Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

Zhou Family Mansion.

"Trouble! Master, there's big trouble!"

Zhou Jishan barged into the main hall of the Zhou family, disregarding family etiquette, and knelt down with a plop.

His face was pale, his eyes filled with panic, and his voice trembled with fear as he spoke.

The family head, Zhou Xu, was seated in the hall, contemplating the current situation and future plans.

Hearing Zhou Jishan's exclamation, he felt a bit dissatisfied and focused his gaze on the trembling Zhou Jishan.

He frowned slightly and said, "What has made you so flustered? Speak!"

Zhou Jishan, still kneeling on the ground, spoke haltingly due to his fear, "Master... the fifth young Master went to carry out the order to kill the Chief Officer of the Guardian Martial Department, that Shen fellow, but unexpectedly, who would have thought..."

At this point, Zhou Jishan's eyes turned incredibly red, and large tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, showing his deep sorrow.

"Unexpectedly, Shen Qing... he actually killed the young Master in broad daylight!"

These words were like a bolt from the blue.

Zhou Xu's face turned a deep shade of blue-black, and an incredulous expression flashed in his eyes as he suddenly stood up.

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For this reason, he intended to nurture him, even leveraging the Bai Mu affair to build him a reputation.

Zhou Xintong's performance did not disappoint him, showcasing impressive combat prowess.

He might have even been able to inherit the legacy of the family's ancestors in the future.

And it was such a prodigy, a qilin child, who died just like that?!

A surge of anger arose from his heart, rushing to the top of his head.

He slammed the tea table beside him, producing a crisp cracking sound.

Under the powerful force of the martial master, the seemingly sturdy tea table instantly shattered into pieces, sending splinters flying everywhere.

The teacup placed on the table jumped into the air, then, with a "smash," broke into fragments that splattered along with scalding tea.

"Shen Qing!" Zhou Xu gritted his teeth, each word squeezed out as if he were spitting fire.

His fists clenched tight, emanating a compelling oppressive force.

After a while, Zhou Xu's tightly clenched fists suddenly relaxed, and he laughed in his extreme anger, "Well, well, well, I didn't expect I misjudged, Lord Shen has hidden depths."

"Changhe!"

"This old servant is here."

"Go and notify the family heads of the other clans, say that there is a faction at the county office beyond our control, and have them come over to resolve this matter."

As he spoke, Zhou Xu's eyes fell on the old servant.

"Invite the other family heads? This will cost our family quite substantially..."

"Are you questioning me?"

The old servant trembled all over, sensing the strong killing intent emanating from Zhou Xu, he hurriedly said, "This old servant wouldn't dare."

"The falcon uses all its might to catch the rabbit—just do as I say. I do not believe this kid can remain unscathed!"

The old servant dared not delay, quickly accepted the order, "This old servant obeys!"

With that, he rushed out without any delay.

After arranging these matters, Zhou Xu gradually regained his composure.

He walked towards the door with his hands clasped behind his back, passing by Zhou Jishan.

As Zhou Jishan looked up, a sideways kick sent Zhou Jishan flying.

"Wow!"

Before Zhou Jishan knew what happened, he flew across the room, crashing into the wall along with his chair.

He tasted something sweet in his throat and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.

His chest felt soft and limp.

Clearly, a few ribs had been broken.

Waves of excruciating pain spread through his body, leaving him drenched in cold sweat and gasping for air.

His painful cries were stuck in his throat, unable to escape.

Zhou Xu calmly said, "For not protecting the master, you should have died with the master according to the family rules. Considering you are kin, I'll spare you."

Looking at Zhou Xu, Zhou Jishan felt a twinge of hatred.

But he didn't show it, putting on a sycophantic and panicked face, he said, "Thank... thank you, master, for not killing me."

"Hmph." Zhou Xu snorted coldly, "Where is Shen Qing now?"

"Re...reporting to the master, I saw him heading towards the West City Gate."

Zhou Xu offered no further words, his figure flickered like a beam of light, dashing towards the West City Gate, "Have the family heads hurry over."

...

On the west side of Yongzhou City, chaos reigned, with many demons bursting in from outside the city gates, the threat of demons growing ever more serious.

Shen Qing wielded his dagger relentlessly.

It was covered in blood, the blade had chipped in many places, looking quite worn.

"This isn't just a few demon incidents, it's a demonic surge that requires a military force to completely eradicate—it is far beyond what the Military Department and Guardian Martial Department can handle."

Seeing the stream of demons pouring in, Shen Qing's mood grew heavier.

He kept swinging his blade with all his might, cutting down the demons in front of him as he pressed towards the gate, trying to exit the city.

As for Tian Xiaohu and the others, with the chaotic situation at hand, he had no time to worry about them.

Entering the city gates, Shen Qing unleashed the Sky Flipping Seal, using it to crush and subdue his foes.

Each move he made resulted in swathes of demons being squashed into meat paste.

Standing beneath the city gate, Shen Qing looked at the guard who had been gnawed by demons down to a pile of bones, but he had no time for sentiment.

He gathered strength in his legs, crashing the ground beneath him, sending dust and debris flying wildly.

Using the momentum, Shen Qing surged forward like an arrow shot from a bowstring, then executed the still not fully mastered Da Xu Technique, making his silhouette flicker and shift outside the city walls.

Shen Qing now sensed the powerful momentum behind him within the Inner City, it was evident that multiple Innate Martial Masters were clashing violently inside.

The faint aura leaking out was extremely dangerous.

The situation had already spiraled beyond his control and expectations.

Slaughter and chaos pervaded the city.

Such a danger required intervention by the court or even more powerful forces.

It was beyond what he, as the Chief Officer of the Guardian Martial Division, could resolve.

Shen Qing collected his thoughts, charging ahead as fast as he could.

However, after going a short distance, his temples throbbed, he felt many powerful auras locking onto him from behind.

He quickly turned his head to see a man in a brocade robe approaching with malicious intent.

The man seemed to deliberately slow down, not approaching closely, but keeping a distance while trailing him.

Shen Qing, being from a hunter's background, was well familiar with such a scene.

This was clearly a tactic hunters used during hunts.

With his sharp Divine Sense, Shen Qing noticed more figures gathering towards him from afar.

"Old Zhou, you bring us all here for such a person, it seems you are determined to kill him. What kind of enmity do you have with him?" a middle-aged man in a purple robe spoke quickly, keeping pace with Zhou Xu.

Zhou Xu, expressionless, said, "This person does not align with us, leaving him alive would bring disaster. Kill him without so many questions."

The man in the purple robe paused.

Following him, seven more arrived one after another, forming an encirclement around Shen Qing.

Seeing these people, Shen Qing recognized a few familiar faces.

Nine of the family heads from the Thirteen Lines had come!

"It's about time, everyone, join me in slaying this beast," Zhou Xu said loudly with his hands clasped in salute, "If we succeed, the Zhou family is willing to offer some benefits."

"Alright."

The nine moved together, charging towards Shen Qing.

Facing this scene, Shen Qing's heart raced with alarm.

These family heads were all in the Dan Realm in terms of cultivation, now they were all joining forces to pursue him.

Nine Dan Realm martial masters against him, how could he stand a chance to survive?

Doubt crept into Shen Qing's heart.

But as he saw the nine getting closer, he hardened his resolve, grabbing the Heavy Bow in his hand.

"However many people there are, even if I die, I'll take one down with me!"

The combined force of the nine family heads coming to kill me, I fear not.