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    Edict of Peace 35

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    Chapter 35: Seven White Tiger Stars, Nighttime Slaughter of Evil!

    A predestined encounter.

    Li Guanyi looked at the starlight appearing on his palm. On the Bronze Tripod, the White Tiger Law Physique had been completely activated and could completely leave his body. In its place, the Red Dragon Law Physique was pressed firmly onto the Bronze Tripod, unable to even extend a single claw.

    The small White Tiger Law Physique on the young man’s shoulder lifted its head and took a step, looking smug.

    This power was not illusory.

    Li Guanyi’s first thought was to immediately return.

    To let that Tiele Third Prince, bearing the insignia of the Blue Wolf Guard, experience the power of Law Physique martial arts.

    But he was indeed exhausted at the moment.

    He decided to rest and come back tomorrow.

    And towards this beautiful Yao Guang before him, Li Guanyi still harbored strong apprehension.

    There is no such thing as hatred without reason, nor is there such thing as kindness without reason. To receive something, one must pay a price. Li Guanyi had heard similar claims about destiny before, and instinctively rejected this so-called fate laid before him. Thus, he replied:

    “A predestined encounter? Unfortunately, I already have an appointment.”

    The young man’s voice was calm and sincere.

    “An old gentleman named Si Ming got there first.”

    “Perhaps you could go and talk to Old Master Si Ming.”

    “Where should I go then?”

    Hopefully, you two will fight.

    Yao Guang, with her silver-white hair, remained calm and tranquil: “I am only an assistant, not a guide. Your path is chosen by yourself, not bestowed by anyone. Following an ancient agreement, if you become a hero who stabilizes the chaotic world, I will assist you.”

    “If you become a monarch who ignites the flames of chaos, then Po Jun will seek you out.”

    “Both Yao Guang and Po Jun are different facets of the same star.”

    “The king who stabilizes the world and the hegemon who ignites the flames of chaos—both can be you.”

    Yao Guang stood up again, returned to the campfire, and sat quietly in a kneeling position, lowering her eyes:

    “This is a secret realm completed five hundred years ago by my predecessors and the White Tiger Grandmasters of that generation. It contains much knowledge and proverbs about celestial phenomena. I will continue my studies here. You don’t trust me, and I won’t force you to travel together. However, if you need guidance from the stars, you can come and find me.”

    “I know our fate will not end.”

    Li Guanyi looked at the stars in the sky and said without hesitation:

    “It’s late, so I’ll take my leave.”

    He put on his clothes, picked up his heavy ink-black blade, carried his Su Ni bow and twelve arrows, and quickly left. Yao Guang, wearing a hooded cloak, sat by the campfire, her eyes calm. The boy who had been a fugitive for ten years did not look back, and the silver-haired Yao Guang only quietly watched the campfire.

    The two passed each other.

    After a long time, the stream became quiet again.

    Yao Guang reached out to take a baked bun, opened her scroll, and slowly bit into the bun.

    The sound of turning pages.

    Crunch.

    Yao Guang paused.

    “…”

    “So hard.”

    She changed sides.

    She continued to eat.

    “This world is truly strange. First Si Ming, then this Yao Guang, the Donglu School of Astronomy…” Li Guanyi walked quickly through the city at night. Whether they were kind or malicious, they represented one obvious meaning:

    Trouble.

    The word most hated by a wanted fugitive.

    Li Guanyi looked up at the night sky; the stars were bright and brilliant.

    He was tired of running.

    Five days ago, he had submitted his travel permit.

    Once he entered the country and mastered the Xue family’s inheritance, he would leave Chen Kingdom. When he left, he would write a farewell letter, telling the Xue family patriarch everything about the Xue family’s secret realm to repay his kindness. He couldn’t do that now; it was still somewhat unsafe.

    Destiny, Si Ming, none of it concerned him.

    Looking at the clear and beautiful night sky of this era, the young man’s mood finally brightened, and he walked quickly towards Guan Yi City. Guan Yi City didn’t have a curfew, but the city gates still closed, opening only when the sky turned slightly white. Li Guanyi planned to wait early.

    The night was so quiet that sounds traveled particularly far.

    As Li Guanyi rushed towards Guan Yi City, he suddenly heard crying in the wind, followed by a sound that made his hair stand on end.

    A clear, ringing sound, the sound of steel tearing through the air.

    The sound of blades!

    Li Guanyi’s pupils contracted. He hid behind a tree, pressed his right hand against the trunk, circulated his internal energy, leaped more than a meter, climbed the tree in two or three strides, hid among the leaves, and his eyes shone with the aura of the Bronze Tripod, enhancing his vision.

    The White Tiger Law Physique on his shoulder also looked over there, curiously observing the distance. Law Physiques have their own characteristics, and even without extremely high martial arts skills, they can be effective.

    The White Tiger monitors and defends against enemies.

    Cries for help came from the wind, not far from here: “No, help!”

    “Help!!”

    Li Guanyi looked down from above and saw a large, burly old man kicked away, his head smashed with a knife hilt, his head bleeding profusely. The cart next to him was overturned, vegetables scattered everywhere, and another person’s wrist was twisted. The leader was vaguely like a scarecrow, a flat face full of pockmarks.

    Li Guanyi had a good memory and recognized him—

    Qian Zheng.

    One of the fugitives wanted along with Yu Qianfeng.

    Li Guanyi recalled what the imperial guards had said that day: Qian Zheng, a border army corporal, had become a deserter, leading more than a dozen people in various acts of banditry. Ruthless and bloodthirsty, he had killed more than a dozen people and raped many women. Recently, the people, entering and leaving cities and villages, must not travel alone.

    It was now outside the city, an hour before dawn, also when villagers from nearby villages would bring their vegetables to market.

    A border army corporal, this was a highly skilled martial artist.

    Li Guanyi fell silent. He slid down from the tree and quietly retreated. An experienced martial artist, with more than a dozen people—Li Guanyi, an inexperienced young man who had been beaten up by the Tiele Third Prince, certainly wasn’t a match. The best policy was to retreat. He took a few steps, and the sound gradually faded.

    “We’re just poor people selling vegetables in Guan Yi City, sir, sir, please show mercy.”

    “Ni’er! Ni’er, run away!”

    “Hahaha, Brother, there’s a pretty girl here!”

    “Good, good!”

    “Old man, old woman, open your eyes and look at your daughter’s appearance, hahaha.”

    The boy’s steps slowed, then stopped. The White Tiger Law Physique on his shoulder drooped its head, looking annoyed and dejected. He looked at the stars in the sky and pursed his lips.

    Flip a coin; heads, turn around; tails, run away.

    He took out a coin and flicked it into the air.

    The coin flipped.

    Before it landed.

    The boy grabbed his Su Ni bow and turned to stride forward.

    The temperament left from his past life seemed to still surge within his soul, not so easily dispelled. A clansman who only wanted to farm and didn’t want to be forced to plant him in the ground now had several reasons to leave: the opponents outnumbered him, he hadn’t even entered the realm yet, but one reason was enough to do this.

    Displeased.

    Fight first, do your best, and run if you can’t win!

    Li Guanyi quickly climbed the tree with his bow, drew his bow and aimed. The Su Ni bow drew the bowstring silently in the night, the arrow aimed at one of the men. Li Guanyi’s heartbeat slowed, his finger released, and the whistle of the bowstring was clear in the night, like a soaring hawk.

    The man was reaching for the girl when his throat was pierced by an arrow.

    Steel-forged wolf tooth arrows, one silver tael each.

    From the young miss.

    Twenty in a quiver.

    Cost: fifteen silver taels.

    First silver tael!

    A month’s salary from Huichuntang was gone.

    In the night, the blood gushing from the artery instantly silenced the surroundings. Qian Zheng, being from the border army, immediately became sharp-eyed, rolled over, and pulled out a large rattan shield from his back. The others, however, were like ordinary bandits. Li Guanyi steadily drew his bow and shot arrows; the sound of arrows breaking through the air was sharp.

    Two!

    Three!

    A sharpshooter on the battlefield is an absolute nightmare. With his killing, the White Tiger Law Physique gradually changed, shaking its body, its fur expanding, its eyes emitting a sharp light, its breathing becoming heavy, and Li Guanyi’s mind emptied of distractions, arrows raining down.

    Qian Zheng chopped down with his knife, severing a spinning arrow.

    But the front of the severed arrow continued to move forward.

    He broke through his internal energy defense, spun his body, and grabbed the arrow with his left hand, but still felt a sharp pain in his palm, his face changing: “It’s a strong bow and crossbow. Only a good bow worth at least three hundred taels can shoot such a steady arrow.”

    His subordinates tried to seize someone as a human shield.

    But before they could get there, they were pierced through the throat and fell down.

    Fast speed, high frequency, excellent bow flexibility, and stable arrow center of gravity.

    The accuracy was also extremely high.

    A member of a prestigious family!

    Guan Yi City, the Xue family?!

    Qian Zheng reacted and roared: “He’s in the tree over there in the southwest! Everyone rush over, lower your bodies, hold your shields, don’t grab any hostages! This is a descendant of the Divine Archer Xue family! At least ten years of practice, extremely fast arrow speed, you only need to shift your body slightly to get killed!!!”

    “Quick, quick!!!”

    The remaining men grabbed their shields and surrounded the trees.

    Li Guanyi drew his bow and arrow, circulated his internal energy, and shot out the arrows. The spinning arrows were the Xue family shooting technique taught by Xue Shuangtao. Although they did not pierce through the rattan shield, they were enough to cause the opponent to lose balance due to their rotation, and the second arrow could easily pierce their throats.

    Nineteen arrows, fifteen villains, all dead.

    The smell of blood was thick. Only Qian Zheng, when an arrow was shot, would take the opportunity to shift his shield, dissipating force while dispersing the arrows. He slammed his shield against the tree, his internal energy bursting out, and the tree was instantly broken!

    Li Guanyi lost his balance and jumped down.

    Qian Zheng hid behind his shield and charged wildly like a rhinoceros.

    Qian Zheng’s eyes were red.

    At this moment, he only hoped that this Xue family disciple was not like the sharpshooters from the border regions, who were not only skilled in archery.

    Li Guanyi placed the last arrow on the Su Ni bow.

    Everything was like his battle with the Tiele Third Prince today.

    But this time was different.

    The White Tiger Law Physique roared proudly, the young man’s black hair rose, and as he leaped back, he drew his bow. On the arrow, golden airflow coiled, staining his eyes with a faint white tiger-like radiance.

    The next moment, even the bow body vibrated violently.

    The arrow broke through the air.

    Like a golden thread.

    It pierced through the rattan shield in an instant.

    Qian Zheng barely avoided it, but the arrow was too fast. Even as an experienced martial artist, his internal energy defense was instantly pierced through, shot through his left arm, the tearing golden wind tearing his half shoulder apart, leaving blood and bone, and the arrow continued to fly upward.

    Qian Zheng roared.

    He cut off his left arm with his knife, gasping for breath.

    The rattan shield, which had once been his life, had shattered. He had a dizzying feeling, a feeling that his life was about to shatter like the shield. He gritted his teeth, drew his knife, and looked at the Xue family disciple opposite him.

    In the sky, the seven stars of the White Tiger constellation had risen to the zenith.

    Then, he saw the young man on the opposite side throw the war bow with the golden thread onto the ground.

    Slowly, he drew out a heavy black war blade.

    On him, a killing intent like that of a veteran soldier rose.
    (End of Chapter)

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