Quick Wear: Saving Three Thousand Matches

The next day.

In the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord was entertaining Jin Jiusi and Mu Si with a smile on his face.

There were exquisite snacks on the table, and the aroma of tea was rising in the air, but Jin Jiusi and Mu Si did not pay much attention to the elegance before them.

Just then, the butler ran over in a panic, his steps were so hurried that he almost stumbled.

He hurriedly leaned close to the city lord's ear, lowered his voice, and whispered a few words mysteriously.

The city lord, who had been smiling, suddenly changed his expression and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. However, he was a man who had seen the world after all, so he quickly pretended to be calm and his face returned to its calm expression.

He cupped his hands slightly and said earnestly, "My two fellow Taoists, please enjoy this excellent tea first. I have some important matters to attend to, so I hope you will forgive me."

After saying this, without waiting for Jin Jiusi and Mu Si to respond, he hurriedly turned around and left with the housekeeper in a somewhat anxious manner.

Seeing this, Jin Jiusi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic sneer.

She turned to look at Mu Si, her eyes full of interest, and said, "Let's go and take a look."

Mu Si nodded slightly, and the two of them understood each other's minds and immediately performed the art of hiding.

Their figures gradually became transparent, as if blending into the surrounding air, and followed the city lord silently.

The two followed carefully all the way, and soon arrived at the front yard of the City Lord's Mansion.

They were shocked by the scene before them. The originally clean and tidy front yard was now in a mess.

The flowers and plants on the ground were trampled into a mess, and the stone tables and benches were tilted to one side or the other, as if they had just experienced a fierce battle.

Looking at those guards who were in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, they all looked in a miserable state.

Their clothes were tattered, covered in dust and blood. Some of them even threw their weapons aside. They were crawling on the ground, gasping for breath, with fear and unwillingness on their faces.

And in the center of this chaos stood a young man in a silver-white robe.

This person is Qin Wucang, the leader of the genius battle.

He stood tall and straight, and the blood-stained sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, which was particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

Surprisingly, there was not a single bit of disorder on his body, his robe fluttered gently in the wind, and his hair was neatly tied behind his head.

It was as if he had just been taking a leisurely stroll, rather than engaging in a fierce battle with these guards.

His eyes were cold and sharp as he quietly scanned everything around him. He exuded a powerful aura that made people afraid to approach him easily.

"City Lord, he, he is Qin Wucang!" The butler's tone sounded a little guilty and frightened.

Upon hearing this, the City Lord looked at Qin Wucang, who was standing in the middle of the courtyard, with a cold gaze, "Hmph, even if you are the top genius of this competition, don't act wildly in my City Lord's Mansion."

After he finished speaking, his aura rose.

The terrifying pressure from the late Jindan stage came all at once, crushing Qin Wucang.

Qin Wucang waved his sword to resist and actually blocked the pressure.

But this was the pressure from the late Jindan stage after all. Half a minute later, a thin layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead.

Upon seeing this, the city lord immediately increased his pressure, forcing Qin Wucang to kneel on one knee with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"You old bastard, how dare you!" Qin Wucang roared fiercely.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand emitted a faint white light, dissolving a lot of the pressure.

Jin Jiusi, who was eating melons in the distance, said in surprise: "That sword is quite interesting."

"Sister, do you like that sword?" Mu Si suddenly leaned close to her ear and asked softly.

The warm breath made Jin Jiusi a little dazed. She blinked and said, "Not even close."

Kong Kong suddenly spoke up: "Master, any single item in this space is a million times better than the one in his hand."

Jin Jiusi nodded with satisfaction. She took out a dark red sword from the space and handed it to Mu Si.

Kong Kong: Master, please don't spoil me too much! This is an ancient divine sword that can rival the laws of nature! You just gave it away like that!

"If you want one, I'll give it to you. That one is not good."

Jin Jiusi handed the sword to Mu Si and looked at the sword in Qin Wucang's hand not far away.

In Qin Wucang's sword, there is a sword spirit nurtured by a trace of the power of heaven.

Tsk, since Heaven is cheating, don’t blame me for being an inhuman.

I saw a light purple spiritual power flying towards the city lord, and the next moment the sword in Qin Wucang's hand trembled.

There was only a click, and Qin Wucang fell directly to the ground.

Two of his ribs were broken.

Kong Kong hurriedly said: [Master, if the Heavenly Dao finds out that you are bullying Qin Wucang, it will be a disaster.]

"So what? I only cast the spell on the city lord. Qin Wucang couldn't withstand the pressure from the city lord, and it has nothing to do with me." She said nonchalantly.

Kong Kong: You know how to find loopholes.

Mu Si held the sword in his hand with eyes full of love, looked up at Jin Jiusi and said happily: "Thank you, sister, I like it very much."

Seeing that he was happy, Jin Jiusi raised his hand and touched his head.

On the other side, the scene of Qin Wucang falling to the ground unexpectedly left everyone present dumbfounded.

The city lord withdrew his imposing aura and looked at his hands in shock, wondering: Is he about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage?

Qin Wucang had never expected that he, who was so famous at the time and had a treasure to protect him, would be knocked to the ground without any dignity and unable to get up.

What a shame!

Just as everyone was shocked, Qin Wucang endured the severe pain and struggled to get up.

His eyes were filled with resentment and anger as he stared at the city lord. "What sinister means did you use?" he asked gritting his teeth.

The City Lord finally came to his senses and looked at Qin Wucang with a gloomy look, "Get out of the City Lord's Mansion. If you do it again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Huh? Have you ever been in love?" Qin Wucang asked weakly, covering his chest.

At this moment, Jin Jiusi's lips curled up into a playful smile, and he whispered to Mu Si, "Let's go meet this number one genius."

The two of them removed their hiding skills and slowly walked towards the city lord.

Jin Jiusi moved lightly with lotus steps and stood gracefully beside the city lord. She looked at Qin Wucang and said, "Is this the champion of the genius battle? Nothing special."

Only then did Qin Wucang realize that the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him was the one who had given him a stunning glimpse under the ring that day.

The city lord was delighted when he saw Jin Jiusi and Mu Si, and he quickly said respectfully, "My two fellow Taoists, please forgive me for making such a fool of myself."

Jin Jiusi looked at him with a half-smile, "Rumor has it that this number one genius is the city lord's own son who was abandoned many years ago. Is that true?"

Qin Wucang stared blankly at Jin Jiusi who suddenly appeared, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He didn't expect that she came for him.

Mu Si felt Qin Wucang's gaze, his eyes darkened, and he quickly blocked Jin Jiusi's figure.

Anyone who covets my sister must die!