I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World

Chapter 309: Seeing an Old Acquaintance Again

Han Zheng had promised Lian Sheng they could go together to slay those vicious outlaws beyond the city.

However, Han Zheng and Su Wuming were two ferocious stars in their own right, and adding Lian Sheng who bore the Blood Slaughter Seven Killings Fate, the criminals and bandits who came to Qianjiang Prefecture were indeed down on their luck.

In just two short days, the area was cleansed, and even Lian Sheng felt his thirst for action was not yet quenched.

So, when Han Zheng asked Lian Sheng if he was willing to help suppress the Martial World troublemakers within Qianjiang Prefecture, the monk readily agreed, working even more vigorously than the Xuanjia Guards like Han Zheng and the others.

It was like Lian Sheng had said earlier, he was more suited to join the Demon Cleansing Bureau, as that gave him a legitimate reason to kill.

However, without the suppression of the Buddhist Law by the Great Compassion Temple, with the way he was killing, he might eventually become a ticking time bomb, not knowing when he might explode.

"Master Lian Sheng, the Weapon Casting Conference is about to commence, so you might not be able to kill for the time being."

Han Zheng poured a large bowl of tea for Lian Sheng.

Lian Sheng proclaimed righteously, "Mr. Han, you are mistaken. I am not a person who delights in killing. I kill to save people. If this world runs out of evil-doers that ought to be killed, it means I have achieved Perfect Merit."

Off to the side, Su Wuming suddenly said, "Without evil, how can there be good? If there are no demons in the world, the Buddha would also lose the necessity of existence."

Lian Sheng paused, then laughed and said, "Benefactor Su is wise. There is reason in what you say. Yet, if a day truly comes when the world is without demons, then indeed, it would be time for the Buddha to retire in glory. My master hopes to see that day, and so do I."

At that moment, Han Zheng was looking towards the city gate tower, where a magnificent convoy had already entered the city.

The carriages were crafted from the finest Dragon Blood Wood, each drawn by three tall, sturdy, and spotless white horses.

Anyone able to mount such an impressive display was clearly not a common force.

Fang Jueming glanced at the emblem on the carriage and whispered, "It's from the Xiao Family, one of the five greatest families. As the foremost among the five great families, the Xiao Family possesses the strongest prowess, which explains their grandeur. Since the Xiao Family has arrived, it seems likely that other great sects have also entered the city through other gates."

Han Zheng nodded and said, "Be extra cautious these days, some chaos might arise unexpectedly."

His words had hardly settled when a majestic Hai Dongqing cried out and landed on Fang Jueming's shoulder.

Fang Jueming read the note and couldn't help but smile wryly, "What we fear comes to pass. It seems that the Tiangang Sect has gotten into a conflict with others and have started fighting right on the main street. Apparently, no lives have been lost yet, but we need to intervene. Otherwise, if the situation escalates, it will turn troublesome."

Upon seeing this, Han Zheng and Su Wuming immediately asked Fang Jueming to lead them there.

Lian Sheng looked left and right; having nothing else to do, he also followed along to watch the excitement.

Outside the Zuixiang Building in the southern part of the city, two martial artists dressed in extravagant clothing were openly sparring in the street, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers.

When Xuan Gang Realm martial artists had previously fought inside Qianjiang Prefecture, everyone would avoid them at all costs, fearing they would be affected.

But now, even some of the commoners were watching the commotion unafraid.

That was because the strength of the two people fighting was quite weak, barely reaching the late stages of the Innate, and their fighting was chaotic and messy, with extremely limited lethality.

Arriving at the scene, Han Zheng couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile upon recognizing one of the fighters.

To his surprise, it was an old acquaintance, Shen Conghai, a direct disciple from the Shen Family of Black Stone County.

Back during the Smell Fragrance Sect disturbance, Shen Conghai was duped and exploited by the sect, later captured and jailed by Han Zheng.

This guy was a typical case of all bark and no bite, devoid of brains as well as strength, but inexplicably full of arrogance.

After the Smell Fragrance Sect incident ceased, Shen Congyun, the truly talented disciple from the Shen Family, personally came to pressure Zhang Tianyang into releasing Shen Conghai and moved the Shen Family out.

Now it seemed that Shen Conghai had come with the Tiangang Sect disciples to attend the Weapon Casting Conference.

Of course, with the sort of strength that Shen Conghai possessed, he had no qualification to participate in the competition—he could at best be a spectator.

At this moment, the person Shen Conghai was sparring with was also at the late Innate stage but looked very young, appearing to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, while Shen Conghai was almost thirty.

Going blow for blow with a martial artist more than a decade his junior, Shen Conghai, even if he won in the end, wouldn't have much to be proud of.

"Shen Conghai, you're nothing but a waste who throws your weight around by leveraging your brother's name. Who do you think you're fooling by puffing yourself up like a big shot?

To boast about participating in the Weapon Casting Conference, the eligible participants are all the distinguished young talents from various sects, at least those in the Xuan Gang Realm. Do you think you measure up?"

The youthful face of the young man across from Shen Conghai still bore traces of childishness, but his words were sharp-tongued and quite malicious.

As these words left his mouth, Shen Conghai's breathing became unstable, and he flushed with anger.

"Wei Yingze! You're courting death! If I'm not qualified, do you think you are? Are you not just another onlooker at the Weapon Casting Conference?"

Wei Yingze didn't get angry, but chuckled and said, "Just because I'm not qualified now doesn't mean I won't be in the future. There are still more than a decade left, how do you know I won't qualify for the Weapon Casting Conference later?

On the other hand, with no chance now, you certainly won't have any in the future.

I've even heard that when you eagerly wanted to join the Cang Mountain Sword Sect, they didn't want you. It was only through your brother's pleas with the Elders of the sect that you were reluctantly admitted into the Tiangang Sect.

After all your brother has done for you, yet you speak ill of him. You really don't know what's good for you, ungrateful to the core!"

Shen Conghai was furious, casting aside all concerns for his energy, his True Qi surged, and trace amounts of nascent Gang Qi began to form around him.

It had been a long time since they'd seen each other, and Shen Conghai had indeed improved.

His strength had dramatically increased compared to the time when he was in Black Stone County.

However, this progress was only significant to himself; in Han Zheng's eyes, he was still pathetically weak.

Now, Shen Conghai fought desperately, forcefully condensing True Qi into Gang Qi, and Wei Yingze immediately found himself at a disadvantage, even in peril.

"Hey, hey, hey! Are you serious right now?"

A hint of ruthlessness flitted across Shen Conghai's face: "You're asking for it!"

With that, a three-foot Sword Gang burst forth from his sword, aiming straight for Wei Yingze's chest.

Suddenly, a hand shining with faint golden light reached out and grabbed the sword from Shen Conghai's hand.

With a strong exertion, the sword in Shen Conghai's hand shattered like paper.

"Shen Conghai, after so long, you're still as impulsive and brainless as ever.

Engaging in a fight to the death over your pride, have you no concern for the trouble it could cause your brother, for the Tiangang Sect?"

Shen Conghai looked incredulously at Han Zheng in front of him.

Back in Black Stone County, he was arrogant, wanting to compete with his genius brother, but he ended up losing to a mere Martial Arts Hall apprentice and completely lost face!

He couldn't even surpass a Martial Arts Hall apprentice; what right did he have to challenge his genius brother?

One could say that the battle with Han Zheng almost became his nightmare, shattering the steadfastness he had always held.

Now seeing Han Zheng again, that former Martial Arts Hall apprentice wore the Purple Gold Sky Wolf Armor, indicating his status as a Demon Sweeping Captain, exuding an intimidating aura and formidable presence.

Yet he, within the Tiangang Sect, was nothing but a low-ranking disciple, mocked and ridiculed by others, and only through the protection of his elder brother could he barely avoid being bullied within the Tiangang Sect.

This stark contrast made Shen Conghai feel utterly ashamed.

Han Zheng, however, wasn't concerned with any of that. He turned his head to look at Wei Yingze.

"You sure are sharp-tongued for a kid, aren't you? Such caustic remarks pushed Shen Conghai to a deadly bout—wouldn't you be the one who suffers?

He might be weaker, but he's still practiced many more years than you. In a desperate fight, do you think you could withstand him?"

Wei Yingze hastily brought his hands together in a gesture and said, "Thank you, elder brother from the Demon Cleansing Bureau, for your timely assistance. This whole thing was a misunderstanding. It's my fault for running my mouth.

Don't worry, I will compensate for the damages incurred during our fight at the appropriate price. In the future within Qianjiang Prefecture, I definitely won't engage in fights so recklessly."

In comparison to Shen Conghai, this Wei Yingze, although younger, was much shrewder.

He had also heard that the Demon Cleansing Bureau had been cracking down severely in Qianjiang Prefecture lately. So he immediately conceded and corrected himself, making sure not to give the Demon Cleansing Bureau any reason to find fault with him.