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The remaining merit was distributed, which could win over a large number of capable civilian and military officials.

"Rest assured, my lord, Commander Xie and I will surely remember this great kindness," said the subordinate.

Magistrate Zeng's face showed joy. He and Commander Xie both served as officials in Jiajing Prefecture and would have each other's back when they moved to the capital.

Suddenly.

An aged voice came through the wind.

"Even racing here both day and night, I am still too late!"

"Who?"

"Protect the Head Supervisor!"

The hundred-plus martial barbarians, all martial arts masters with reaction speeds far beyond ordinary people, immediately formed a protective circle around Zhou Yi upon hearing the voice.

Zhou Yi followed the sound and saw an old man walking slowly toward them.

His hair was disheveled, his face aged, wearing hemp garments with an iron bar slung across his waist, and carrying a bloody head in his left hand.

His bare feet touched the ground, moving in a pace that seemed slow yet fast.

As the voice stopped, he had already reached within ten paces, looking directly at Zhou Yi across the martial barbarians.

Zhou Yi sensed the sharp Sword Qi from the old man and immediately showed a gentle and respectful smile.

"Old man, may I know the purpose of your visit?"

"I come for the Heavenly Sword Sect."

The old man threw the head on the ground, which rolled to a stop right before the barbarians: "I was once instructed in swordsmanship by the previous Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect; knowing the sect was facing calamity, I immediately set off for the capital to uncover the truth!"

Zhou Yi's expression turned increasingly cold upon hearing that it was an enemy.

"I am an official of the first rank at the Imperial Court. The disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Xiao Yun, attempted to assassinate me at night, resulting in my body suffering from severe poison. Isn't that an act of rebellion? What other truth could there be?"

"If that is truly the case, I have nothing more to say," the old man replied.

Pointing to the head on the ground, the old man said, "This man was an intimate friend of Xiao Yun, who entrusted his heart to him and held nothing back. Do you recognize him, sir?"

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly: "I have resided in the palace for many years and have no knowledge of the jianghu; how could I recognize him?"

"Yet he claimed to know you," said the old man.

"Upon my inquiry, I learned that this man had long become a secret agent of the Inspectorate, having reported several times of Xiao Yun cursing you. After drinking, he even spoke of removing threats to the people," the old man explained.

"I do recall now. Indeed, there was such a person."

Zhou Yi said coldly, "Being magnanimous, I didn't take such drunken ranting to heart; had it been someone less tolerant, they would have already been arrested and tortured in the imperial prison!"

"Knowing that Xiao Yun intended to assassinate you, you didn't kill him but kept him for your own use..." the old man recounted.

"On the day you returned home, pretending to be drunk, you sent a message to that scoundrel, who then informed Xiao Yun. You deliberately provoked him with a few taunts."

"Xiao Yun, already loathing evil and being somewhat impulsive, entered Zhou residence to carry out his assassination. It was then that you seized the opportunity, feigning serious injury, to find an excuse to eliminate the sect entirely!"

"Hehehe..."

Zhou Yi sneered and applauded: "It's a nice story, but what evidence do you have that I orchestrated this affair?"

"I am well-acquainted with Xiao Yun. His talent for swordsmanship was exceptional, but he was not skilled in Qinggong," said the old man.

"To prevent him from falling into the jianghu traps, I specially passed on the Roaming Dragon Technique to him. Even after rigorous training, he was at best second-rate. How could such Qinggong possibly get past the guards of the Eastern Depot to carry out an assassination?"

"That's just your speculation!" responded Zhou Yi coldly. "Not to mention the veracity of your speculation, Xiao Yun, merely goaded a few times, attempted to assassinate a court official. How is that different from rebellion?"

"I am aware of Xiao Yun's mistake, hence I will not seek revenge for him. You only need to spare the Nine Clans of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples," said the old man.

"Hehehehe..."

Zhou Yi laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke: "You have some nerve, using your refusal to seek revenge as a sign of your generosity towards me and expecting me not to eradicate the sect entirely?"

The old man spoke slowly: "You will agree, sir!"

As he spoke, the Sword Intent grew even more fierce, nearly solidifying, piercing Zhou Yi's eyes with a faint pain.

"Who exactly are you?"

"I have been so absorbed in practicing the sword that I have even forgotten my name. I am now nameless and without a family name; my peers in the jianghu simply call me Nameless."

"Sword God!"

Zhou Yi suddenly raised his voice, his gaze fixed intently on Nameless; the profound True Qi formed a protective shield around him.

In the jianghu, sword users were the most numerous, their elegance and charisma surpassing all other weapons.

With so many sword wielders, naturally, there were many sword contests – earning a sword-related appellation in the jianghu was no easy feat.

Among the generations of swordsmen in the jianghu, there were countless titles such as Sword God, Sword Immortal, Sword Lunatic, and Sword Demon. Sometimes, several or even a dozen Sword Gods would emerge in a single era.

Such figures as the Jiangnan Sword God, the Northern Desert Sword God, and even Sword Gods from certain mansions or mountains, are not truly recognized as supreme due to no one being able to claim the title, which is why their titles as Sword Gods cannot be retracted.

However, in the present martial world, there is only one Sword God, and that is Nameless.

"What splendid True Qi!"

Nameless, upon seeing the semi-transparent Qi shield, flashed a look of surprise in his eyes, "It has long been rumored in the Jianghu that the real unparalleled masters are in the royal palace, and one day this old man must probe the depths." Continue your journey on My Virtual Library Empire

"How dare you!"

Zhou Yi scolded harshly, "Such a traitor, intending to forcibly break into the palace, is guilty of plotting rebellion. Everyone, take him down together!"

"As you command."

The agents of the Eastern Depot, upon hearing the title of Sword God, had been petrified with fear, but they did not dare to disobey the order.

Fighting against the Sword God meant they might just die themselves.

Disobeying the Head Supervisor's order, the fate of the Heavenly Sword Sect loomed before them!

"Black Eagle Claw, the Butcher of the Northern Wastes, Three Yin Old Demon, Tiger-subduing Monastery Master..."

Nameless calmly looked at the agents charging at him, recognizing each of their notorious names in the Jianghu, all infamous figures.

"Today, this old man draws his sword for... slaying demons!"

Before the words had finished, the iron rod at his waist soared into the air, guided by the True Qi to float three feet away from his body, weaving back and forth among the agents, instantly severing the necks of seven or eight men.

The other agents were terrified and retreated repeatedly. This kind of True Qi sword control technique was akin to the legendary immortal flying swords.

How can mere mortals contend with immortals!

"I still remember, fifty years ago, the Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect imparted the Heavenly Sword Technique to me, and I never thought that today, as I use it once again, the Heavenly Sword Sect is already destroyed, truly a twist of fate."

Nameless waved his hand to recall the iron rod, now dripping with crimson blood.

"Head Supervisor, would you agree to this old man's terms?"

"Of course, I agree..."

Zhou Yi said, "But, the Sword God must ask my soldiers under my command if they are willing to agree, Commander Xie, it's up to you now."

"Seize this rebel and traitorous subject, and I will ensure your ancestral title is restored!"

"I humbly obey."

Commander Xie, wild with joy, immediately gave the order, and the soldiers began to encircle Nameless from all sides.

Seeing this situation, Nameless could no longer maintain his calm demeanor. No martial artist in the Jianghu could fight against thousands alone, especially when there were masters attacking stealthily. He couldn't help but rebuke loudly.

"Despicable, shameless, the Head Supervisor has not an ounce of a martial artist's proud backbone!"

"I'm certainly not some damn martial artist!"

Zhou Yi declared disdainfully, "I am the Emperor's confidant, a first-rank officer of the Imperial Court, the Head Supervisor of the Eastern Depot, commander of the court's three Inspectorates, how can a mere Martial Barbarian compare?"

"But a Martial Barbarian can kill you!"

Nameless glanced at the encircling soldiers, still a hundred paces away, and holding the iron rod said,

"Unsheathe the sword... to exterminate demons!"

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"Today, this old man draws his sword for... slaying demons!"

Before the words had finished, the iron rod at his waist soared into the air, guided by the True Qi to float three feet away from his body, weaving back and forth among the agents, instantly severing the necks of seven or eight men.

The other agents were terrified and retreated repeatedly. This kind of True Qi sword control technique was akin to the legendary immortal flying swords.

How can mere mortals contend with immortals!

"I still remember, fifty years ago, the Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect imparted the Heavenly Sword Technique to me, and I never thought that today, as I use it once again, the Heavenly Sword Sect is already destroyed, truly a twist of fate."

Nameless waved his hand to recall the iron rod, now dripping with crimson blood.

"Head Supervisor, would you agree to this old man's terms?"

"Of course, I agree..."

Zhou Yi said, "But, the Sword God must ask my soldiers under my command if they are willing to agree, Commander Xie, it's up to you now."

"Seize this rebel and traitorous subject, and I will ensure your ancestral title is restored!"

"I humbly obey."

Commander Xie, wild with joy, immediately gave the order, and the soldiers began to encircle Nameless from all sides.

Seeing this situation, Nameless could no longer maintain his calm demeanor. No martial artist in the Jianghu could fight against thousands alone, especially when there were masters attacking stealthily. He couldn't help but rebuke loudly.

"Despicable, shameless, the Head Supervisor has not an ounce of a martial artist's proud backbone!"

"I'm certainly not some damn martial artist!"