From the Valkyrie to the Endless

"What can eight hundred taels of silver do? It's not even enough to fill your stomach."

Shen Qing's words were not exaggerated at all. Warriors' appetites were much larger than those of ordinary people. If there were no medicinal herbs to sustain their consumption, one person's appetite could be equivalent to that of ten or even a hundred people.

A mere eight hundred taels of silver wouldn't last long.

"Second Miss, there are many ways to ask for money. This is too insulting to your status."

"We'll help you think of a solution. If it doesn't work..."

"What kind of situation are you in now? Don't you know? You have been relying on killing people to rob money. Are you an official or a bandit? You called in the Divine Constables. Do you think that death is not fast enough?"

Shen Qing frowned slightly impatiently and growled, silencing these people.

"If you don't make money, you'll be left with nothing."

Shen Qing’s patience was completely exhausted. He no longer cared about these people’s reactions and started his business tonight.

Compared to yesterday, business tonight is much better. As the day goes by, Shen Qing's existence is obviously known to more people.

As soon as she appeared, many people gathered around her and started talking at once:

"My friend used the Nine-Nine Pure Yang Powder and it worked well for him. Give me ten more!"

"I want twenty pairs!"

Seeing this, Shen Qing's eyes flickered slightly. He didn't feel very happy, but instead became a little alert.

She glanced around calmly, and as expected, there were scattered figures standing in the dark corners, looking towards her side vaguely.

There were still some deviations in her estimation. The martial arts technique did not attract any attention, but this Chunyang Powder might have been targeted by someone.

After a moment's thought, Shen Qing spoke in a deep voice:

"The supply of this Nine-Nine Pure Yang Powder is really tight, the price may go up a bit today, thirty taels of silver per pack!"

"Thirty taels?! Why don't you go and rob it?"

"Don't be too greedy. Be careful not to play with fire and get burned."

The price of thirty taels was undoubtedly beyond the affordability of some people, and even attracted some warnings and threats.

But Shen Qing didn't care and didn't give in.

Soon the first batch of Jiujiu Chunyang Powder was sold out.

Looking at Shen Qing covered in a black robe, he could hear bursts of strange laughter from time to time, his hands kept moving, and he took out small medicine bags or martial arts secrets one after another.

Wu Zhenhai and his group, who were not far away, all had numb expressions on their faces.

It was really hard for them to connect the woman in front of them, who was selling aphrodisiacs at the door of the brothel, with the gentle Second Miss in their memory.

Wu Zhenhai in particular, racked his brains to figure out how the little girl, whose face turned red at the slightest teasing at the banquet, could become like this in just a few months.

Only Hao Yun looked thoughtful, with some reverence in his eyes, thinking in his heart:

"The Second Miss is truly a genius. In this desperate situation, she was able to think of this method to raise money."

It would take more than one person to kill that bastard Yang Zongxian. Fighting a war requires food and money. It would be impossible to raise enough money to start an army so quickly by robbing and looting.

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Even though the price was tripled, nearly two hundred packs of Jiujiu Chunyang Powder were still sold out.

Including some martial arts secrets, Shen Qing had nearly seven thousand taels of silver in his hands.

This is undoubtedly a windfall.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Shen Qing glanced around, turned around, and hurried towards the dark alley.

Seeing Shen Qing leave, several figures who had been standing not far away and watching quietly followed.

These people obviously did not come from the same force, their cultivation levels varied, and it was obvious that there were innate martial artists among them.

After several twists and turns, they entered a dark alley, and several figures were stunned.

At the end of the dark alley, there were four or five figures standing, blocking the man in black robe behind them.

Obviously, this man has accomplices.

Realizing that something was wrong, several people wanted to retreat. When they turned around, they found that their retreat had been cut off by a white-haired old man.

Hereby——

Shen Qing tightened his palms slightly, slowly drew out the long sword from his waist, and spoke in a deep voice:

"Kill them all!"

Wu Zhenhai's face was cold, his internal strength surged, his blood boiled, and a layer of blood mist condensed at the side of his body, like a blazing hot furnace, dispelling the chill in the alley.

"Refine blood and turn it into Yang, Grandmaster?!"

The people who were blocked all looked horrified, with disbelief in their eyes.

In their opinion, even if this medicine seller had someone backing him up, he could only be a congenital martial artist at best. But now...

A martial arts master, reduced to selling medicine outside a brothel? !

Looking at the expressions of disbelief on these people's faces, Wu Zhenhai's complexion became even more rosy. Without saying much, he took action directly.

His movements were extremely powerful and swift like a bolt of lightning. He did not look like an old man who was about to die at all.

In an instant, he punched through one man's chest with one palm and broke another man's neck.

These two are the only innate martial artists among these people, including one who is a great innate master.

But in front of the master, he died before he could even take a breath.

After killing these two men, Wu Zhenhai's breath suddenly weakened, and he retreated to the side, breathing heavily.

After his scapula was locked, his martial arts skills were completely destroyed. Now, his internal strength can only be forced to unleash some potential by relying on the Life-Burning Technique.

This is why he looks like he is over 70 even though he is less than 60 years old.

In just a few breaths, the alley was filled with corpses.

Shen Qing walked through the alley with a knife in hand and chopped off the heads of these people one by one. After confirming that there were no survivors, he spoke:

"Leave the city first, then make plans."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 26: The Divine Detective Division

There is no way to let this go peacefully after killing so many people. The best option is to stay out of the spotlight as soon as possible.

They hurried back to the inn, picked up Zhao Yu, and drove out of the city without stopping.

When approaching the city gate, Shen Qing slipped a fifty-liang silver note to the commander guarding the gate, and then left the city safely without any hindrance.

It is no joke that money can make things happen for you.

Only after they had run more than fifty miles away from Jindu did the group have the chance to catch their breath.

"Uncle Wu, is everything okay?"

Shen Qing looked at Wu Zhenhai's pale face and frowned slightly.

It was precisely because she had someone to support her that she dared to triple the price of Chunyang Powder and took the opportunity to make a fortune.

If Wu Zhenhai and his companions had not been there today, even if she could have escaped, it would have been very difficult for her. It was a complete coincidence.

"It's out of the way."

Wu Zhenhai shook his head slightly and smiled faintly:

"You're right. It's ridiculous for us to still worry about our status and face when we've reached this point. The right thing to do is to find a way to raise money."

He looked at Shen Qing with a hint of relief in his eyes. Now he finally saw some of Shen Lie's tricks in Shen Qing.

After calming down the turbulent breath in his body, Wu Zhenhai said in a deep voice: "Do you want to raise an army to attack the Yang family and avenge your father?"

Facing Wu Zhenhai's question, Shen Qing pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"Is there any hidden reason behind my father's rebellion?"

If Shen Lie was really beheaded for rebellion, she wanted to take the opportunity to find out. Now she has a few cards in her hand that she can borrow.

"Yang Zongxian didn't wrongly accuse your father. Shen Lie just wanted to rebel!"

Hearing this, Wu Zhenhai shook his head, and then sighed softly: "As for the reason, it has something to do with the Demon Slayer."

"Human demon?" Shen Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. This was exactly the information she wanted.

Ever since he learned about the existence of the human-demon, Shen Qing has always been curious about how much useful information the current Daxia leaders know about the descendants of gods.

"I also learned some of the details of these things from the letters Shen Lie wrote to me."

Wu Zhenhai looked dazed, his eyes gradually drifting away, lost in memories:

“Fourteen years ago, the Northern Territory countries rose up in arms and invaded Qianzhou, wreaking havoc on the people.

Shen Lie, following the emperor's order, led his troops to quell the rebellion. When he arrived in Qianzhou, he found that it was a hell on earth. Not only were there rebel troops from the northern countries, but also the defenders of Da Xia who took advantage of the chaos to kill innocent people and claim credit in order to make huge profits.

After discovering this, Shen Lie was extremely angry and immediately wrote a letter to Yang Zongxian, asking for an imperial order to investigate and handle the case quickly, but he did not receive a response for a long time.

At this point, Wu Zhenhai laughed at himself, with helplessness in his eyes:

"Those generals who killed innocent people and took credit for their achievements feared that your father would punish them later. After this battle, they all joined Prime Minister Liu Kunnan's faction and have been opposing your father in every aspect of the court ever since."

"What is the origin of that demon?"

After asking this question, Shen Qing already had a vague guess in his mind.

"The Demon Slayer, whose real name is Sikong Yuan, was originally just an ordinary hunter in Qianzhou. His family was affected by the soldiers who killed Liang and took credit for the killing.

After watching his wife and daughter being tortured to death and his parents being beheaded, Sikong Yuan became possessed.

When ordinary people are possessed by demons, their combat power is at most equal to that of a martial arts master, but Sikong Yuan is gifted and has the power to rival a martial arts master."

Perhaps he remembered something, Wu Zhenhai's eyes suddenly turned cold:

"The Divine Constables are extremely sensitive to news. The day after Sikong Yuan was possessed by the devil, they arrived at Qianzhou and began hunting the devil.