborious, and might even be in vain.

This County Magistrate Zhao doesn't seem to have any ill intentions. His daughter is also going to Misty Peak, so going with her would be a good choice.

Moreover, as a county constable, the other party is familiar with the area and may be able to provide more useful information.

After a brief consideration, Wang Anping nodded and replied, "In that case, I will trouble County Magistrate Zhao."

Zhao Zhongkun was overjoyed: "Not at all! It's my honor that Young Hero Wang would deign to stay here! Please, this way!"

He personally led the way, his attitude warm yet respectful.

Under the complex gazes of a room full of awe, curiosity, and envy, Wang Anping calmly left the inn with Zhao Zhongkun.

He knew that he would likely have to attend some social events in the next few days, but he should also be able to gain a lot of information about the road ahead.

Useful information about Piaofeng, and even about the situation in the Northwest.

The two figures disappeared at the entrance of the inn, and only then did the spell of immobilization seem to be lifted in the lobby.

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, and then a low murmur of suppressed discussion suddenly arose.