Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Cui Heng walked in front while Xu Feng'an and Liu Li Tao followed on both sides.

"Lord, it's Wang Qingquan." Xu Feng'an recognized the person at a glance and reminded him in a low voice, "He's from the fourth branch of the Wang family in Langya. He's not weak."

"Alright." Cui Heng nodded slightly and looked at Wang Qingquan with a smile. "What brings you to my residence?"

His gaze was very kind, as if he was looking at a wild treasure chest monster.

Inner World!

This was the second Inner World cultivator he had encountered since he transmigrated.

Every single Inner World expert could provide him with a lot of emotional feedback.

At this moment, Wang Qingquan was continuously providing growth to the black light that symbolizes evil.

In just a short while, it had already increased by an inch.

This was a huge experience-treasure-chest!

"You're Cui Heng?" Wang Qingquan glanced at him indifferently and ignored him. Instead, he looked at Xu Feng'an and sneered. "Xu Feng'an, do you know what you're doing?"

"What do you mean?" Xu Feng'an stood up and smiled. "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"As the top expert of the Yuhua Sword Pavilion, you actually helped this fellow harm the members of the sects' aristocratic family!" Wang Qingquan said in a high and mighty tone. "You must want the Yuhua Sword Pavilion to fall into a hopeless situation."

"Heh, Sir Wang is joking." Xu Feng'an shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not a member of your Langya Wang Clan, and you have no right to interfere with what I do. Moreover, the governor is as benevolent as the sky. It's also a blessing for the Yuhua Sword Pavilion that I'm willing to follow him."

"Huh?!" Wang Qingquan didn't expect Xu Feng'an to answer him like this.

Moreover, he could clearly sense that the other party was acting without any scruples. This should not be the state of mind that a top cultivator from a small faction should have when facing him.

This made Wang Qingquan couldn't help but become vigilant. He thought to himself, Could it be that Xu Feng'an has some trump card that I don't know about, or does he have some other methods that he thinks he can rely on to defeat me?

"But even if he can defeat me completely, it's impossible for him to kill me. Whether it's him or the Yuhua Sword Pavilion, neither of them can withstand the anger of the Langya Wang Clan. What is he relying on?"

"Could it be… How is that possible?" Wang Qingquan suddenly turned to look at Cui Heng and said in surprise, "What method did you use to make Xu Feng'an, a top-notch Inner World expert, follow you willingly?"

At this moment, he had already realized that he was wrong. Xu Feng'an probably didn't stay by Cui Heng's side because he wanted to promote Cui Heng to the position of State Overseer and obtain Fengzhou's Immortal Opportunity.

This meant that Cui Heng had something that could make a top expert from a sect follow him willingly. Moreover, this reason was definitely very sufficient. It could even make this Inner World expert not show any fear when facing a top family.

He did not believe Xu Feng'an's nonsense about following him because of his benevolence.

Could it be…

Deity Realm?!

At the thought of this, Wang Qingquan's pupils suddenly constricted, and a great fear surged in his heart. He immediately jumped up and ran out of the Grand Governor's Office without hesitation.

Regardless of whether this guess was true or not, as long as there was this possibility, he would be in danger!

Escape!

He must escape immediately!

As for his nephew, Wang Jinsheng, who was still at the entrance of the market, he could no longer care about him. What was most important at this point was to save his own life.

"Where are you running to!" Xu Feng'an shouted and was about to use his movement technique to chase.

"There's no need." Cui Heng stopped him. At the same time, he opened his right hand and a strand of hair fell on its own. Then, he blew lightly.

Hu –

As if a gust of wind had blown past, the strand of hair flew up into the air.

Under Xu Feng'an and Liu Litao's incredulous gazes…

In an instant, this strand of hair turned into a pitch-black rope. It was like a black light that tore through the sky and caught up to Wang Qingquan in an instant, who was running away.

"What is this?!" Wang Qingquan was horrified.

He looked at the pitch-black rope that was rapidly flying towards him in disbelief. He frantically circulated the True Qi in his body and even mobilized the power of Heaven and Earth to increase his speed in an attempt to escape the pursuit of the rope.

But it was completely useless.

The speed of this pitch-black rope was too fast. Before Wang Qingquan could escape far, he suddenly felt his body tighten and he fell from the sky.

He was tied up!

His hands and feet were tightly bound by this pitch-black rope. Other than his neck and head, he could not move at all.

"Damn it, what is this?" Wang Qingquan's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

The current situation was completely beyond his understanding. It was not a martial technique that he knew at all, but a strange method that he had never seen or heard of.

However, when he saw that there was no one around and no one came to catch him, he couldn't help but feel a little lucky. "There's still a chance. As long as I can break free from this rope, I can continue to escape!"

But then, Wang Qingquan realized that he was actually flying in the air.

No!

He must have been tied up by this strange pitch-black rope and towed into the air. What exactly was this thing? It could actually carry people and fly?!

Wang Qingquan was shocked to discover that he was flying higher and higher. Gradually, he even flew to a height where he could see the entire Lu County. This made him feel an unprecedented fear.

At this height, even if one was at the peak of the Inner World, one would still turn into meat paste if they fell!

"That, that is?!"

At this moment, Wang Qingquan's gaze suddenly froze. He saw the scene at the entrance of the market.

He saw Wang Jinsheng rush up the platform confidently and used his martial technique to attack the "Qi Condensation Realm" guard.

However, in the next moment, he saw the guard casually raise his hand and slap Wang Jinsheng down like he was swatting a mosquito.

After flying for more than a hundred meters and shattering through five walls, he barely stopped.

Then, his head tilted to the side and he fainted.

"What, what is this?!" Wang Qingquan was completely dumbfounded.

The current outcome was completely different from what he had expected when he came to Lu County.

No, it should be said that they were worlds apart!

Why was this happening?!

Which step had gone wrong?!

… .

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wang Qingquan fell into the courtyard of the county governor's office.

He was facing down and ate a mouthful of dirt.

"Sir Wang, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Cui Heng walked over with a smile. Looking at the pitch-black rope that was still glowing, he nodded slightly. "I've succeeded in creating another spell. Not bad, not bad."

Recently, his research direction was to use the laws contained in the power of the Golden Core to transform into simple runes to strengthen his body.

Branding a dragon pattern on Hui Shi previously was just an experiment.

After succeeding in his experiment last night, he tried to engrave the nomological runes on a strand of his hair, which gave the strand of hair extraordinary power.

It was enough to bind all living beings below the Golden Core realm.

It was a waste to use it to tie up Wang Qingquan, who was only at the Sixth level of Qi Refinement.

However, this method that was too bizarre for a martial artist also caused Wang Qingquan to feel enough fear to increase the height of the fear emotion light to six inches. It was not a bad harvest.

"Who exactly are you?!" Wang Qingquan looked at Cui Heng in horror. The experience just now was too bizarre. Even a Deity Realm expert could not have such methods.

"Who do you think I am?" Cui Heng was still smiling as he looked at Wang Qingquan gently.

"If you want to kill or torture me, do as you please. Why do you have to tease me?!" Wang Qingquan did not follow Cui Heng's words at all. He closed his eyes as if he was waiting for death.

"My Lord, these people from the preeminent families are extremely stubborn." Liu Litao leaned over and said, "They think highly of themselves. I'm afraid we won't be able to get anything out of them through ordinary questioning."

"Hmph!" Wang Qingquan opened his eyes and sneered. "I recognize you. You're the former governor of Lu County, Liu Litao. A tiger that fell to the plains is bullied by dogs. Even someone like you wants to humiliate me?"

"My Lord, this fellow is seeking death." Xu Feng'an could tell what Wang Qingquan was planning.

There was another characteristic of the preeminent families. Most of their members could die without hesitation for the interests of their families.

"Then let's fulfill his wish." Cui Heng suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the air.

Crack!

Wang Qingquan's neck broke on the spot, and a large head flew into Cui Heng's hand.

There was a sudden silence.

Xu Feng'an and Liu Litao looked at Cui Heng in shock, then at Wang Qingquan, who had already become a headless corpse.

They could not help but feel that the world was ridiculous.

An expert who had cultivated to the Inner World realm and stood at the top of the world, a "noble" who came from the Wang Clan of Langya, had his head removed just like that and his soul returned to the heavens.

He died too easily, too casually!

Was this the difference between mortals and Immortals?

"My Lord! I've caught Wang Jinsheng!" Hui Shi's voice suddenly sounded from outside.

Then, he walked over with Wang Jinsheng in one hand, as if he wanted to say something.

But after seeing the scene in front of him, he swallowed the words that had reached his throat. He opened his mouth and did not know what to say.

"Damn it, when my uncle comes, I must…" At this moment, Wang Jinsheng, who was originally unconscious, woke up in a daze and subconsciously cursed.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that his uncle had already become a headless corpse. His head was also held in Cui Heng's hand. He immediately screamed, "Ah!"

Then, he fainted again.

"Do you have anything to say?" At this moment, Cui Heng suddenly spoke. He actually shook the head in his hand and asked with a smile, "Sir Wang?"

"..."

"..."

Liu Litao and Xu Feng'an were stunned and even felt their scalps tingle.

It was clearly noon with a scorching sun, but for some reason, they felt a cold wind behind them.

What was he doing?

He was talking to a decapitated head?!

Hui Shi's expression was strange. The scene in front of him gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

At this moment, he also noticed that neither the head nor the headless corpse was bleeding.

"W-why, am I not dead?!"

Wang Qingquan's head suddenly spoke. Looking at his headless corpse, his mind instantly collapsed. His voice trembled as he said, "You, just what do you want me to do? What do you want me to say?!"