Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies
Chapter 159 - 83 You despicable servant, you deserve to die!

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"Tap, tap, tap!"

Shen Qing slung the heavy arrow onto his back, spurred his horse, and charged into the city.

The sound of the horse's hooves echoed on the street, sharp and urgent.

Looking ahead, Shen Qing saw that the once bustling shops were now in chaos.

Shopkeepers wore panicked expressions; some were frantically rolling up their bedding, while others hurriedly stuffed goods from the shelves into wagons.

Everywhere, women whispered anxiously and men labored heavily.

An ominous premonition filled the air.

"I heard the Huang Tian Sect is coming. They burn, kill, and loot, committing all kinds of atrocities. They just killed all the officials of the Guardian Martial Department in the county town. We should escape quickly to save our lives!"

"Yes, yes, yes, if we don't leave now, it'll be too late."

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Several well-dressed merchants gathered and whispered together.

The street was noisy, and their voices weren't loud, but Shen Qing, who was passing by, heard them.

He couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows, his nerves tense.

Shen Qing knew the Huang Tian Sect would come, but he hadn't expected them to arrive so quickly.

He had to find Xiao Hu as soon as possible and take him away.

Delaying could lead to disaster.

He dared not delay for a moment, tightened his grip on the horse's abdomen, and quickened its pace, heading straight for the courtyard.

Along the way, Shen Qing encountered many raggedly clad people, dragging their weary bodies through the crowd, begging for food or shelter.

Unfortunately, the passersby were in a hurry and paid them no attention.

After rounding a few streets, Shen Qing finally arrived near the familiar courtyard.

The gate was half-open, and he quickly dismounted the horse, tying the reins casually to an old locust tree outside, and rushed into the courtyard in a few strides.

Once inside, Shen Qing halted his steps, his gaze quickly locking onto the center of the courtyard.

There stood an old man in gray short attire, looking like a servant.

Bloodstains were all over his body, and his eyes, hidden within wrinkles, glimmered with a sinister light, indicating he meant harm.

"Are you Shen Qing, Mr. Shen?"

"Who are you?" Shen Qing's voice was low and wary, filled with vigilance.

He looked around, discovering that besides this uninvited guest, the courtyard was empty, with no trace of Shen Xiaohu, and his heart sank immediately.

The old man slowly raised his head, a smile curling the corner of his mouth, and said calmly, "An old servant under the fifth young Master of Yongzhou's Zhou Family, ordered by the Master to take Mr. Shen's life."

Having achieved the "Never Forget" ability, Shen Qing's mind held no impression of this Zhou Family fifth young Master. He replied coldly, "I have no acquaintance with your Master, no grievances in recent days, nor enmity in the past. I wonder what I have done to offend your Master that he wants to take my life?"

"No need for a grudge. My Master just wants to borrow Mr. Shen's head. If you agree, this old servant can give you a swift death."

As soon as his voice fell, the old servant's clothes fluttered without wind.

Shen Qing's eyes immediately narrowed, reflecting the faint cyclone swirling around the old servant.

The servant before him could freely circulate and emit Qi from his body, forming a protective barrier, indicating his cultivation had reached at least the Qi Cultivation Realm or he was partly in the Qi Sea Realm.

Such ability ranked him as a top expert in Taiping County, yet he willingly served the Zhou Family as a mere servant.

What exactly was the background of Yongzhou's Zhou Family?

Shen Qing took a deep breath, calming the turmoil inside, and said indifferently, "I want to ask you something."

"Oh? What is it? Speak."

"Have you seen my younger cousin? What did you do to him?"

The old servant glanced at the bloodstain beneath him, "Earlier, I killed a few young men about your age near your home. Now that I think about it, one of them did bear some resemblance to you..."

"Then you, dog servant, surely deserve to die!"

Shen Qing's entire body shook, and he suddenly attacked.

Qi gathered at his fingertips with a muffled sound, turning into a sharp Qi Force that shot directly towards the old servant.

The old servant's eyes widened in shock.

In haste, he gathered all his Qi, forming an invisible barrier in front of him, causing the air to warp.

Bang!

Shen Qing's Qi Force hit the old servant, causing him to stumble backward. The barrier he had formed wavered and dissipated.

Fear filled the old servant's face.

"Qi Cultivation Realm. You are also a martial master of the Qi Cultivation Realm?"

His heart instantly lost its composure.

He had worked diligently for years in the Zhou Family, acquiring a high-level Martial Arts skill through years of toil and some Elixirs, only reaching this level.

Even so, it was the envy of many.

Yet the young man before him, a hunter by birth, trained martial arts in a place like Linfeng Hall, certainly didn't have his resources.

Bluntly speaking, even a crumb of cultivation resources from the Zhou Family was something Linfeng Hall could never amass in eight lifetimes.

How did he achieve this?

Impossible, absolutely impossible; it must be an illusion.

With a steely expression, the old servant decided to hold nothing back.

Twisting his foot, his body swayed as he charged toward Shen Qing, throwing punch after punch.

"Die!"

Bang, bang, bang.

Shen Qing transformed his fingers into a palm, clashing with the old servant's fists, producing dull collision sounds.

The opponent's fists were like the wind, each carrying the might to move mountains, penetrating deeply, and extremely fast.

Even the Wind Defying Finger, known for speedy movement, struggled to cope.

Shen Qing took several solid punches.

Fortunately, he had trained in the Dragon Roar Armor, and with the Golden Silkworm Armor on, the old servant's strength seemed fierce but didn't even break the skin's defense.

The more the old servant fought, the more alarmed he became; the opponent's Qi Force seemed endless, with an unusually terrifying defense.

Despite striking with full force multiple times, the opponent appeared unfazed.

Continuing this way, he would soon exhaust all his Qi.

Was this fellow even human?

They exchanged blows rapidly in the courtyard, each dull explosion echoing constantly.

The old servant's fist winds were fiercer, striking continuously, yet Shen Qing's entire body was like an unbreakable wall, blocking his Qi Force outside.

"Is this all you've got? And you dare come to kill me, who gave you the courage?"

"Hmm?" The old servant suddenly looked up, meeting Shen Qing's eyes.

The other's eyes were filled with a beast-like ferocity, glaring brightly, causing him to shiver.

"You..."

Whoosh!

In an instant, Shen Qing extended two fingers, pointing at the old servant's chest.

With a fierce whistling, they landed on the old servant with incredible speed.

"Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill, Fourth Transformation: Congeal!"

A surge of scorching and fiery Qi erupted from between Shen Qing's fingers.

Violent Qi Force exploded at the old servant's chest, detonating from a single point.

Bang!

Screaming, the old servant was struck by the Qi Force, flying like a broken kite, slamming hard against the courtyard wall.

His heart trembled violently.

No, I must leave, or I'll die here.

Gritting his teeth, the old servant leaped onto the roof, using Qinggong to flee desperately.

Shen Qing narrowed his eyes.

He took down the heavy bow on his back, setting a dark iron heavy arrow.

With sharp eyesight, he activated his skill.

Shen Qing's senses magnified greatly, his gaze locking onto the old servant, tracking his movement trajectory in an instant.

Focusing all his power in his right hand, the bow drew to a full moon.

In the next moment, Shen Qing abruptly released the string.

With a "whoosh," the dark iron heavy arrow shot out like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the sky with a roar, heading straight for the old servant.

Sensing the threat of the arrow, the old servant was utterly shocked.

Turning his head, he saw the heavy arrow rapidly enlarging in his pupils.

Finally, with a "thud," it pierced through his chest.

The old servant's body stiffened in mid-air, a trickle of blood at his mouth, his eyes losing their luster, falling powerlessly from the sky like a bird.

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