682: Thirteen Martial Arts

Ning Buxiu walked out of the courtyard gate.

Outside the courtyard, Cang Poshi and the Ning family Guardian Squad had been waiting for a long time; they were attracted by the commotion when Ning Buxiu broke through.

And when they reached outside the courtyard wall, they acted as Protectors.

"Watch the money inside for a bit, I'm going to the council hall," Ning Buxiu instructed Cang Poshi.

After just raising three Martial Arts to Perfection, fusing them, and then raising them to Perfection again, this series of actions consumed less than 150,000 taels of silver.

Looking at the money in the courtyard, it was impossible to tell how much was missing.

"Yes, Master!" Cang Poshi replied seriously.

As he and the Guardian Squad watched Ning Buxiu leave, the White-Haired Old Man couldn't help but murmur, "Master's strength has increased again. Now, just standing in front of him, I feel a distinct pressure."

"Yeah, is Master really practicing Martial Arts? Could he have been possessed by a monster?" A young man next to him stammered a bit.

"Monster your head! Your own Martial Arts talent isn't good, and you don't work hard, so you call someone else a monster?!" Cang Poshi slapped the man under him on the head, a hint of anger in his tone.

The surrounding people looked a bit embarrassed and gave bitter smiles.

Could the strength Master displayed be compensated for by talent and effort?

Council hall.

After Ning Buxiu arrived here, he saw a Head Constable who had come on behalf of the County Office and several constables standing behind him.

Originally, Ning Jiushan was chatting with the other party.

And after seeing Ning Buxiu, Ning Jiushan stood up with a smile, "Then Head Constable Hu, you can talk to Xiu'er. He just arrived."

After speaking, Ning Jiushan exchanged glances with Ning Buxiu, nodded, and then left the council hall.

"Young Master Ning, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

After Ning Jiushan left, the Middle-aged Man sitting in his seat, wearing a black cloth cloud-patterned robe, who had replaced Qian Hu to become the new Chief Constable and Prison Warden of the County Office, said with a chuckle.

"Did you bring the things?" Ning Buxiu had no intention of wasting time with this minor character.

Hearing Ning Buxiu's words, the Middle-aged Man's expression stiffened slightly.

Afterward, he also nodded and said, "Of course, everything has been brought. Young Master Ning, please take a look."

The Man said, giving a look to the constables behind him.

Then, two constables each held six or seven copied Martial Arts manuals and placed the items on the table.

"King Hegemon Fist," "Iron Chain Fist," "Bear Body"...

Glancing over these Martial Arts, Ning Buxiu nodded slightly, "Not bad. I hope we can continue to cooperate with the County Office in the future."

Seeing that Bao Xingchao had no ulterior motives regarding the Martial Arts, Ning Buxiu's attitude improved slightly.

"Of course, in the future, we hope the Ning family will support us more!" The Middle-aged Man replied with a fawning smile.

At this moment, for Bao Xingchao, the Ning family was simply impossible to suppress.

Unless Bao Xingchao stopped being a County Magistrate and stopped considering future promotions, he couldn't touch the Ning family!

Therefore, when this Chief Constable came, Bao Xingchao repeatedly instructed him that he must lower his stance and absolutely not fall out with the Ning family.

"If we can help, the Ning family naturally won't turn a blind eye," Ning Buxiu replied.

No matter what, the County Office ultimately held the name of the imperial court.

If cooperation could lead to mutual benefit, Ning Buxiu would not choose to make enemies and push them away.

"With Young Master Ning's words, I, Hu, am relieved," the Middle-aged Man nodded in satisfaction.

"Young Master Ning, there is something I must remind you of," Head Constable Hu's expression became a little serious, "Yesterday in Five Directions City, after the Wang family, another Yao Family was wiped out!"

"The state of death for the Yao Family was exactly the same as the situation with the Wang family. The preliminary judgment is that it was done by the same killer!"

"Currently, our County Office still has no information about that killer. We also don't know who this guy's next target will be. We hope you, Young Master Ning, will be more vigilant."

The Head Constable's brows furrowed with every word, showing how troublesome the matter was.

"The Yao Family?" Ning Buxiu pretended to be confused, then nodded solemnly, "Got it."

"Also... regarding the Yao Family matter, could the Ning family help conceal it? At least don't let the news spread on the telephone. If the common people find out, it might cause panic and lead to more trouble," the Middle-aged Man said earnestly.

"Things on the telephone are not something our Ning family can control," Ning Buxiu shook his head with a smile, "But we will try our best, try our best not to let these matters cause panic among the people of Five Directions City."

Hearing this reply, the Middle-aged Man had no dissatisfaction; instead, he felt relieved and said, "Good, having Young Master Ning's word is enough! Give us some time, and we will be able to capture the killer and bring him to justice."

After a few more exchanges, the people from the County Office left.

Ning Buxiu waved his hand and opened the System's full monitoring screen.

With Little Grass's help in recording, he could clearly watch Qiong Juanshu's every move now.

And there was also that Monk who entered the city yesterday.

Looking at the direction... is this Monk going to find the Seventh Princess?

That's right, this Monk's origin is also related to the Royal Family. It's just that the current contact is quite a bit earlier than in the original work, likely because the death of Buddha's Eye yesterday made him more vigilant.

It seems the protagonist can't be kept locked up anymore.

Frowning slightly, Ning Buxiu didn't dwell on it too much and turned his head to look at the Secret Manuals on the table.

Whether he's the protagonist or a demon, once his strength increases, he will crush them all!

There were a total of thirteen Martial Arts manuals.

These were the Martial Arts manuals collected by the County Office over the past hundred years, basically used to train their constables.

All of them were external Martial Arts.

Among them, there were six low-grade Martial Arts, five third-rate, and two second-rate.

Among these, there was also one second-rate Martial Art, the Five Tiger Severing Door Saber, which Ning Buxiu had already Cultivated and fused into the Fierce Sun Thirty-Two Tiger Severing Blade.

That is to say, in reality, Ning Buxiu could only Cultivate twelve Martial Arts manuals before him.

These were enough.

Glancing at the sky outside that was gradually darkening, Ning Buxiu simply sat down on the floor, picked up a low-grade Martial Art manual at random, and began Cultivating.

...

Rainy Night Tower.

The transition between dusk and The Black Night was vividly displayed on the river surface.

In front of this towering building nestled against the mountains and by the water, A Man in a dark green robe sat with a long sword placed across his knees, Cultivating with his eyes closed.

And beside the Man, the Seventh Princess was full of indignation, "Snake Old, Zhou Wuji is being tortured by that madman Yuwen Mingxuan all day now. Only you can save him!"

"Didn't Father Emperor send you to protect me? Why aren't you listening to me anymore? I told you to go save Zhou Wuji!"

The woman's voice was filled with stubbornness, an unreasonable stubbornness.

Hearing this, Snake Old frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

His vertical pupils deepened as he saw the view before him, "This Lord is only responsible for the Princess's safety. The life or death of others is none of This Lord's concern."

Snake Old responded indifferently.

These words made the Seventh Princess even more choked with anger.

"Then I'll go see Yuwen Mingxuan! I'll go rescue Zhou Wuji myself! If Yuwen Mingxuan has the guts, he can kill me too!"

The woman said, then ran towards the outside.

However, before she had taken a few steps, a dark green barrier blocked her path.

"Seventh Princess, the demon blade is about to appear. In the next few days, you should stay by this old man's side. Those common people and you will always be people from two different Worlds. He is not worth you caring so much about." As Snake Old's clothes fluttered, undeniable words were spoken from his young face.

"You're blocking me? How dare you block this Princess?!" The woman gritted her teeth in anger, "Quickly let this Princess go, or I'll tell Father Emperor!"