Then I must avenge them.

Battleship?

Jiu Qian Sui was somewhat confused, he had never heard of this term before, but he had a general idea that it should be something very powerful, so he lowered his head and didn't dare say anything.

Chen Xia patted Jiu Qian Sui on the shoulder again and laughed.

"You guys just like to treat others as fools. I don't just cultivate my body, I also cultivate my mind. How could I be so easily fooled by your few words to go attack that immortal?"

Jiu Qian Sui let out an awkward laugh. His intentions had been seen through and he didn't know how to respond, so he was silent for a moment before saying,

"Actually, attacking that immortal while he is in closed door cultivation is indeed an excellent opportunity. As the saying goes, to take advantage of someone's illness to take their life!"

"I prefer a fair fight," Chen Xia replied, then shook his head again and said,

"Besides, he's not sick. If he really was sick, I'd take back what I just said."

"Hehe," Jiu Qian Sui let out an embarrassed laugh. He lowered his head without saying anything more.

From Chen Xia's words, it was clear that he had no intention of going to kill the other immortal.

So Jiu Qian Sui didn't dare advise him further, afraid of incurring Chen Xia's displeasure and getting punched to death.

Seeing Jiu Qian Sui lower his head and not speak, Chen Xia also shook his head, feeling it was meaningless. He turned and flashed away.

He was not afraid at all of the so-called other immortal in his heart.

What could happen even if he really came out of seclusion? At most, Chen Xia would first find a place to go into seclusion.

After a few hundred years he would come out and with one punch, snap that immortal's flying sword.

A gentleman bides his time for revenge, a few hundred years is not too late, a thousand years still early, ten thousand years still possible.

Thinking this, Chen Xia could not help but say the words that would influence his life thereafter.

"As long as I can outlast you all, I will be invincible."

It was indeed very reasonable.

He shook his hand and walked toward the outskirts of the imperial city, plunging into the mortal world.

Everywhere in the capital were statues of him.

It had to be said, they did not look alike at all.

Even if Chen Xia stood next to the statue, others might not recognize him.

But this made it convenient for him to travel around too. If people didn't recognize him, then no one would disturb him.

The top masters of the Patrol Bureau were disguised all around, extremely nervous as they watched their surroundings closely to ensure the National Teacher's satisfaction during his outing.

Chen Xia didn't have any feelings of satisfaction or dissatisfaction. He was just looking around. Actually the mortal world was all the same, the main difference was it had more of a mundane air which made it interesting.

Not far away, a vendor was hawkning candied fruit skewers, not ordinary candied fruits, but fruit varieties.

However, business was not too good, probably because the fruit was expensive, so the pricing was high too. As a result, ordinary commoners could not afford it, only some young ladies of prestigious families would buy them.

Chen Xia ambled over slowly and smiled as he asked,

"How much are your candied fruits?"

The vendor quickly replied, "Ten coins."

Chen Xia leaned against the wall and chatted casually with the vendor.

"Your price is a bit expensive. The fruits are all in season, the sugar coating isn't expensive either. Selling for eight coins would be more appropriate."

"But I'm talking about old prices from before, it may not apply now. You can price however you want."

The vendor saw Chen Xia was quite polite, and since business wasn't good anyway, he simply started chatting.

"You seem to know a thing or two, have you sold candied fruit skewers before?"

"No," Chen Xia shook his head and smiled back, "I used to be a patrol officer. I've confiscated candied fruit skewers before."

The smile on the vendor's face froze. He pointed at the candied fruit skewers and asked in confusion, "You want to confiscate these too?"

"Mm," Chen Xia nodded and explained, "Mainly because I was craving them. I would wait until he closed up shop, confiscate the skewers back, eat one or two, then return them the next day. If I wanted to eat them again I would confiscate them again."

"Hey, eating one candied fruit isn't a big deal, costing just a few coins, why not just buy them directly?"

"You don't understand," Chen Xia shook his head again, leaning against the wall corner, smiling as he continued,

"Because getting things for free feels really awesome."

The vendor was stunned for a moment, seeming to both understand yet not understand. He nodded hesitantly, "I see... that makes sense too."

The two were silent again for a while, out of things to say, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

The vendor let out an embarrassed laugh, and tried to find another topic, "Do you want a candied fruit or not? I'll give it to you for the price you suggested, eight coins each."

"No," Chen Xia gently shook his head again. "It doesn't taste the same if it's not gotten for free. And..."

He patted his pocket, "I don't have money."

"Hahaha," the vendor took it as Chen Xia joking around. "You really have a sense of humor."

"Thank you for the compliment," Chen Xia politely replied with a single word, then leaned against the wall again with no intention of leaving, silently lost in thought.

When people experience many things, they like to reminisce.

In fact there wasn't really anything to reminisce about either. Just feeling all sorts of emotions after thinking it over.

In short, bored out of one's mind.

But Chen Xia was precisely bored out of his mind.

"One candied fruit with pear please," came a gentle, lively voice nearby.

The vendor quickly responded, "Coming right up!"

He reached out and took down a huge candied fruit skewer wrapped around a pear, and handed it to the young lady before him.

Chen Xia looked up.

It was a charming young lady, wearing a light yellow skirt, with a jade hairpin in her hair. She had a sweet smile on as she chatted with her companion.

Very youthful.

But that was it.

Chen Xia had seen too many beauties in his decades of life. Just a charming young lady was nothing special to him.

That was what he thought.

But when he saw this young lady put the entire icy cold candied pear into her mouth in one go.

Chen Xia felt like asking for her contact information.

Mainly because she could fit so much in her mouth.

Fortunately, Chen Xia's self-restraint built up over decades was not cultivated in vain. He quickly steadied his emotions and suppressed this immature thought in his heart.

The tense Patrol Bureau masters observing all around were thrown into chaos at this moment, communicating nonstop.

"The National Teacher has looked at that young lady many times, could he...?"

"Who is this young lady, does anyone know?"

"She seems to be the daughter of a 7th rank civil officer."

"...

The Patrol Bureau masters racked their brains to guess Chen Xia's inner thoughts, exhausting themselves, yet not daring to act rashly for fear of displeasing Chen Xia.

"Miss, that person seems to be staring at you," said one companion.

"Hmm?" The charming young lady still had the candied pear in her mouth, mumbling indistinctly, "Who?"

"That gentleman over there," her maid said, gesturing for her mistress to quickly look.

And so the charming young miss also foolishly turned her head, her gaze happened to meet Chen Xia's directly.

Her face quickly flushed red, and she hurriedly turned her head again, pretending to tidy up her light yellow skirt.

"Looks like he really is staring at me. Could he be interested in me? Why does he keep watching, he should at least turn his head away a bit."

"He looks quite handsome, though I didn't get a clear look. Should I turn back again for another look?"

The charming young miss quickly slapped her own cheeks.

"No no, I must be modest, I can't turn back again."

These were the thoughts in the charming young miss's mind.

"She can fit so much in her mouth."

This was Chen Xia's inner thoughts.

The charming young miss quickened her pace, wanting to walk away faster.

Chen Xia also left the wall, preparing to leave.

By this logic, the intersection between these two should have already ended.

But thrilling plots always have many unexpected twists.

Right as Chen Xia had just walked away.

A piercing sound ripped through the air, trailing a fierce sonic boom.

An arrow shot fiercely toward Chen Xia's head!

The Patrol Bureau masters' expressions changed to shock, and they hurriedly moved to intercept this arrow.

But they were too slow.

Fortunately, the arrow stopped.

Caught single-handedly by Chen Xia.

Clapping sounded as an elderly man in his twilight years slowly walked out from the restaurant, praising,

"The mighty power of immortals is indeed extraordinary."

"You are?" Chen Xia asked in puzzlement.

The elderly man smiled and replied, "An overseas qi practitioner."

That explained it then.

Chen Xia nodded. "Here to avenge someone right? Your technique of hiding your qi is not bad, I didn't notice at all."

Mainly because he didn't expect there would still be people daring to assassinate him now.

The elderly man held his cane, still smiling easily as he casually replied, "Just two people, can't be considered vengeance. We just find it hard to accept, and wanted to settle accounts with the immortal."

After all, outside the border, Chen Xia had killed fifty-six overseas qi practitoners, leaving not a single one alive.

"Then I can only take two more lives," Chen Xia replied very calmly. At the same time he pinched the arrow in his hand into powder.

"This is the imperial capital," the old man said slowly, looking around. "This is downtown, with fifty thousand people living within a five thousand meter radius."

"When you killed us, did you consider the lives of these ten thousand people?"

Chen Xia scratched his head, truly a little troubled. He shook his head and said,

"I didn't expect you all to find out I'm a good person too. This is really not good."

The smile at the corner of the old man's mouth quirked up in satisfaction. He continued,

"We overseas qi practitoners cultivate mainly battleground mystic arts, seeking great power and wide scope. Even if I don't kill ten thousand later, killing two to three thousand will not be an issue."

"Can you bear to let these two to three thousand people die?"

The old man suddenly whipped his head around, pointing at the charming young lady in the light yellow skirt, and let out a cold laugh,

"As long as I unleash my arts, the first to die fastest will be this woman! Can you bear it?!"

Women can stir men's sympathy, beautiful women even more so.

The corners of the old man's mouth gradually twisted into a hideous grin. "I just need less than half a breath to unleash my arts! Do you think you can completely kill me within less than half a breath?!"

Chen Xia cooperatively shook his head. He really could not completely kill him, because even if his head was pierced through, the human body would still have a short burst of vitality and would not die instantly.

This was unavoidable, unless he directly crushed the old man into powder.

The old man let out a loud laugh. Seeing Chen Xia's contemplative look, his face was full of smugness. He placed his hands on his cane, baring his teeth and said,

"Then let's start negotiating terms properly."

"There's no other way," Chen Xia suddenly shook his head, looking very helpless as he said,

"I can only avenge these two to three thousand people, to comfort their spirits in heaven."

The old man's pupils instantly contracted as he demanded, "You want these two to three thousand people to die?"

"Limited capabilities, sorry," Chen Xia said very helplessly. At the same time he also straightened his attitude and explained,

"But I will definitely avenge them!"

"As the National Master of Great Song, how can you have such thoughts? You should do everything in your power to protect these talents!" the old man roared furiously.

"Have you been reading too many novels?" Chen Xia frowned, "If you want to kill people and I can't stop you, then I have no choice but to kill you."

"You can stop this, as long as you agree to..."

"No, I don't agree," Chen Xia interrupted the old man before he could finish, and said with a smile, "I have never compromised my life for others."

The old man clenched his cane tightly, gritting his teeth as he continued, "But you are the National Master of Great Song!"

"That's why I must avenge them," Chen Xia replied.

"For your own selfishness, you choose to kill two to three thousand commoners?!" The old man almost shouted, glaring at Chen Xia.

"No," Chen Xia shook his head, "It's not me who killed them, it's you. And I have something to say to you."

Chen Xia cleared his throat and prepared himself before speaking.

"For your own selfishness, you choose to kill all the Qi Practitioners?!"