Chapter 45 The Marquis Arrives
Chapter 45 The Marquis Arrives
"These people are quite formidable. I deliberately erased all traces, yet they still managed to track me here." Ning Xiaochuan sighed inwardly.
Tianchenzi was a key figure of the Dark Emperor City and currently hiding within Haitang Manor. If they were to find him here, everyone in the manor would lose their heads—even the Jian Pavilion Marquis House might be implicated. In the eyes of the imperial court, the threat posed by the Dark Emperor City was no less than that of the Blood Devouring Demon Sect.
Ning Xiaochuan’s expression remained unreadable, his composure unshaken as he sneered, "So what if you’re from the Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Battalion? Do you even know where you are? This is the estate of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House. And do you know who I am? I am the direct grandson of the Jian Pavilion Marquis!"
"You claim an imperial fugitive is hiding in Haitang Manor—where’s your proof? Without evidence, you dare surround the manor with troops? Have you no regard for the Jian Pavilion Marquis House? No respect for its reputation? The Jian Pavilion Marquis House has never feared provocation, and those who’ve dared challenge it in the past have rarely met a good end."
Ji Hanxing was taken aback. This young master, devoid of any cultivation, remained utterly composed under the pressure of her formidable Martial Arts Profound Qi—even boldly reprimanding her! Not even battle-hardened military experts would dare such defiance.
She had assumed Haitang Manor was merely an unused property of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House, never expecting its master to be of such high status. The direct grandson of the Jian Pavilion Marquis—this was a true scion of nobility. If the Marquis’s own grandson had rescued Tianchenzi, the matter had just grown far more complicated, potentially implicating an entire hereditary marquisate.
Had anyone else been leading the operation, Ning Xiaochuan’s words might have sent them retreating in fear. But Ji Hanxing was not one to back down from trouble.
Her eyes blazed with profound light, her aura more imposing than even a Dragon Elephant. A chilling killing intent flickered in her phoenix-like gaze as she seized Ning Xiaochuan by the collar, lifting him off the ground. "The Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Battalion answers to no one—not even a marquis’s estate, let alone some insignificant manor. Noble-born brats? I’ve met plenty, and even killed a few. Do you really think you can intimidate me?" She turned to her troops. "All of you, move in and search the place!"
"Who dares?!" Ning Xiaochuan roared. "Opposing the Jian Pavilion Marquis House—are you prepared to face the consequences?"
The soldiers froze at his words.
This was no joke. The Jian Pavilion Marquis House had stood unshaken for over 800 years, its influence vast and its reach extending deep into the military. It was no ordinary noble household.
To offend the Marquis’s direct grandson meant certain doom for anyone who dared step foot into Haitang Manor today. Even this Dragon Elephant Divine Martial officer would find no favor in challenging such a colossal power.
Ji Hanxing shot a cold glance at her hesitant troops, frustration mingling with understanding. While she feared no one, these common soldiers held the Jian Pavilion Marquis House in deep reverence—who among them would dare defy a marquisate?
"Put me down!" Ning Xiaochuan stared coldly into Ji Hanxing's eyes.
Ji Hanxing's armored hand still gripped Ning Xiaochuan's chest, lifting him off the ground.
A single hand, wielding the strength of tens of thousands of kilograms. Lifting Ning Xiaochuan was effortless—she could have lifted ten of him with ease.
Ji Hanxing sneered, "A direct descendant of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House, yet you haven’t cultivated even a trace of Martial Arts Profound Qi. No wonder you’ve been exiled to this remote manor!"
Still, she released her grip and set Ning Xiaochuan back on the ground.
"What’s so impressive about cultivation? Just a brute with slightly more strength, especially a rough woman like you. Who would dare marry you in the future?" Ning Xiaochuan retorted.
"Rough? Who are you calling rough?"
Ji Hanxing had always had a short temper, but this was the first time someone had dared insult her so brazenly.
Martial Arts Profound Qi surged violently within her, forming a massive vortex that unleashed a bone-chilling cold.
"Whoosh—"
The ground within a ten-meter radius was instantly covered in a layer of ice crystals.
Even the saliva in Ning Xiaochuan’s mouth froze into icy shards, which he spat out, his face still devoid of fear.
"Of course I’m talking about you. Grabbing a man’s chest without hesitation—isn’t that rough? Utterly uncultured, lacking manners and decency. If I grabbed your chest, you’d probably be throwing a fit by now." Ning Xiaochuan rubbed his sore chest, his expression full of displeasure.
Rough!
Uncultured!
No woman could tolerate such an insult.
Ji Hanxing clenched her fists, her snow-white teeth grinding together. The thick, bowl-sized spear in her hand erupted with a blue Profound Radiance, making all the surrounding soldiers pale with fear.
"Whoosh—"
The Dragon Elephant Halberd Spear pressed directly against Ning Xiaochuan’s throat, its cold edge flickering as a murderous aura surged from her body.
"What? Angry now? Want to kill me? Go ahead! Try it! Lay a finger on me!" Ning Xiaochuan acted arrogantly, embodying the demeanor of a noble young master to perfection.
He had to intimidate her, to prevent her from setting foot inside Haitang Manor.
If he failed and she found Tianchenzi within the manor, Ning Xiaochuan would be doomed today.
He was certain Ji Hanxing wouldn’t actually kill him—that was why he dared provoke her so boldly.
Yet, beneath his bravado, Ning Xiaochuan was far from reckless. He was deeply wary of Ji Hanxing. Her cultivation is far too high. Even if I didn’t suppress my own strength, she could erase me in a single move.
Ji Hanxing stared into Ning Xiaochuan’s eyes, momentarily stunned. A youth without a shred of Martial Arts Profound Qi, yet he dared challenge her under her overwhelming martial pressure—and remained so composed. This wasn’t mere arrogance.
His mental fortitude likely surpassed that of many martial artists. If he could cultivate Martial Arts Profound Qi, he would undoubtedly become a formidable talent.
Is even a boy who can’t cultivate Martial Arts Profound Qi calmer than I am?
Ji Hanxing knew her formidable cultivation couldn't intimidate him. She retracted the Profound Qi within her body and withdrew the Dragon Elephant Halberd Spear, grinding her teeth in frustration. "Don't think just because you're the Jian Pavilion Marquis's grandson, I can't do anything to you. Once I obtain an order from the Cloud Marquis, not a single tile will remain standing here."
Ning Xiaochuan replied, "This is the territory of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House. Not even the Cloud Marquis's order—let alone his personal presence—will make a difference here."
No sooner had he spoken than the earth trembled.
"Boom!"
A massive carriage approached from the distance.
Pulled by six Dragon Elephants, the thick iron chains as wide as bowls stretched taut, clanking loudly. The carriage's momentum shook the ground, unleashing an overwhelming aura that pressed down like a tidal wave. Above, dark clouds rolled in, mirroring the oppressive force.
The immense pressure turned Ning Xiaochuan's face deathly pale.
"Roar!"
The Dragon Elephants bellowed, shaking the heavens.
"Salute!"
All the soldiers knelt in unison, chanting, "Hail to the Marquis!"
"Hail to the Marquis!"
"Hail to the Marquis!"
Three thousand soldiers roared, their voices shaking the earth.
Even the servants within Haitang Manor fell to their knees, unable to withstand the crushing presence of a noble. A marquis carried the majesty of the imperial court, his aura vast enough to suppress all rebels and troublemakers under heaven. Thus, when a marquis arrived, commoners within dozens of kilometers would kneel in reverence.
This was the might only a marquis could command!
Yet Ning Xiaochuan alone remained standing proudly before Haitang Manor's gates, refusing to kneel. The gale-force winds whipped his robes into a frenzy, hardening the youthful determination on his face.
The Cloud Marquis had truly come in person.
Ji Hanxing, clad in blue battle armor, her sapphire hair flowing, stood tall with her spear, exuding an icy chill. She bowed toward the grand carriage. "Hail to the Marquis!"
Her eyes flicked toward Ning Xiaochuan, searching for any trace of fear—but to her disappointment, he stood resolute, unflinching even as the Cloud Marquis arrived.
His audacity knew no bounds!
To refuse to kneel before a marquis!
A martial expert accompanying the Cloud Marquis's carriage, his hair braided and face bearded, clad in heavy black armor, glared at Ning Xiaochuan and bellowed with a voice like thunder, "Impudence! How dare you not kneel before the Cloud Marquis!"
This martial expert's cultivation was unfathomable. Having fought countless battles alongside the Cloud Marquis, his body radiated blood-soaked Profound Qi. He was one of the Cloud Marquis's Twelve Cloud Tiger Generals.
With a roar, he unleashed a shockwave of divine might, sending dust and stones flying. The sonic force morphed into a colossal golden bell, hurtling toward Ning Xiaochuan.
Ji Hanxing's expression shifted slightly. She sprang up from the ground, her speed ghostly, and landed before Ning Xiaochuan in an instant. Swinging her spear, she shattered the bell-shaped sonic wave.
"Boom!"
The spear clashed against the golden bell.
Ji Hanxing stood firm, unmoved.
The martial arts expert standing beside the carriage suddenly retreated three steps in succession, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground, cracking the mud and stones beneath.
The martial arts expert roared, "Ji Hanxing, what are you doing?"
Ji Hanxing retracted her spear and said coldly, "Luo Mufeng, can’t you see he doesn’t have any Martial Arts Profound Qi in his body? Your sonic wave would have killed him outright."
Luo Mufeng sneered, "Anyone who disrespects the Marquis deserves death."
Ji Hanxing replied, "But he is the Jian Pavilion Marquis’s own grandson."
Luo Mufeng’s expression shifted slightly, his gaze locking onto Ning Xiaochuan. He was genuinely startled—had Ji Hanxing not intervened, he might have committed a grave mistake.
"Since you saved my life, I’ll generously overlook your earlier rudeness of grabbing my chest. Consider our grudge settled," Ning Xiaochuan declared magnanimously.
Ji Hanxing gritted her teeth in fury. He still hadn’t forgotten about her grabbing his chest, and now he’d announced it in front of so many people. She could already imagine the news spreading through the Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Battalion, with countless people mocking her.
She almost regretted saving him. A man like this deserved to be torn to pieces.
"These people are quite formidable. I deliberately erased all traces, yet they still managed to track me here." Ning Xiaochuan sighed inwardly.
Tianchenzi was a key figure of the Dark Emperor City and currently hiding within Haitang Manor. If they were to find him here, everyone in the manor would lose their heads—even the Jian Pavilion Marquis House might be implicated. In the eyes of the imperial court, the threat posed by the Dark Emperor City was no less than that of the Blood Devouring Demon Sect.
Ning Xiaochuan’s expression remained unreadable, his composure unshaken as he sneered, "So what if you’re from the Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Battalion? Do you even know where you are? This is the estate of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House. And do you know who I am? I am the direct grandson of the Jian Pavilion Marquis!"
"You claim an imperial fugitive is hiding in Haitang Manor—where’s your proof? Without evidence, you dare surround the manor with troops? Have you no regard for the Jian Pavilion Marquis House? No respect for its reputation? The Jian Pavilion Marquis House has never feared provocation, and those who’ve dared challenge it in the past have rarely met a good end."
Ji Hanxing was taken aback. This young master, devoid of any cultivation, remained utterly composed under the pressure of her formidable Martial Arts Profound Qi—even boldly reprimanding her! Not even battle-hardened military experts would dare such defiance.
She had assumed Haitang Manor was merely an unused property of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House, never expecting its master to be of such high status. The direct grandson of the Jian Pavilion Marquis—this was a true scion of nobility. If the Marquis’s own grandson had rescued Tianchenzi, the matter had just grown far more complicated, potentially implicating an entire hereditary marquisate.
Had anyone else been leading the operation, Ning Xiaochuan’s words might have sent them retreating in fear. But Ji Hanxing was not one to back down from trouble.
Her eyes blazed with profound light, her aura more imposing than even a Dragon Elephant. A chilling killing intent flickered in her phoenix-like gaze as she seized Ning Xiaochuan by the collar, lifting him off the ground. "The Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Battalion answers to no one—not even a marquis’s estate, let alone some insignificant manor. Noble-born brats? I’ve met plenty, and even killed a few. Do you really think you can intimidate me?" She turned to her troops. "All of you, move in and search the place!"
"Who dares?!" Ning Xiaochuan roared. "Opposing the Jian Pavilion Marquis House—are you prepared to face the consequences?"
The soldiers froze at his words.
This was no joke. The Jian Pavilion Marquis House had stood unshaken for over 800 years, its influence vast and its reach extending deep into the military. It was no ordinary noble household.
To offend the Marquis’s direct grandson meant certain doom for anyone who dared step foot into Haitang Manor today. Even this Dragon Elephant Divine Martial officer would find no favor in challenging such a colossal power.
Ji Hanxing shot a cold glance at her hesitant troops, frustration mingling with understanding. While she feared no one, these common soldiers held the Jian Pavilion Marquis House in deep reverence—who among them would dare defy a marquisate?
"Put me down!" Ning Xiaochuan stared coldly into Ji Hanxing's eyes.
Ji Hanxing's armored hand still gripped Ning Xiaochuan's chest, lifting him off the ground.
A single hand, wielding the strength of tens of thousands of kilograms. Lifting Ning Xiaochuan was effortless—she could have lifted ten of him with ease.
Ji Hanxing sneered, "A direct descendant of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House, yet you haven’t cultivated even a trace of Martial Arts Profound Qi. No wonder you’ve been exiled to this remote manor!"
Still, she released her grip and set Ning Xiaochuan back on the ground.
"What’s so impressive about cultivation? Just a brute with slightly more strength, especially a rough woman like you. Who would dare marry you in the future?" Ning Xiaochuan retorted.
"Rough? Who are you calling rough?"
Ji Hanxing had always had a short temper, but this was the first time someone had dared insult her so brazenly.
Martial Arts Profound Qi surged violently within her, forming a massive vortex that unleashed a bone-chilling cold.
"Whoosh—"
The ground within a ten-meter radius was instantly covered in a layer of ice crystals.
Even the saliva in Ning Xiaochuan’s mouth froze into icy shards, which he spat out, his face still devoid of fear.
"Of course I’m talking about you. Grabbing a man’s chest without hesitation—isn’t that rough? Utterly uncultured, lacking manners and decency. If I grabbed your chest, you’d probably be throwing a fit by now." Ning Xiaochuan rubbed his sore chest, his expression full of displeasure.
Rough!
Uncultured!
No woman could tolerate such an insult.
Ji Hanxing clenched her fists, her snow-white teeth grinding together. The thick, bowl-sized spear in her hand erupted with a blue Profound Radiance, making all the surrounding soldiers pale with fear.
"Whoosh—"
The Dragon Elephant Halberd Spear pressed directly against Ning Xiaochuan’s throat, its cold edge flickering as a murderous aura surged from her body.
"What? Angry now? Want to kill me? Go ahead! Try it! Lay a finger on me!" Ning Xiaochuan acted arrogantly, embodying the demeanor of a noble young master to perfection.
He had to intimidate her, to prevent her from setting foot inside Haitang Manor.
If he failed and she found Tianchenzi within the manor, Ning Xiaochuan would be doomed today.
He was certain Ji Hanxing wouldn’t actually kill him—that was why he dared provoke her so boldly.
Yet, beneath his bravado, Ning Xiaochuan was far from reckless. He was deeply wary of Ji Hanxing. Her cultivation is far too high. Even if I didn’t suppress my own strength, she could erase me in a single move.
Ji Hanxing stared into Ning Xiaochuan’s eyes, momentarily stunned. A youth without a shred of Martial Arts Profound Qi, yet he dared challenge her under her overwhelming martial pressure—and remained so composed. This wasn’t mere arrogance.
His mental fortitude likely surpassed that of many martial artists. If he could cultivate Martial Arts Profound Qi, he would undoubtedly become a formidable talent.
Is even a boy who can’t cultivate Martial Arts Profound Qi calmer than I am?
Ji Hanxing knew her formidable cultivation couldn't intimidate him. She retracted the Profound Qi within her body and withdrew the Dragon Elephant Halberd Spear, grinding her teeth in frustration. "Don't think just because you're the Jian Pavilion Marquis's grandson, I can't do anything to you. Once I obtain an order from the Cloud Marquis, not a single tile will remain standing here."
Ning Xiaochuan replied, "This is the territory of the Jian Pavilion Marquis House. Not even the Cloud Marquis's order—let alone his personal presence—will make a difference here."
No sooner had he spoken than the earth trembled.
"Boom!"
A massive carriage approached from the distance.
Pulled by six Dragon Elephants, the thick iron chains as wide as bowls stretched taut, clanking loudly. The carriage's momentum shook the ground, unleashing an overwhelming aura that pressed down like a tidal wave. Above, dark clouds rolled in, mirroring the oppressive force.
The immense pressure turned Ning Xiaochuan's face deathly pale.
"Roar!"
The Dragon Elephants bellowed, shaking the heavens.
"Salute!"
All the soldiers knelt in unison, chanting, "Hail to the Marquis!"
"Hail to the Marquis!"
"Hail to the Marquis!"
Three thousand soldiers roared, their voices shaking the earth.
Even the servants within Haitang Manor fell to their knees, unable to withstand the crushing presence of a noble. A marquis carried the majesty of the imperial court, his aura vast enough to suppress all rebels and troublemakers under heaven. Thus, when a marquis arrived, commoners within dozens of kilometers would kneel in reverence.
This was the might only a marquis could command!
Yet Ning Xiaochuan alone remained standing proudly before Haitang Manor's gates, refusing to kneel. The gale-force winds whipped his robes into a frenzy, hardening the youthful determination on his face.
The Cloud Marquis had truly come in person.
Ji Hanxing, clad in blue battle armor, her sapphire hair flowing, stood tall with her spear, exuding an icy chill. She bowed toward the grand carriage. "Hail to the Marquis!"
Her eyes flicked toward Ning Xiaochuan, searching for any trace of fear—but to her disappointment, he stood resolute, unflinching even as the Cloud Marquis arrived.
His audacity knew no bounds!
To refuse to kneel before a marquis!
A martial expert accompanying the Cloud Marquis's carriage, his hair braided and face bearded, clad in heavy black armor, glared at Ning Xiaochuan and bellowed with a voice like thunder, "Impudence! How dare you not kneel before the Cloud Marquis!"
This martial expert's cultivation was unfathomable. Having fought countless battles alongside the Cloud Marquis, his body radiated blood-soaked Profound Qi. He was one of the Cloud Marquis's Twelve Cloud Tiger Generals.
With a roar, he unleashed a shockwave of divine might, sending dust and stones flying. The sonic force morphed into a colossal golden bell, hurtling toward Ning Xiaochuan.
Ji Hanxing's expression shifted slightly. She sprang up from the ground, her speed ghostly, and landed before Ning Xiaochuan in an instant. Swinging her spear, she shattered the bell-shaped sonic wave.
"Boom!"
The spear clashed against the golden bell.
Ji Hanxing stood firm, unmoved.
The martial arts expert standing beside the carriage suddenly retreated three steps in succession, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground, cracking the mud and stones beneath.
The martial arts expert roared, "Ji Hanxing, what are you doing?"
Ji Hanxing retracted her spear and said coldly, "Luo Mufeng, can’t you see he doesn’t have any Martial Arts Profound Qi in his body? Your sonic wave would have killed him outright."
Luo Mufeng sneered, "Anyone who disrespects the Marquis deserves death."
Ji Hanxing replied, "But he is the Jian Pavilion Marquis’s own grandson."
Luo Mufeng’s expression shifted slightly, his gaze locking onto Ning Xiaochuan. He was genuinely startled—had Ji Hanxing not intervened, he might have committed a grave mistake.
"Since you saved my life, I’ll generously overlook your earlier rudeness of grabbing my chest. Consider our grudge settled," Ning Xiaochuan declared magnanimously.
Ji Hanxing gritted her teeth in fury. He still hadn’t forgotten about her grabbing his chest, and now he’d announced it in front of so many people. She could already imagine the news spreading through the Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Battalion, with countless people mocking her.
She almost regretted saving him. A man like this deserved to be torn to pieces.
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