Legend of Sword King

When Cheng Qing returned to the inn, he found that there was a disciple of Song Zheng who was already here.    

    

The reason was that the military merits department of Black Wind Ridge had been verified and distributed to Song Qianshu.    

    

There were also the magical equipment pills that Cheng Qing had taken from the wolfman. Aside from the portion that the An Tian Sect had picked up for their own use, they had all been sold to the Song Feudal Lord – such a large number of exquisite magical equipment pills, ordinary shops wouldn't be able to afford them.    

    

Moreover, the Wolf King's magic tools were extremely good in Xiliang City. Rather than selling it to a consortium like the Star Condensation Pavilion, it would be better to give it to Song Qianshu.    

    

Song Qianshu's men had already evaluated the entire batch of pills and pills, and needed Chen Qing to collect some spirit stones.    

    

When he followed this disciple of the Song Family to find Song Qianshu, Cheng Qing noticed something strange along the way.    

    

Actually, he had already noticed this abnormality from the time he came out of the pavilion: there were less cultivators on the streets, and most of them were in a hurry, as if they were chasing something.    

    

For the past two days, Cheng Qing had been staying with Yang Ruoxi and enjoying their world. But it seemed that in this short period of time, Zhen Yuan City had undergone some sort of change.    

    

When the Song Clan's disciples sensed Cheng Qing's doubt, they took the initiative to explain, "City Lord Sun has already sent out secret orders to all the major families and sects. The Cultivators of Zhen Yuan City will launch an all-out attack tomorrow in order to decide the situation in one fell swoop. Thus, all the powerful cultivators of Zhenyuan City have already entered the state of recuperation and recharging. "    

    

Cheng Qing was a little stunned. Sun Bo Li's arrangement was a bit too rushed, "There were only the Thousand Extreme Martial School and Sun family cultivators two days ago. The news of them secretly entering Zhenyuan City in batches, tomorrow the final battle will begin?"    

    

Song Zhen replied: This is also a surprise attack. As time passed, it will be hard to protect the news of the Thousand Void Sect and Sun family cultivators gathering in large numbers from the outside, so it should not be delayed. This time, Mayor Sun only sent out the news to the large families and sects that he was going to fight. He didn't call on the rogue cultivators in Zhen Yuan City to act together because he wanted to prevent the information from being leaked out. In order to avoid being detected by the wolves in time, we need to be on our guard. "    

    

This explanation made sense. However, Chen Qing thought about it and still felt that something was amiss. However, he didn't know what exactly was wrong.    

    

Song Zhenshu came to the inn in the morning, but Cheng Qing only returned in the afternoon. Song Qianshu was no longer at Song Zhenshu's mansion, but had gone to the magical equipment market to prepare some supplies for his team.    

    

When Cheng Qing found him, he was at Wang Erdan's Shop. Contrary to Cheng Qing's expectations, Song Qianshu seemed to recognize that old man, Wang Er, and was happily chatting with him on the counter.    

    

Actually, Song Qianshu's words were very pleasant. Wang Er was still sitting behind the counter with his reading glasses on. It was unknown whether or not he was listening to Song Qianshu's nonsense.    

    

The afternoon sun shone into the room, illuminating his thinning scalp.    

    

Cheng Qing was very curious. What kind of background did this Wang Er have? Not only was he able to sell weapons like Thousand Jin and Sagittarius, even Song Qianshu recognized him. Furthermore, how could he put on such a show in front of Song Qianshu?    

    

He looked at Song Qianshu who was chewing on a white radish while spitting out saliva. He seemed to be in high spirits and did not care about the other party's cold attitude — he did not care about his bulging belly either.    

    

When Cheng Qing entered, the old man who seemed to be engrossed in the ancient book and had no time to pay attention to Song Qianshu suddenly raised his head and looked at him. The sunlight flashed on his reading glasses. "Yo, esteemed guest is here?"