Martial Master

“Master Garden Owner, thank you for your assistance!”

After Jin Wuzhu and the others left, Qin Chen stepped forward and clasped his hands in gratitude. Although he knew that the Garden Owner of the Medicine King would definitely intervene on his behalf, he hadn’t expected that without him saying anything, the Garden Owner would directly kill Yuan Hengkong from the Da Qian Dynasty.

After all, Yuan Hengkong had the backing of the Da Qian Dynasty, which was completely different from Xu Long’s Great Yan Dynasty.

Behind Qin Chen, Liu Tai and the others cautiously approached, repeatedly expressing their thanks, not daring to even breathe heavily in front of the Garden Owner of the Medicine King.

“You all needn't be polite.”

The Garden Owner of the Medicine King waved his hand, knowing that these people were Qin Chen's friends, and did not put on airs. He then said to Qin Chen, “Young Hero Chen, this is not a place for conversation. Why don’t we find somewhere else to talk?”

“Sure, let’s go to the base of the Da Wei Dynasty.”

Qin Chen knew what the Garden Owner wanted to discuss and immediately nodded, walking ahead.

As this group passed by, the numerous martial artists around the arena all stepped back, seemingly afraid of accidentally bumping into them.

Only after Qin Chen and his group disappeared from the arena square did the entire square erupt in a loud commotion, as everyone frantically discussed, seemingly eager to vent their inner excitement.

Most of the martial artists were thrilled; the seven upper-level dynasties were typically domineering, and this time they even wanted to directly occupy five spots from the middle-level dynasties, which was too greedy. Now that they had run into the Garden Owner of the Medicine King, they deserved it.

At this moment, in another inn not far from the Jinyue Pavilion on the third floor, several cold eyes were fixed on the direction in which Qin Chen and the others had left, their eyes glittering with a cold light.

To avoid being detected by Qin Chen, these individuals did not dare to stare directly at him, only covertly observing until Qin Chen's group completely vanished from the street before they withdrew their gazes.

“Hmph, I haven't seen him in a year, and that kid has become so strong. He just fought against the Da Jin Dynasty’s Sikong Jianxue, and I’m afraid he hasn’t even displayed his true strength.” A young man cloaked in black suddenly snorted coldly.

If Qin Chen were present at this moment, he would surely recognize that this black-clad person was Mo Li, a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect who had attained second place in the Ancient Southern Capital competition years ago!

After years apart, the aura surrounding Mo Li had become extremely terrifying, even carrying a faint hint of intention, seemingly having stepped into the Half-Step Martial King realm.

“The Young Master may not know, that kid’s strength is truly remarkable. Back then, the ancestor of the Leng family, Leng POGong, was severely injured and wanted to kill him, only to be killed by him instead. Although this child’s cultivation hasn’t reached the Half-Step Martial King, his actual strength surpasses that of an ordinary Half-Step Martial King.”

Beside Mo Li, a middle-aged man with a cold expression spoke icily, none other than Yue Lengchan, the sect master of the Gui Yuan Sect, who had previously escaped from Qin Chen’s hands.

At this moment, Yue Lengchan showed no airs of being a sect master, respectfully standing beside Mo Li, resembling a servant following his master.

“Yue, you don’t need to flatter yourself. I understand this child’s talent far better than you do.” Mo Li coldly glanced at Yue Lengchan, disdainfully saying, “As a Martial King elder, you’ve been lurking in such a minor lower-level dynasty for so long, yet you still couldn’t control that lower-level dynasty. What face do you have to speak?”

“I...” A trace of shame and anger appeared on Yue Lengchan's face.