Chapter 65: The Vampire Divine Palm First Reveals Its Might

Clang!

The sound of the copper gong echoed continuously.

"The Qingfeng City Yamen is officially open for business today! Those with grievances come seek justice, those with enmities come settle scores, come take a look!"

Clang!

"Magistrate Lin Zhedong is personally holding court and guarantees to redress your grievances! Anyone with any injustice, step forward and appeal!"

Clang!

Another chime of the gong rang out.

Li Erha's throat was growing somewhat hoarse from shouting, but since Chen Xuan had not told him to stop, he did not dare to halt and continued to yell at the top of his lungs.

"The Qingfeng City Yamen is officially—"

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a chopstick flew out from the second-floor window of a tavern. Imbued with formidable internal energy, it emitted a piercing whistle and shot directly toward the space between Li Erha's eyebrows.

Chen Xuan, walking at the very front, possessed sharp eyes and quick hands; he reached out and grabbed it.

Puff!

The chopstick was caught firmly in his grip, a mere inch away from Li Erha's forehead.

Li Erha turned pale with fright, drenched in cold sweat and trembling with terror.

Chen Xuan clenched his palm, snapping the chopstick in two. Raising his gaze, he looked toward the tavern ahead and shouted, "Audacious scoundrel, how dare you attack an imperial official! Will you crawl out on your own, or shall I come in and drag you out?!"

The crowd gathered on the surrounding streets gasped in shock, all of them raising their heads to look.

Someone had finally couldn't help but make a move.

Who could this be?

The tavern remained dead silent, without the slightest sound leaking out.

"Turtle's son, aren't you coming down?"

Chen Xuan cursed.

"Noisy!"

An indifferent voice rang out from the third floor of the tavern. Brimming with powerful internal energy, it sounded clearly in everyone's ears.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Suddenly, six consecutive chopsticks burst through the window on the third floor, shooting downward with a sharp whistle toward the other constables.

The group of constables turned pale with alarm and hurriedly retreated in a panic.

Chen Xuan grew furious. Drawing his official saber and channeling basic sword techniques through the blade while infusing his eyes with internal energy, the speed of the incoming chopsticks instantly appeared to slow down infinitely in his vision.

He leaped into the air and swept his long saber across.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Each chopstick was precisely and flawlessly swatted away.

Landing back on the ground, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, Chen Xuan stomped his foot and charged toward the tavern.

Boom!

The Eight Steps to Cicada's Shedding!

His figure vanished instantly like a residual shadow.

The crowd on the street was thoroughly startled.

So fast!

Zhao Feilong and Xiao Yunxi, standing on the second floor of the opposite tavern, both narrowed their eyes, a brilliant light flashing within them.

"Such lightness kung fu!"

Xiao Yunxi could not help but praise aloud.

Listening Rain Tower.

Third-floor private room.

Three men sat within, surrounded by fine wine and delicacies, accompanied by singing and dancing courtesans. A bevy of young maidens surrounded them, giggling incessantly.

One of the men, having just tossed out a handful of chopsticks, didn't bother to look back. Instead, he embraced the woman beside him and smiled as he looked across the table.

"Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you in a few years, yet your strength is far beyond the past. In my opinion, you are fully qualified to contend for a spot on the Human Ranking. Did you also come this time for the fortuitous opportunity?"

Opposite him was a man with his hair tied in a crown, a slender face, and a sword hanging at his waist. His expression always carried a hint of melancholy.

He sighed softly and said, "How could a spot on the Human Ranking be so easily attained? If I can seize a sliver of opportunity this time, perhaps there is a chance. If I fail, I'm afraid I'll have to wait several more years before I can challenge the Human Ranking!"

"Brother Zhang is being too modest. In my view, the Human Ranking is nothing much. With your strength, Brother Zhang, as long as you wish to ascend, how could it be difficult?"

The man smiled.

Brother Zhang shook his head slightly and suddenly asked, "Brother Tang, you just openly attacked the constables downstairs like that. Aren't you worried about provoking the imperial court?"

"The imperial court?"

That Brother Tang chuckled lightly, exchanging a glance with the other man in gray robes nearby, and both burst into hearty laughter.

The gray-robed man sneered, "Brother Zhang, you have just arrived in Qingfeng City and do not know how complex the situation here is. This place is not governed by the imperial court. This yamen has been abandoned for nearly ten years, and whenever a new constable takes office, they invariably die in various vendettas. So even if we kill them, no one will care."

Brother Zhang sighed slightly, saying, "To attack like this out of nowhere still seems lacking in martial arts chivalry."

"Who told that constable to make such a racket early in the morning, ruining my refined mood? Reunited with Brother Zhang today, how could I tolerate such noise from others?"

Brother Tang sneered coldly.

"Indeed."

The gray-robed man also laughed, saying, "Even if we hadn't made a move, someone else would have. Still, that constable has a tough life to have survived. Today, I'll spare his life for Brother Zhang's sake."

Boom!

Just as his voice fell, a fierce aura surged up from downstairs, whipping up a violent gust of wind that smashed the door of their private room into smithereens.

The expressions of the three men shifted, and they turned to look.

They saw Chen Xuan rushing forward engulfed in a terrifying aura. Without a single word, he raised his hand and slashed straight down toward the closest 'Brother Zhang'.

Brother Zhang's expression changed drastically. Sensing a terrifying force pressing down on him, he instantly realized this was an unfathomably powerful expert. Too late to draw his sword, he formed a shield with his right hand, channeled all his internal energy, and met the palm strike head-on.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, Brother Zhang spat a mouthful of fresh blood. His entire body was blasted backward out of his seat, crashing heavily against the side wall. His face flushed crimson and his arm was dislocated.

The other two men widened their eyes in shock, roared in anger, and quickly sprang forward.

One threw a punch while the other swung a saber, instantly stirring up a whirlwind of fierce qi.

The fluttering maidens screamed in terror, hugging their heads and fleeing in all directions.

Chen Xuan's eyes turned icy. Facing the man throwing the punch, he hurled a fist straight at him.

Bang!

The impact was dull and heavy. A force of 1,720 catties shattered Brother Tang's arm on the spot. With a miserable shriek, bare bone pierced directly through his flesh, and blood spurted like a fountain as his body was sent flying backward, wailing in agony.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Behind him, the gray-robed man's saber technique was bizarre, tricky, and cold, launching a rapid assault on Chen Xuan from unimaginable angles.

Chen Xuan swayed repeatedly, dodging wave after wave of attacks. He grabbed the opponent's long saber with one hand, while his other large hand lightning-fast pinched the gray-robed man's face, instantly unleashing the Blood-Sucking Divine Palm.

Puff!

Aah!

The gray-robed man let out a blood-curdling scream. Blood gushed uncontrollably from his mouth, nose, and eyes like a spring. The blood within his body was forcibly ripped out by Chen Xuan's Blood-Sucking Divine Palm, causing him excruciating, agonizing pain.

His eyeballs instantly burst out from their sockets, crushed into powder by the formidable suction force.

Grabbing the man's body, Chen Xuan flung him hard against the side wall with a loud thud. The man wailed incessantly, his face covered in blood, his eyes blinded, and multiple blood vessels ruptured throughout his body. He shrieked miserably, on the verge of death.

"Damn it all! I'm working my fingers to the bone promoting the rule of law and serving the people, and not only do they refuse to cooperate, but they even dare to attack an imperial official—purely courting death! When I get back, I'm going to hang you all outside the gates for ten days, and none of you are getting away."

Chen Xuan cursed fiercely.

I'm determined to be a good constable!

Why do brainless idiots keep provoking me?!

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Brother Zhang in the corner coughed up blood repeatedly, his face completely drained of color. He wheezed with difficulty, "A misunderstanding... my lord, it's all a misunderstanding! Everything was my fault, please listen to m—"

Bang!

Chen Xuan delivered a kick, dislocating the man's jaw and slamming him viciously into the opposite corner.

"Motherfucker, you know it's your fault and you still dare to flap your gums? Say one more word and I'll hack you to pieces right now!"

Brother Zhang was in agonizing pain, his mouth dripping with blood, unable to utter another syllable.

Utter terror had completely overtaken his mind.

What kind of strength did this constable possess?!

He himself possessed forty-five years of internal energy, yet he had been reduced to a heavy injury by this constable with a single palm strike! More crucially, this constable hadn't even entered the Meridian-Opening realm yet; he was still merely gathering qi, just like him.

This level of strength was simply too terrifying.

A bitter taste flooded his heart.

He hadn't even been the one to attack this time.

Brother Tang had struck, and he hadn't had time to stop him, yet he had unexpectedly brought disaster upon himself!

He was completely wronged!