Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 347: Chapter 173: Cat Plays with Mouse, Besieging Points to Defeat Reinforcements

Han Wushang, this person.

With a rugged appearance and a massive build, at first glance, he looks like a peerless warrior destined for the battlefield.

The impression he gives is always that of a simple-minded man with powerful limbs.

Additionally, since he has opened a Martial Hall in Xingqing Prefecture, he has shown kindness and avoided conflict everywhere, giving the impression of having a good temper. Even his disciples do not perceive how formidable he really is.

Or rather, how intelligent he might be.

In fact, Chen Ping saw through it at a glance.

This person appears rugged on the outside but is refined within, with an eye for detail.

Therefore, during this outing, Chen Ping entrusted all city affairs concerning the rogue factions to this senior martial uncle.

Moreover, he tasked him with overseeing the Jianghu martial artists in the city, discerning carefully, and rooting out spies. Especially those who gather and cause chaos, registering and interrogating each one, capturing and executing anyone with ulterior motives.

This task has almost been completed.

Han Wushang has already located the gathering points of two gang groups and suspicious sites of seven trading firms and warehouses, preparing to wait for Chen Ping’s return to report and initiate action, capturing them all in one sweep.

He hadn’t had the chance to act yet.

Chen Ping and his entourage returned from Primordial Sect and unexpectedly gave him the greatest surprise.

For Jianghu people, the most important thing in the world is none other than enhancing one’s strength.

In Han Wushang’s mind, another important thing is family harmony and sect prosperity.

This time, it could be said that his life’s regrets and aspirations were all fulfilled at once.

At present, he’s as happy as a child, persistently questioning his wife three times, until Sima Rou became impatient and tugged his ears red before he contentedly pulled a face to beg little nephew Chen Ping for a Dao Seed himself.

Next, undoubtedly, he will be the second expert of Primordial Sect to break through to Great Success in Primordial Golden Body.

Like the previous Sect Leader Sun Yun, only one step away from Golden Body Perfection.

From this, it is evident how outstanding Han Wushang’s innate talent is.

The third person to break through to Great Success in Golden Body, the Second Elder Yuk Zhixian, is a bit less impressive than the two of them, just having achieved Great Success in Golden Body, still quite far from Perfection. It is estimated that maintaining this cultivation speed, within three months he can break through to the Perfection Realm.

In fact, it is still considered good.

Without discussing others, just speaking of Han Wushang.

If anyone’s mood is the most joyous, it certainly is his.

For a moment, he even felt that life to this point is already without regret.

At the banquet, he not only didn’t feel eclipsed by Chen Ping’s prominence but sat in the center, grinning like an old man, with a silly expression, offering drinks to everyone he met.

If it weren’t for his incredibly strong physical body, he might have drunk himself into a stupor before all the dishes were served.

Then, he discovered the assassination attempt.

By extraordinary means, an attempt was made to assassinate Chen Ping using his own Martial Hall’s female disciple as a decoy.

Though it was thrilling yet without danger, the assailant was caught by Chen Ping, pursued out of the city.

Han Wushang still broke into a cold sweat.

Boundless anger surged in his heart, mixed with some sorrow and self-reproach.

"This is my dereliction of duty. Had I not relaxed vigilance earlier, giving someone an opportunity, how could such a vile assassination event occur? Indeed, all the jackals and rogues, the thieves and scoundrels within the city should be killed, we must not spare them."

His face was as calm as water.

With one command, a thousand men immediately split into three directions, sweeping forth.

Soon, near and far, shouts of killing echoed.

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"This martial uncle, his actions are just too stable; it’s a good thing, but also a bad thing."

Chen Ping lightly tapped the high rooftop with his toes, transforming his form into a fleeting shadow tightly trailing the assailant.

He even took the time to use telepathy, observing the commotion within the city.

After planting over fifty Dao Seeds, he found that his telepathy improved once more.

The power of his mind is constantly increasing.

Within thirty yards of his vicinity, nothing escapes his grasp in emotion fluctuations, let alone negative feelings like killing intent and malice.

In his telepathy, they blazed brightly like torches, exceptionally illuminating.

One cannot deny that the assailant’s Lightweight Skill is truly remarkable.

With cultivation at the peak of Late-Stage Innate, activating Lightweight Skill was like a meteor streaking through the sky, hardly needing any external force, simply circulating True Qi internally, allowing one to leap dozens to hundreds of yards in a breath.

This Lightweight Skill seems to be on the same level as his own Butterfly Dance and Swallow Return technique, and is five or six times faster than that of the flower-stealing rogue from before.

Due to differing cultivation, the True Qi used to power Lightweight Skill differs, naturally affecting speed and agility.

However, for Chen Ping, although the opponent’s Lightweight Skill is indeed formidable, it doesn’t concern him.

If he were to fully exert Butterfly Dance and Swallow Return along with Seven Stars Step, he is confident he can catch and capture the opponent within three to five breaths.

After all, having already broken through to the Grandmaster Realm himself, even when activating Lightweight Skill with Qi Blood Gang Force, not as nimble as using True Qi to blend with Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to harness immense power, the speed and responsiveness are not inferior at all.

His mind feels that gloating that tells him this person thinks his plan is succeeding, cheerfully fleeing while feeling triumphant.

"I’ll let you be happy for a while longer, and hope the ambush coming to light is even stronger."

Chen Ping’s gaze was indifferent, looking at the person’s back as if seeing a dead man.

"However, fleeing too easily, sprinting with your butt raised, letting you have too much comfort, it’s not very pleasing."