Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start

At this moment, in the northwest corner of Qiongtian City, there was a teahouse situated, with exquisite decorations. Those who frequented this place were the high-ranking officials and nobles of Qiongtian City, as well as the scions of prominent families.

Gu Chen, accompanied by Luo Feng and a host of soldiers, had spent nearly half an hour to arrive here.

The area of Qiongtian City was not small. Although it was not as expansive as Tiandu, it could accommodate close to a million inhabitants, which naturally meant it was not small in scale.

Upon seeing Gu Chen and his entourage approaching, the surrounding crowd immediately withdrew to a distance, and the teahouse's servant hurriedly ran out, putting on a smile and asked, "My esteemed officials, what brings you here?"

Gu Chen sat astride his horse with an indifferent gaze. With just a glance, he could tell that this servant possessed some cultivation and was an assassin from the Blood Cloth Tower.

Bang!

Without another word, Gu Chen struck with his palm. The teahouse servant, merely at the level of having his meridians opened, couldn't withstand Gu Chen's palm strike, not even a casual blow. The servant immediately vomited blood, the majority of his bones shattered, and he was killed on the spot.

"Who are you!"

Upon seeing the servant killed by a palm strike from Gu Chen, the teahouse's manager immediately flew into a rage and charged out, glaring at Gu Chen.

At the same time, there were some patrons inside the teahouse drinking tea who noticed the commotion at the entrance. Seeing a murder taking place, they all hurriedly ran out as well.

A middle-aged man dressed in brocade clothes looked at the servant lying on the ground, frowned, covered his nose with his hand, and was about to question loudly, but as soon as he saw Gu Chen's face, his expression changed instantly.

"Gu... Lord Gu, what are you doing here, what... what's going on?" The middle-aged man was bewildered. He had seen Gu Chen at the banquet the day before and had come to the teahouse especially this morning to drink tea and sober up from his hangover.

Gu Chen waved his hand dismissively, not bothering to explain, and gestured for the man to step aside. The middle-aged man, seeing this, did not question further and quickly moved to one side.

Now, Gu Chen could be said to be the leading figure of Qiongtian City. Even Wen Ziyun had to obey Gu Chen's orders, let alone him.

This middle-aged man in brocade clothes also held a certain status in Qiongtian City. Seeing his reaction, the other patrons didn't know Gu Chen's identity but also quickly scrambled to move aside.

Seeing this, the teahouse manager realized that something was amiss, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

Pfft!

But the next second, before he could make any move, Gu Chen instantly saw through his intentions. With a light flick of his finger, a tremendously solid finger force shot out and instantly pierced the man's throat.

"Ugh..."

His eyes wide open, lips fluttering with an unconscious scream, he clutched his throat from which blood gushed continuously. Soon his hands were also stained a bloody red. With a thump, he fell to the ground, dead.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

At that moment, several figures burst from inside the teahouse. Accompanied by a burst of strong wind, they all aimed their attacks at Gu Chen.

Boom!

Gu Chen's expression remained calm as he casually struck back with a palm. The surging power from his palm sent the figures flying out, blood spraying from their mouths.

Nowadays, even a Vajra Stage martial artist was no match for Gu Chen in a single exchange; only a warrior at the Gang Qi Stage was worthy of facing Gu Chen.

Hiss!

However, at that moment, a crafty and vicious sword light suddenly flashed from inside the teahouse, aiming straight for Gu Chen's cheek.

Gu Chen remained seated on his horse, unmoving, simply extending two fingers to steadily catch the sword aimed at his cheek between them.

Clang!

A sword's ringing resounded as the blade sandwiched between Gu Chen's fingers shone with a daunting cold light. Gu Chen raised his brows, loosened his fingers, and simultaneously struck back with a palm, colliding with the incoming palm attack, producing a dull thud.
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"A Gang Qi Stage martial artist?"

Gu Chen was surprised. He hadn't expected the Blood Cloth Tower to have placed a warrior at the Gang Qi Stage in Qiongtian City, taking quite the daring step.

After all, Qiongtian City was a prefectural city with strict defenses. Any slight mishap leading to exposure would mean a death sentence, yet Blood Cloth Tower had indeed ventured to station a Gang Qi Stage warrior there.

It's worth noting that a Gang Qi Stage could already be considered a top-notch expert in the world. Even martial artists with internal Gangqi held a considerable reputation in the martial world. Almost anywhere they went, they would be respected and honored.

Even within top sects like Sunset Sword Sect, Heavenly Saber Sect, and Da Guangming Sect, Gang Qi Stage warriors could be considered pivotal, capable of taking up the position of an elder.

This was because beyond the Gang Qi Stage was the Returning to True Stage. Those who reached the Returning to True Stage were addressed as True Persons. Even in the vast Sunset Sword Sect, there weren't many warriors at the Returning to True Stage. Many of the world's first-rate forces were evidently founded by Returning to True Stage warriors.

And beyond the Returning to True Stage were the martial arts grandmasters, usually the sect leaders or heads of elite forces.

From this, one could see the esteemed status of Gang Qi Stage warriors. Even for elite forces, each Gang Qi Stage warrior was a precious asset, and the loss of even one was a severe blow.

Blood Cloth Tower was no exception. Hence, Gu Chen was astonished that Blood Cloth Tower had dispatched a Gang Qi Stage warrior to stay here.

"The Blood Drop Sword, Yang Ling Qin!" Seeing the assailant, Luo Feng immediately became solemn and announced his name.