Chapter 195: Chapter 150 Law does not pass six ears_2
Translator: 549690339
Looking at the burly man who seemed to have just stepped down from the battlefield and shed his armor, Feng Qing’an already had figured out his identity. However, he was puzzled by the man’s sudden visit. Judging by his attire, it didn’t seem to be an official matter.
“May I ask who you are?”
Although he already knew the man’s background, Feng Qing’an still asked.
“I am but a martial artist from Jiangyang city. I dare not call myself mighty. I come visiting tonight because I have heard of your feats, Young Master, and I am eager to learn. I apologize for the rash visit, and I hope you won’t take offense!”
“A martial artist? Not a Military Judge?”
Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but laugh when he saw the hulking man trying to hide his real identity.
“Young Master indeed has a keen eye, but tonight, I am nothing more than a martial artist with an itching desire to compete!”
The burly man replied.
“Eager to compete? Process of elimination must have landed you with the wrong person! I am not skilled in the martial arts!”
Feng Qing’an couldn’t help shaking his head. He was ignorant in the path of martial arts. Comparatively, those who had escorted him over were more worthy opponents for the man.
“Young Master, you are too modest. The entire Jiangyang Prefecture has heard about how you nearly sliced off my colleague’s body with a single sword. Because of this, I took care of all my official duties these past few days and visited you once everything was in order.”
“That incident with the sword was a misunderstanding. It’s just that the power I wield is somewhat peculiar!”
Feng Qing’an was at a loss for words at this moment. He summoned the power of the Flame Sun Tree and conjured a ball of fire in his hand. The leaping flames naturally have a suppressive effect on Yin spirits and ghostly creatures.
“May I request a sword strike as well?”
After observing the flame in Feng Qing’an’s hand for a while, the burly man surprisingly made an unexpected request.
“Hmm?!”
Feng Qing’an was somewhat taken aback. What’s going on with the deities in Jiangyang Prefecture? First, the Civil Judge asked him to give a sword, which he did because he wanted to probe his strength for the sake of the people.
This made sense, but then this Military Judge comes running up in the middle of the night, well after finishing his official duties, and specifically requests a sword.
“What do you mean, sir Military Judge?”
The young man did not understand at all. If he knew that his power would cause him enormous harm, why would he rush to receive a sword strike? “Are you aware of what we Yin Shen seek, Young Master?”
The Military Judge’s gaze never left Feng Qing’an’s palm, and there was a deep longing in his seemingly calm eyes.
Yin-positive Yang-born Fire!
At first, it seems like the Civil Judge of Jiangyang Prefecture was being laughed at by the ghosts below after suffering a big loss, but after recovering, he benefited greatly. As his close friend, the Military Judge is more aware of this than anyone else.
He did not understand how this Young Master Feng could control such flames, but he only knew that at this moment, he truly needed to take a hit from the sword. He could pay any price for it.
“I suppose I know!”
Hearing this, Feng Qing’an finally realized why this town’s deity even came seeking a sword at night.
Yin-positive, Yang-born is sought by ghost creatures in the underworld, but the town’s Yin Shen is no exception.
The power he utilized a few days ago comes from Flame Sun flowers, which have unparalleled potential and are the pursuit of promising ghost kings.
It turns out that this power also has an enormous attraction to the town’s Yin Shen, even the ghosts who are not of the ghost king level could also leverage this power.
In incense god Daoism, despite the many restrictions and conditions, there is a magical aspect to it. Although significantly weaker than the ghost kings, being of a lower tier does not prevent you from accessing the power of Flame Sun flowers. Remember, in the underworld, ghosts of the same tier would avoid the
Flame Sun flower.
“Now that Young Master knows, I, a straightforward man, won’t say much. As long as you’re willing to give a sword strike, anything that is within my power to obtain, if you seek it, I will get it for you.”
After saying that, the Military Judge’s gaze was fixated on Feng Qing’an, a promise from a town’s deity, carries substantial weight. Now, it all depends on Young Master’s response.
“But I….nevermind!”
Feng Qing’an initially wanted to say that he needed nothing from him. However, mid-sentence, he changed his mind. After all, it was just a matter of swinging a sword; it’s a trivial thing to do. He simply wished to get rid of him and stop wasting time here.
“Please come in, Sir Military Judge. Let’s seclude this yard from the outside world!”
“Thank you for your generosity, Young Master!”
The robust man was immediately overjoyed and entered the courtyard. He then displayed his domain, temporarily isolating the area from the outside world, so as not to disturb the common people with any commotion.
“It is simply a matter of raising my hand!”
Feng Qing’an had already drawn the Green God Sword, with a hot flow of flames winding around the snow-white blade.
“Is the Military Judge ready?”
“Please bestow the sword, Young Master!”
Humm-
With the previous case of the Civil Judge, Feng Qing’an didn’t hesitate this time either. After all, this Military Judge was slightly stronger than the Civil Judge. The Flame Dragon Sword Qi flew out, directly engulfing the robust man’s figure.
The Flame Sun Fire burned fiercely in front of Feng Qing’an, surprisingly igniting the Military Judge. Feng Qing’an watched as the man silently endured the flames, his facial features twisted, clearly showing an expression of extreme pain.
Just as he prepared to retract the fire, he saw the Military Judge give a low roar, and the flames on his body began to weaken. However, his vitality began to plummet rapidly.
But because the Military Judge was prepared from the start, he didn’t become as illusory as the Civil Judge, as if even the wind could blow him away. Judging from the outside, there was no change, even his clothes did not have a single damage.
“How do you feel, Military Judge?”
“I have nothing to repay for today’s kindness. Does the young master have any requests? I can run errands for you!”
Even though he had been slashed by a sword, the Military Judge’s face almost burst into a flower-like smile; he found his direction. Although they, as ghost deities, rely heavily on incense, there is still room for self-cultivation.
“Nothing at the moment!”
Feng Qing’an shook his head, he did have a little idea, but seeing the way the judges looked, and after thinking about it, he gave up. Which ghost deity is not busy?
“Nothing?”
Upon hearing this, the Military Judge felt somewhat uncomfortable inside. In his nature, after receiving a favor, he would prefer to repay it on the spot. He felt uncomfortable thinking about owing favors.
“I have something to say, I don’t know if the young master is willing to listen?” “Please feel free to speak!”
“It seems the young master isn’t very proficient in controlling his own power. To use it, forgive me for being blunt, is quite rough! With the same sword, if I were to make the cut, I could slash the Civil Judge’s Law Body, forcing him to reincarnate.”
The straightforward military man’s words were straight to the point, not pleasant, but Feng Qing’an was not angry but happy. Having someone point out your flaws, in some sense, that’s a good thing.
“The Military Judge indeed has insightful eyes; your words are insightful!”
Feng Qing’an was not stingy with his praises. After all, this was not his power, but the power he borrowed using his own soul power. There was no problem with controlling it, but when it came to more delicate uses, it did make it a little difficult for him.
“Can you offer some guidance?”
“I dare not teach. I’m just a simple military man. I merely have some experience in battle and physical training, and understand some principles of energy utilization.”
The Military Judge humbly expressed, then the conversation took a turn,
“Does the young master have free time tonight?”
“I have nothing tonight!”
“Good, I also have no pressing matters tonight, I can exchange some experiences with the young master!”
Feng Qing’an readily agreed. Since the other person was so polite and generous, he wouldn’t be embarrassed to accept. Under the pretext of exchanging knowledge, he listened to the experiences shared by the Military Judge.
Although this judge is a ghost deity, he was a military man who fought on battlefields when alive. His martial arts cultivation was at an unattainable level for Jiangyang martial artists.
The more Feng Qing’an heard, the more he was surprised, the more he heard, the more delighted he was. Although the power systems they each mastered in their cultivation were different, when it came to the utilization of power, there were so many techniques that could be referred to, and even directly used.
The way of great enlightenment is simple; different paths lead to the same goal.
While Feng Qing’an was listening attentively, a small head quietly appeared from the collar of his clothes. The Military Judge, who was sharing his martial arts experiences, paused when he saw the eavesdropper, but he didn’t mind, and continued speaking..
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