“Saving people and removing villains is our natural duty.”

Tan Jinyan replied smilingly, “Now seriously, go. It’s dangerous here.”

She was still speaking when a Golden Millet disciple reached her and swung his saber. However, she easily dodged the attack as if she had eyes on the back of her head and kicked him in the stomach. He flew backward uncontrollably and bowled over his fellow disciples.

Next, Tan Jinyan dashed forward and darted here and there like a butterfly flapping through a flower garden. By the time she came to a stop, the Golden Millet disciples were all lying on the ground and wailing in pain. Every single one of their wrists had a throwing knife planted in it.

“It’s your turn now,” said Tan Jinyan as she looked at Nine Word Trueman. As she spoke, she flung a throwing knife straight at his forehead.

“My divine art protects me from all harm!”

Nine Word Trueman didn’t attempt to dodge, however. Instead, he let out a loud, bell-like roar and summoned a sheen of golden light around him. Tan Jinyan’s throwing knife clanged against the golden light like it was metal and bounced right off of it.

“Your divine art protects you from all harm, is it? Let’s test if that is true!” Tan Jinyan grew a little more serious and swung her hands rapidly. A dozen throwing knives immediately flew toward Nine Word Trueman like a storm.

Tan Jinyan dared to stand up for the woman and her daughter because she was strong. A Spirit Master to be exact. Every single one of her throwing knives were imbued with enough spiritual energy and astral qi to pierce rock and steel like nothing.

However, her throwing knives failed to put a single dent on the golden light surrounding Nine Word Trueman, much less hurt him. There was a series of metallic clangs, and every single throwing knife bounced off his person harmlessly.

“The chief protector is a god from the heavens! His divine art is invincible!”

“The chief protector is a god from the heavens! His divine art is invincible!”

“The chief protector is a god from the heavens! His divine art is invincible!”

The injured Golden Millet disciples all chanted fervently when they saw that the throwing knives failed to injure Nine Word Trueman.

“There is no way you can defeat my divine art, woman. Surrender!” Nine Word Trueman laughed at the sight of this.

“Keep talking, you charlatan…”

Tan Jinyan harrumphed and waved her hand. As if pulled by some sort of invisible power, the throwing knives on the ground flew into the air and spun round and round like a cyclone.

“I am a god from the heavens, and my divine power is unstoppable!”

Nine Word Trueman shouted, and the golden light protecting him abruptly sank into his body and caused him to grow an entire size bigger. He was also shining golden. In this form, he truly looked like a god from the heavens.

The next moment, Nine Word Trueman threw a punch that destroyed the cyclone of throwing knives in one punch.

As Tan Jinyan’s energies were connected to the throwing knives, the destruction of the move caused her to throw up a mouthful of blood and turn pale.

Tan Jinyan wasn’t expecting Nine Word Trueman to be so powerful. Since she had already saved the woman and her daughter, she decided that there was no need to linger and dashed away all of a sudden. 𝙧äΝÓΒÊＳ

“I’m busy today, so I’m going to let you go for now. In the future, I will definitely come back and end you all.”

“Hmph! You think you can run?”

Nine Word Trueman sneered when he saw this. “Divine dragon, fly out of my sleeve and subjugate this demon!”

As soon as he said this, a flash of golden light flew out of his sleeve and made a beeline for Tan Jinyan. It was emitting draconic roars as it flew.

The golden light was unbelievably fast. It caught up to Tan Jinyan in just the blink of an eye and transformed into a rope that bound her.

The next moment, Tan Jinyan fell from the sky and hit the ground with a solid thud. It was as if she had lost all of her energy in an instant.

“The chief protector is invincible and unstoppable!”

“The chief protector is invincible and unstoppable!”

“The chief protector is invincible and unstoppable!”

The Golden Millet disciples chanted once more when they saw that Tan Jinyan was captured.

“What do you have to say for yourself now, demoness?”

Nine Word Trueman walked up to Tan Jinyan and looked down on her imperiously.

“Let me go! Let me go!”

Tan Jinyan kept struggling, but she just couldn’t break out of the rope no matter what. She began threatening, “Do you know who I am? My father is the sect master of the Throwing Knife Sect! He will end all of you if you dare to hurt a hair on my body!”

“So what? All who blaspheme against the Great Golden Millet Celestial must die.”

Nine Word Trueman said coldly, “Someone, take this demoness back to the sect. The rest of you, track down and recapture that woman and her daughter. I wish to sacrifice these demons through a ritual and make an example out of them by the third quarter of the Hour of the Horse[1].”

“You, you dare…” Tan Jinyan turned as white as a sheet. This was the first time she left her sect and experienced the

jianghu

, so she was hoping to emulate the heroes in the books and on the opera stages. She dreamed of defeating villains, saving the weak and poor, and growing her fame until all of the

jianghu

and

wulin

knew of the heroine, Tan Jinyan.

Unfortunately, she had fumbled on her very first roadblock, and from the looks of it, the price of failure was death.

Tan Jinyan could not help but feel a wave of sorrow when she realized her fate.

This isn’t how the story goes!

“Ah… the folly of youth.”

Inside the tavern, Ye Qing shook his head with a chuckle. Then, he tapped a finger against the wooden table. The gesture made no sound, though a wave of invisible energy immediately washed out to the surroundings.

On the streets, a demonic lotus suddenly flashed in the Golden Millet disciples’ eyes. Then, they abruptly turned toward Nine Word Trueman and attacked him.

“What are you doing? Have you gone mad?!”

Nine Word Trueman was caught completely off guard. As a result, he took a direct hit to the shoulder. If his divine art wasn’t still active, that attack could’ve killed him outright.

“Stop!”

Nine Word Trueman yelled, but the disciples ignored him completely and kept attacking.

Is someone controlling their minds?

While pushing back a few Golden Millet disciples with a palm strike, Nine Word Trueman made a hand seal and boomed, “Heavenly thunder, calm our minds!”

It was as if he truly possessed the power to shape the world via words alone[2]. Thunder immediately rumbled in the sky like a divine being was striking a drum.

For an instant, the Golden Millet disciples were stunned. Unfortunately, Nine Word Trueman did not even get to be happy before they charged him once more.

It’s no use?

Nine Word Trueman frowned and stopped holding back. He knocked out all of the disciples in one move before scanning his surroundings with open, angry eyes, “How dare you manipulate the disciples of Golden Millet! Show yourself, blasphemer!”

There was no response.

“Cowardly mouse! If you do not surrender now, then I will request the Great Golden Millet Celestial himself to enact divine judgment! He will smite you and turn you into ash!”

There was still no response.

“Very well!”

Seeing that no one was responding, Nine Word Trueman jumped into the air. His hands making hand seals and his feet stepping on the stars, he chanted, “Heavenly rumbles three, and the golden millet descends to the earth!”

Bang bang bang!

Nine Word Trueman clasped his hands together, pointed one finger toward the sky, and stomped the air three times in a row. Every time he did this, the effigy of the Great Golden Millet Celestial would shine a bit brighter.

Three stomps later, the effigy reached full brightness and soared into the sky.

“Divine might, divine martial, boundless art. Leave the demons and monsters with no place to hide!”

“I, Nine Word Trueman, chief protector of the Great Golden Millet Celestial, humbly requests the mighty, martial, and boundless Great Golden Millet Celestial to descend and aid this disciple in subjugating the evil!”

“Descend!”

After barking the command, Nine Word Trueman opened his mouth and inhaled the light of the effigy into his mouth.

The next moment, Nine Word Trueman’s aura grew from that of an early-stage Spirit Master to middle-stage Spirit Master, late-stage Spirit Master, Half-Step Trueman, and finally Trueman.

Right now, Nine Word Trueman was shining golden while a tall, imposing divine being stood behind him. His power seemed unstoppable, and his presence encompassed heaven and earth.

[3]

1. Specifically between 11.45 am to 12.45 pm. I normally try to modernize this but this is a bit too specific, so. ☜

2. Man, it’s been too long since we encountered a similar type of power. ☜

3. This whole scene has been pure stage drama lol. ☜

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