Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate Into Various Worlds-Chapter 77. The birth of the three great destinies (seeking more readers)

Chapter 77: 77. The birth of the three great destinies (seeking more readers)

"To remain unalarmed in the face of a major event... You have the bearing of a great general."

Seeing Xu Xing’s calm and composed demeanor, neither arrogant nor impatient, Manager Ding couldn’t help but compliment him.

Although he had read Xu Xing’s file and knew this Student with government financial aid was accustomed to the presence of high officials in Qin Province, witnessing it firsthand was still somewhat different.

Ordinary people, upon hearing they would be granted an audience with the Governor, would, even if not ecstatic, more or less betray a hint of self-satisfaction.

"Thank you for your praise, Manager Ding."

Xu Xing nodded, expressing his thanks once more.

In Reality, I’ve already risen to the status of a feudal lord. While a Governor might be considered a local emperor, they still fall short when compared to true feudal lords. Therefore, a mere Governor isn’t enough to make me lose my composure.

「On the other side.」

At the Xiaoyi Hall encampment outside Jingyang County Town.

"Why is he so impulsive..."

Master Ma received a letter from his subordinate. Upon opening and reading it, he slammed his fist on the low table on the Kang, roaring in anger, "He’s a Scholar! Doesn’t he understand the need for caution in all undertakings?"

"One’s life is not something to be trifled with so casually..."

The sender of the letter was none other than Xu Xing.

The letter detailed Xu Xing’s plan to assassinate Fang Yun, the Governor of Qin Province.

Furthermore, while explaining his plan, Xu Xing had also requested Master Ma to look after his classmates and instructors at Weijing Academy, asking for his support should anything go awry.

"Forget it."

"This is his decision..."

Master Ma shook his head and sighed.

Jingyang County isn’t far from Chang’an. Xu Xing plans to assassinate Governor Fang Yun during their meeting. According to his timeline, it must be almost time for him to act. Even if I were to rush over now, it would be too late; worse, I might disrupt his plan.

Indeed, though he complained about Xu Xing’s recklessness, if Xu Xing truly succeeded and eliminated a great enemy for Qin Fengshan, it would be a boon for their Xiaoyi Hall as well...

"Send some Brothers to secretly monitor the main roads between Jingyang County and Chang’an, and keep an eye on Weijing Academy."

"Pay close attention to Weijing Academy..."

Master Ma exited the earthen hut and issued instructions to his subordinates.

However, less than a quarter of an hour later, a member of the Elder Brother Association galloped back. "Lord Ma, Weijing Academy was sealed off the day before yesterday! It’s said to be because of Song Yushi’s affair... Song Yushi has also been dismissed from office and is under investigation..."

"Many instructors have already headed south."

He reported these details.

Was this anticipated, or merely a coincidence?

Master Ma frowned.

He had a faint feeling that Xu Xing’s machinations were hidden somewhere in this...

「From noon until dusk.」

As dusk settled and darkness began to fall, another fast horse galloped into the farmhouse.

"Lord Ma..."

"Brother Xing has assassinated the Governor!"

The horse skidded to a halt. The rider, a member of the Elder Brother Association, leaped down, his face alight with excitement as he delivered the news to Master Ma.

He really succeeded?

Master Ma gazed towards Chang’an, momentarily stunned.

He clearly had such a bright future, so why did he have to become an outlaw? Although he didn’t consider them outlaws, he still found it hard to understand why a Scholar with official recognition would do such a thing.

「At the Chang’an Prefecture Government Office Prison.」

"Xu Xing..."

"You were once a man of great promise, yet you chose to become an outlaw."

Prefect Yin entered the prison, his expression grim as he looked at the condemned prisoner curled up in the corner.

After all, he was the one who had recognized Xu Xing by ranking him as the top scholar.

And now that Xu Xing had assassinated Governor Fang Yun today, he, Prefect Yin, would inevitably bear a share of the responsibility.

"Speak..."

"Tell me, who are your accomplices? As long as you confess..."

"This official will grant you an intact corpse."

He coldly uttered, rubbing the Tiger Head Walnut in his palm.

If it weren’t for mitigating their own culpability, these officials of Qin Province would have ordered Xu Xing’s immediate execution the moment he assassinated the Governor. Capturing all of Xu Xing’s accomplices was perhaps their only hope for leniency from the Imperial Court.

"This unworthy one..."

"Is Xu Xing, Incense Master of the Fengshan Xiaoyi Hall."

Seeing Prefect Yin, Xu Xing, who was sitting cross-legged in a corner of the prison cell, smiled faintly and revealed his true identity.

The Elder Brother Association and the government have long been adversaries. Assassinations of key officials by the various halls of the Elder Brother Association were also relentless, continuing despite all attempts to suppress them. Revealing his affiliation with Xiaoyi Hall wouldn’t necessarily intensify the government’s pursuit. On the contrary, if news of Xiaoyi Hall successfully assassinating a Governor spread throughout the land, it would actually be beneficial for Xiaoyi Hall.

An Incense Master of Xiaoyi Hall? Prefect Yin felt a slight sense of relief inwardly.

"Relay my orders! Apply severe torture..."

"He must be made to divulge more information!"

He turned and instructed the nearby bailiffs.

However, suddenly, Xu Xing, who was curled up in the corner, pounced like a tiger. His entire being surged with energy, and his previously lean body instantly swelled, taking on a demonic appearance. His robe strained to contain his bulging, powerful muscles. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

A faint golden light emanated from the surface of his skin.

With a single, forceful tug, he snapped the shackles on his hands in two.

Prefect Yin, caught in the act of turning, was unprepared as Xu Xing twisted his head clean off his shoulders.

Blood water splattered everywhere.

The Eight-Armed Bright King Sutra truly is effective...

A cold glint in his eyes, Xu Xing looked at the bailiffs on either side.

The Eight-Armed Bright King Sutra was so named not because practicing this external cultivation method would grant one eight arms, but because ’Eight-Armed’ described the arm strength a Warrior would possess after mastering it. It was said to be equivalent to the power of eight arms! As for ’Bright King’... it referred to a transformation of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, a wrathful and mighty visage manifested to enlighten sentient beings.

However, given his current cultivation progress, he shouldn’t have possessed such immense strength. The truth was, after conquering Guanxi Road, he had fortuitously acquired a secret acupressure technique. This technique allowed him to unleash all the qi and blood in his body within the span of one incense stick burning. However, this Blood-Piercing Secret Technique had a fatal flaw: death was certain once the incense stick burned out.

The guards at the Prefectural Government Prison had mistaken him for a mere scholar, underestimating his physical strength.

Thus, Prefect Yin met his tragic end.

"Incense Master Xu..."

"Please spare us! We have families, old and young, to support..."

Witnessing the scene, the bailiffs and prison guards all fell to their knees, begging for mercy.

Xu Xing nodded slightly, not intending to make things difficult for these bailiffs and jailers. As the soldiers from outside the prison gate slowly approached, he lowered his head and lunged, headfirst, into a knife-wielding jailer.

In an instant, his head rolled from his shoulders.

Strangely, when his head detached, no blood water immediately spurted from the severed neck. Only after the head had rolled three or four times did the headless body begin to bleed.

「In the space of consciousness.」

Rows of text slowly emerged on the surface of the Bronze Ancient Mirror.

[Martial Arts Immortal Talent (Emperor Purple): Faux Innate Maitreya Body, born with unobstructed meridians, and possessing the Three Mountains, One Qi Exotic Meridian. Affinity for earth-elemental and Buddhist Internal Power. Rapid progress on the Martial Path; expected to glimpse the Innate Realm within three years, and likely to transcend mortality and achieve immortality within fifty years.]

[Underground Lord (Half Immortal): Third-class wandering ghost of the Netherworld, the genesis of Corpse Liberation Immortals. Unregistered, without official duties; can receive the teachings of a Low Immortal in one hundred and forty years, to be bestowed the Great Dao.]

[Righteous Hero (Bright Yellow): Slays wicked officials and performs righteous deeds, easily earning the favor of the just-minded.]