Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Farewell from the Entire City

[Mad Saber Nine Slashes (Uninitiated)]

[Hundred Rivers Skill (Uninitiated)]

[Tiger Roar and Dragon’s Chant Golden Bell Shield (Entry Level)]

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[Current Power Level: 882 years]

Staring at the panel, Wei Fan fell into contemplation.

“We’ll leave Hundred Rivers Skill for now and talk about it when we reach the Demon Suppression Bureau!”

His cultivation had always remained at the True Qi Ninth Layer, not because he couldn’t obtain the Heart Method for the Acupoint Realm. Whether seeking Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong or other Captains in Yun City, he was confident in getting the Heart Method for the Acupoint Realm.

However, a martial artist can only cultivate one Heart Method. Changing it once is very troublesome and may even harm one’s power, so his plan was always to get a truly top-level Heart Method at the Demon Suppression Bureau before breaking into the Acupoint Realm.

Currently, he only had the Acupoint Heart Method of Hundred Rivers Skill; he wasn’t sure if it was good or bad and could only wait to compare it at the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Moreover, if the Demon Suppression Bureau had the Acupoint Realm Cultivation Technique for the Golden Bell Shield, he would likely choose to continue cultivating the Golden Bell Shield.

Although the Golden Bell Shield was a popular Heart Method spread by the Demon Suppression Bureau, it seemed different from all martial arts.

“Use ten years of power, add it to Mad Saber Nine Slashes!”

Since he decided not to break into the Acupoint Realm for now, he would first add to Mad Saber Nine Slashes.

Following his usual rule, he first added ten years of power.

The panel began to flicker:

[Deducting 10 years of power, adding Mad Saber Nine Slashes Martial Art]

[In one year of power, your Sword Intent had already reached Minor Achievement, and a True Qi Realm Saber Technique is simple for you. You mastered the technique into Entry Level within a day and reached Minor Achievement in three days, able to cut three saber shadows with one swing of the blade.]

[In seven days, you mastered Mad Saber Nine Slashes until Expertise, able to make five slashes with one swing.]

This is a bit careless!

It seemed that with his current Sword Dao level, Mad Saber Nine Slashes would not require a year of power to reach Perfection.

However, it wouldn’t be wasted. Saber techniques, at this point, are used to nourish his Sword Intent, which is fundamental.

His purpose was not to learn a specific Saber Technique but to grow his Sword Intent through new Saber Techniques.

[Half a month, Mad Saber Nine Slashes reached Great Success]

[In one month, your Mad Saber Nine Slashes reached Perfection, able to cut nine saber shadows with one stroke, sweeping all before you.]

[In two years of power, you continue to refine Mad Saber Nine Slashes, honing your Sword Intent through it.]

[In five years of power, your Sword Intent progressed, able to make twelve saber shadows with one swing of the blade.]

[In ten years of power, your Sword Intent refined, able to make eighteen saber shadows with one swing of the blade.]

[Mad Saber Nine Slashes (Perfection)]

[Current Power Level: 872 years]

Initially, at the Perfection Realm, Mad Saber Nine Slashes could produce nine saber shadows with one stroke, each shadow capable of a deadly attack, making it a strong saber technique.

But now, with the addition of power, it could make eighteen saber shadows with one stroke, increasing its might to a higher level.

Of course, most importantly, he felt progress in his own Sword Intent, which was the most crucial.

In his mind, countless saber shadows unified, finally forming an indestructible Sword Intent.

“Let’s leave it at that!”

After a day without sleep, Wei Fan felt exhaustion and began to close his eyes to sleep.

When he reopened them, it was already daylight outside.

He got up, washed, and changed into a sturdy outfit before going out for breakfast.

“Three large meat buns!”

He was leaving for Su City without knowing when he would return. He had frequented this bun shop for a long time.

“Oh? Master Wei, you’re not wearing the Arrest Officer uniform today. Are you not going on duty?”

The shopkeeper of the bun shop was surprised to see Wei Fan not in his familiar Arrest Officer attire.

“No, I won’t be going from now on!”

Leaving behind the money for the buns, Wei Fan turned away, leaving the shopkeeper dumbfounded. Even with customers coming in, the shopkeeper didn’t react.

After eating, Wei Fan went back home to pack the things he needed to take to Su City.

There wasn’t much, just two changes of clothes and some silver notes and broken silver. Everything else was unnecessary.

As he packed his things, Ning Xuan’s voice came from outside: “Brother Wei, it’s time to set off.”

When he opened the door, he saw Ning Xuan with four people restraining five horses outside, all looking quite excited.

The five horses were all white, with streamlined bodies, vibrant momentum, and bright eyes—clearly good horses, and one was obviously prepared for him.

However, Wei Fan’s attention was not on the horses but on the extra person, Hu Qing.

She had also taken off her governmental officer attire and changed into a sturdy outfit, looking heroic and valiant.

If not for her familiar face, Wei Fan might not have recognized her, for it was the first time he’d seen Hu Qing not wearing governmental officer attire.

“Chief Wei, we came to see you off!”

As Wei Fan took his horse from Ning Xuan’s hand and was about to leave, a loud shout came from the other side of the street.

Wei Fan turned to look and saw the crowd surging forward.

The crowd included constables from the Government Office, the owner and proprietress of the bun shop, the staff and shopkeeper of the restaurant he frequented, Zhang Caiwei’s cousin, his brother-in-law, and sister, and many passersby he often saw while patrolling…

The growing crowd filled the entire street.

This scene was somewhat overwhelming, causing Ning Xuan, Hu Qing, and others to feel a tremor in their hearts.

Although the crowd did not speak much, the warmth and reluctance were fervently burning like wildfire, transmitting to everyone.

“Folks, go back!”

Wei Fan waved his hand, feeling a ripple in his heart.

No one went back; everyone followed Wei Fan until they reached the exit of Yun City, where people from all directions came upon hearing the news.

“Farewell, Chief Wei!”

“May you rise step by step!”

“Yun City will always remember your virtues!”

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As they stepped out of the city gate, thunderous shouts began to echo from behind.

“Let’s go!”

After one last look at Yun City, Wei Fan mounted his horse and galloped away.

Ning Xuan rode close to Su Xuerong: “It feels like we’ve done something bad by taking him away from Yun City!”

Su Xuerong nodded lightly: “But the outside world is more suitable for him. There are many more people in the world who need his protection, not just Yun City.”

The Reception Envoy also came forward on horseback: “I have been a Reception Envoy all my life and have inducted countless people into the Demon Suppression Bureau. This is the first time I’ve seen such a grand farewell from the entire city. It truly is unforgettable for a lifetime.”

They galloped for over a dozen miles, and only then did Wei Fan’s emotions calm down. He turned and shouted to Ning Xuan and the others: “Why are you guys dawdling? Ride faster!”

Hu Qing smiled and said, “We let you go first. Your horse wasn’t selected; it won’t match ours. If you don’t believe it, let’s compete, and I guarantee you won’t see our backs. Hiya…”

She swung her whip and quickly caught up with Wei Fan, even surpassing him.

Ning Xuan and the other three quickly lined up with him.

Wei Fan’s face turned slightly dark, as indeed his horse wasn’t as fast as Hu Qing’s.

“The road ahead isn’t quiet. Xuerong, you catch up with Hu Qing and watch her; don’t separate too far.”

Seeing Hu Qing running further and further away, the Reception Envoy told Su Xuerong to catch up with her.

“Does Hu Qing’s cultivation make her eligible to enter the Demon Suppression Bureau?”

Wei Fan asked his deep-seated question.

He had always thought Hu Qing couldn’t temporarily enter the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Initially, he wanted to ask earlier, but his mind was disturbed by those who came to see him off, so he temporarily forgot.

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