Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

As soon as Yi Chen spoke, the barbarians, though not understanding, nevertheless drew their waist knives and surrounded the three yellow-faced Han men who had been beating up the others.

This was the trust that Yi Chen had earned from them that morning.

They were, after all, the elite, well-trained.

Among the barbarians, a minor banner officer even slapped three talismans on the three yellow-faced men, talismans meant to ward off evil.

Unfortunately, there was no unexpected self-combustion of the talismans as they had anticipated.

Could it be that the Taoist had made a mistake?

The barbarians turned their eyes toward Yi Chen, their gazes questioning.

The three men who had been hitting others said expressionlessly, "The Zhen An Division really has quite the presence."

"However, the three Yang brothers are not evil spirits. Has the Zhen An Division's official made a mistake?"

At this moment, the onlookers who were attracted by the fight began whispering among themselves.

Opinions among the crowd were divided.

Some said the yellow-faced men had too quick a temper, but the tofu xi shi's husband was at fault too.

Some said that now Zhen An Division's men couldn't step down, and there would be a good show to watch.

Some commented how great the tofu xi shi's figure was, fair-skinned, beautiful, and with long legs, saying he could play with her all night.

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Yi Chen glanced sidelong at the old lecher who said he could play all night, then smilingly said to the three yellow-faced Han men:

"First point, I am never wrong."

"Second point, if I am ever wrong one day, please refer to the first point."

No sooner had he spoken,

Yi Chen swiftly kicked out.

Three crisp sounds of bone breaking followed,

making everyone's scalp tingle.

The three yellow-faced Han men's thighs bent backward grotesquely at ninety degrees, huddling and howling like shrimp.

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A few rough men in short jackets exchanged glances, then suddenly shouted, "Zhen An Division is hitting people, Zhen An Division is beating people at will...."

Swish!

With a flash, those who had started shouting in the crowd were also taken down by Yi Chen.

"Someone, capture those loudmouths from the crowd for interrogation, no one is allowed to move, everyone must be checked!"

Yi Chen roared.

After he had subdued everyone, Yi Chen then walked over to the three yellow-faced men who were still wailing.

"Is the art of raising livestock so sophisticated?"

"Fellow members of the Yin Manor"

"Reveal who ordered you, where you were planning to take these people. If you speak up, I can grant you a quick death."

With each sentence Yi Chen spoke, another man lost the use of his leg.

In his mind's eye, what the three yellow-faced Han men had considered a flock of sheep were actually humans. This was the sinister art of creating livestock found in crooked paths.

In fact, he didn't know whether these three men were indeed from the Yin Manor.

It's also possible they were cultivators from elsewhere who had hopped over after learning a few external means.

But these details were no longer important.

He felt they were, he said they were, so these three yellow-faced men were.

He would use their heads to send a message, a signal to all the heretical and ghostly forces that were still in South City.

South City was now his, Taoist Yi Chengzi's, turf.

Stirring trouble in South City was a slight to him.

Whoever disrespected Taoist Yi Chengzi would lose their head!

Now in the quiet yet profound depths of Longjiang Prefecture's South City, draconian laws must be used in chaotic times, and stern remedies for serious diseases.

If he were to randomly employ the Deep Red Points method in various places in South City that afternoon, every heretical force would feel threatened for their own safety.

As the saying goes, penalties unfathomed are the greatest deterrents.

No one would know when they might encounter this living King Yama. Presuming those underneath South City's evil forces had not lost their minds, they would start to lay low.

To run to other districts.

Other districts had plenty of people, so why must they lock their death quota in such a perilously high-risk area as South City?

A man's promise is worth a thousand in gold, a spit and a handshake is a solemn vow.

Taoist Yi Chengzi had always been a man of his word, and since he had accepted someone else's money, he was bound to do his utmost to help Qian Yueru defend South City well.

As long as the demons didn't cause trouble in my South City, they're bound to run to other districts.

Blame me then~

With that, the dilemma would resolve itself!

In doing so, wouldn't he be fulfilling his promise to Qian Yueru?

This is the 'momentum' of Yi Chengzi, on par with a top-level direct strategy, as convoluted as the nine turns of a large intestine.

The people behind the scenes had no choice.

Either they step out from the shadows, lay out their plans, and find a way to do away with Yi Chengzi.

Or they can roll over to other districts.

His actions today were deliberate.

Now Longjiang Prefecture was like a pond.

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His actions were like throwing a huge stone into the lake, and the once still waters would begin to stir.

The more it stirred, the more flaws would appear.

If the people behind the scenes chose the first option, to come out from behind the curtain to besiege him, then he would be more than happy.

Qian Yueru had told him during dinner last night that Longjiang Prefecture now possessed a super formation as its trump card. Should an expert with the strength of the Qi Refinement Realm dare to raid Longjiang Prefecture, the Security Division would have a trump card to make them stay forever, although this card was very costly to use and could not be activated lightly.

Given that, what else did he have to worry about within the Qi Refinement Realm?

By the time the confrontation would unfold, it might not be clear whether others were surrounding him or he was single-handedly surrounding a bunch of people.

You can't trap a wolf without risking your child.

Anyway, with the Soul Ignition Technique as his trump card, Yi Chen was extremely confident in his ability to protect himself.

Catching a great white shark while fishing wasn't anything new.

Better to have others come to him than to go knocking on their doors.

After all, which supreme expert in the world has not built his iron throne upon countless fresh blood and white bones?

The path of the True Monarch has always been the path of the invincible.

Among his peers, if others can go forward, so can Yi Chengzi!

He, too, intended to forge an invincible heart of Yi Chengzi with the bones of countless fellow cultivators.

If he and Qian Yueru executed this wave well, he might just have a large influx of Deep Red Points credited to his account, and then his chances of walking out of Yin Manor alive would increase.

In all matters, as long as you are prepared for the worst and you feel you can accept it, then that's something you can do!

If it was the second scenario and the people behind the scenes chose to back down and cause trouble in the other three districts, then Yi Chen couldn't care less.

After all, he would have fulfilled his promise.

Everything was the best arrangement.

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"So, person behind the scenes, what is your choice?"

Yi Chen stood on the long street, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes as he clenched his fists, looking around vigilantly.

Sunlight cast a large shadow behind him.

He stood on the dividing line of sunlight, half of his face bathed in the sun, the other half shrouded in shadow, his demeanor both divine and devilish.

Behind him were three bloody heads.

Three headless corpses were hung high on the flagpoles.

These three minor characters couldn't provide any useful intelligence and were ordered by Yi Chen to be decapitated for public display, to be put to some remaining use.

Like the ordinary ghosts and goblins Yi Chen had executed in the morning, they were all pawns; the real big fishes always hid in the background.

They were the kind of big fish that might not even be spotted by a mind's eye.

And the bigger the fish, the more Deep Red Points there were!

Having made up his mind, Yi Chen turned and continued to patrol the long streets with his men.

In Longjiang Prefecture's South City, random checks were conducted, and everyone had to pass scrutiny!

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At night, in a mansion somewhere in Longjiang Prefecture, a shadow twisted and roared in fury!

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill this little bastard!"

"Longjiang Prefecture cannot have someone so arrogant!"