Chapter 13 Yipin Pavilion
The county magistrate had cold sweat on his forehead, his Adam's apple rolled, and his face was full of shock and anxiety.

A martial artist who has entered the highest rank is a martial arts master recognized by the imperial court. He is protected by the law and cannot be easily interrogated by ordinary officials.

And today he actually interrogated an entry-level warrior without knowing it.

If this matter were to become known, his official position would not be lost, but he would inevitably be punished by his superiors.

What made him even more headache was that Chu Ning was targeting the Wang family, and the Wang family was exactly the force he dared not provoke.

As the county magistrate, he knew clearly that the Wang family was not only wealthy, but also had many experts in the family.

Among them, the third elder of the Wang family who had just entered the eighth rank, Wang Chongshan, was someone he didn't dare to offend directly.

Caught in a dilemma, the county magistrate took a deep breath, and the panic on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a warm smile.

"Deacon Chu, I didn't know your identity just now. Please forgive me if I have offended you."

He slowly stood up, his attitude much more respectful. "I will investigate this case thoroughly. Once the truth is revealed, I will give you an explanation. Please return to the martial arts hall tonight and rest."

Chu Ning looked indifferent. He had never expected the government to take action against the Wang family immediately. Although his words were perfunctory, at least he would not defend the Wang family on the spot.

"Okay." He nodded, turned around and left without being humble or arrogant.

The night breeze was cool as Chu Ning walked out of the county government office.

However, just after stepping out of the door, a familiar figure suddenly walked out slowly from the shadows.

"Chun Ning."

Li Jing'an stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, with a look of scrutinizing prey.

Chu Ning stopped and looked at him, his tone calm: "What?"

Li Jing'an stared at him for a moment, the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Would you like to follow me into the constable camp? I will personally teach you martial arts."

Chu Ning frowned slightly and was about to refuse, but he heard Li Jing'an say calmly: "Although the Thunder Blade Technique you practiced is powerful, your sword intent is impetuous and you have not yet fully mastered the power of thunder."

Chu Ning's pupils shrank slightly and he became alert instantly.

He looked at Li Jing'an in surprise. The other party only had a few face-to-face conversations with him, but he was able to directly tell him the name of the martial arts he was practicing, and even pointed out the flaws in his practice.

Li Jing'an ignored Chu Ning's shock and continued slowly, "Your physical strength... Tsk, you've dabbled in body training. It seems you're not just practicing swordsmanship."

"And your archery skills. Your arrows never miss their target, and your wrist strength is as steady as a rock. You must have deliberately trained with a strong bow, and your bow force can reach more than two stones."

Chu Ning's heart was in turmoil. He knew very well that his abilities did not come from a single system, but were advanced from the Hunyuan Divine Order. Although he had been constantly honing and adjusting them in actual combat, he still had not grasped the true key points of many details.

But Li Jing'an could analyze him so accurately and thoroughly with just one glance.

Such a person could never be just an ordinary constable!
Chu Ning took a deep breath, regained his composure, and slowly said, "Thank you for your kindness. I have already joined the Benlei Martial Arts School and no longer need to become your disciple."

Li Jing'an raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Martial arts school?" He scoffed. "Local martial arts training centers, the martial arts they teach are just so-so."

He stepped forward, his eyes sharp as a knife, his voice low but filled with unquestionable majesty: "Go back and ask your master Lei Wanjun if I, Li Jingan, am worthy of guiding you."

After saying this, he said no more, turned around and disappeared into the night, as if he had never appeared.

……

It was already late at night when Chu Ning returned to the Benlei Martial Arts Hall. He entered the hall and headed straight to the backyard, where the lights were still on.

Lei Wanjun was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard with a pot of sake placed in front of his knees. He seemed to be lost in thought until Chu Ning's footsteps broke the silence of the night, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Those deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

"How was your training today?" Lei Wanjun asked in a steady tone, without asking any other questions. Instead, he asked casually as usual.

Chu Ning stood still, frowning slightly, and said, "Progress is still slow. I still can't truly master the power of thunder."

Lei Wanjun nodded slightly, his tone unchanged: "Why rush? To master the essentials of swordsmanship, diligent practice alone is not enough; you also need understanding."

Chu Ning was silent for a moment, then changed the subject: "Master, I want to ask you a question."

Lei Wanjun raised his eyes to look at him, and said calmly: "Who?"

"The county police chief, Li Jing'an."

The wine glass in Lei Wanjun's hand paused slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Li Jing'an?" He repeated in a low voice, then looked at Chu Ning thoughtfully with a deep gaze.

After a moment, he slowly spoke with a meaningful tone: "How do you know him?"

Chu Ning recalled Li Jing'an's accurate assessment of his martial arts and said slowly, "Today at the county government office, he saw through my swordsmanship, body movements, and archery skills, and even pointed out the flaws in them."

Lei Wanjun was silent for a moment, then said in surprise: "It really is him... He shouldn't belong here."

Chu Ning's eyes narrowed slightly as he pressed on, "Is he that powerful? Why is he a constable in the county government office? He's not even an entry-level warrior?"

Lei Wanjun chuckled and said meaningfully, "A truly powerful person often doesn't let others see their true strength. What ordinary people consider 'unqualified' may not actually be without cultivation."

Chu Ning's heart trembled slightly, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Lei Wanjun's eyes were far away as he slowly said, "Li Jing'an's true identity should be from the 'First-class Pavilion'."

Chu Ning frowned: "First-class Pavilion?"

Lei Wanjun shook his head slightly, his tone tinged with emotion. "It seems you don't know much about the forces in the martial arts world. Yipin Pavilion isn't a specific sect, but a vast organization spread across the land, responsible for maintaining the balance of power. Anyone who joins Yipin Pavilion is considered to be the best martial artist in the world."

Chu Ning's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but ask: "The best in the world? A first-class warrior?"

Lei Wanjun sighed softly, his eyes deep. "The terror of a first-grade warrior is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The so-called first-grade doesn't just refer to the depth of martial arts, it also means that they have reached the pinnacle of the mortal world. Unfortunately... even if they reach the first grade, they cannot truly achieve immortality."

Chu Ning was slightly startled: "Is it impossible to live forever?"

Lei Wanjun nodded, his voice low, "The only flaw of a first-grade warrior is that their lifespan is ultimately limited. After breaking through the first-grade realm, their lifespan does increase by several decades, but a few decades... for a true peak powerhouse, it's far from enough."

Chu Ning pondered for a moment and murmured, "It turns out that even the strong have their own troubles."

Lei Wanjun gently put down his wine glass and said slowly, "Li Jing'an, a hidden detective serving as a commander-level constable in the county government. He came to this county town, and he must have other motives."

Lei Wanjun's eyes fixed, and he asked in a deep voice, "How could such a powerful person have anything to do with you?"

Chu Ning said calmly, "I busted a Wang family's dismemberment den, and he happened to arrive with his detectives. Later, he invited me to join the detective team, saying he could teach me martial arts."

(End of this chapter)

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