Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Six doors, the main gate.

When Song Yang and Feng Fan reached the door, they subconsciously glanced back.

The solemn hall inspired awe, as if something inside was mockingly watching everything in Haicheng.

Feng Fan felt it was absurd; he actually felt an even more suffocating sense of oppression from Li Junsu than from Fang Dayi.

"The Ranking of People is well-deserved." Feng Fan shook his head and left.

He had met Jian Sheng's son once in the capital a few years ago, and the feeling Li Junsu gave him was exactly the same as that of He Mu back then.

Fang Dayi ultimately needed their help, so it was impossible for him to rely solely on force.

But Li Junsu was different; it was Li Junsu who needed his help.

Sometimes, when Fang Dayi, who is usually very amiable, comes knocking, I end up having to spend a lot of money.

Now, they come to the young man's door and obsequiously listen to his orders, their pockets overflowing with silver.

If you let Feng Fan choose, he wouldn't even blink and would choose the latter without hesitation.

They become businessmen to make money; as for face, how much is face worth?

Businessmen don't need to worry about saving face.

Song Yang glanced at the main hall, his mind starting to race.

Song Yang led the family heads away, but he was secretly plotting something.

......

next day

After Li Junsu made the decision, Feng Fan talked with Song Yang all night.

The next day, the entire city of Haicheng became lively.

When there's money to be made, they get up earlier than chickens and move faster than leopards.

......

The Six Doors, the Martial Arts Arena.

"Boss, it's so lively outside." Su An said, looking at Li Junsu who had stopped practicing his swordsmanship.

“That’s normal. Nobody does anything without a reason,” Li Junsu said, glancing at the sword at his waist.

"Boss, what's your strength now?" Su An asked Li Junsu curiously.

“Ordinary mountain-viewers can be killed.” Li Junsu said, thinking about the mountain he had seen.

After killing the elder of the Huaihai Gang, his mountain had begun to take shape and was no longer a vast expanse of white space.

The land was overgrown with weeds, and the night sky hung high.

Li Junsu was certain that the more people he killed, the faster his mountain would appear.

"Mountains of corpses and seas of blood? Not necessarily." A hint of arrogance flashed in Li Junsu's eyes as he murmured to himself.

At the same time, Li Junsu also developed a bit of curiosity about his grandfather.

He thought about Li Qingfeng's imposing presence. Even now, he still couldn't defeat Li Qingfeng, which meant that Li Qingfeng was also on the path of building mountains. But what kind of mountain was he building?

"Boss, practice with me." Su An interrupted Li Junsu's thoughts and shouted.

"Hey!" Su An finally spoke up, unable to contain himself any longer.

This guy Su An is taking a completely opposite path to me. I made my name in the world through the way of fighting, but this guy actually wants to take the route of calling in people.

The ghost in his hand began to transform after being nourished by the boy's yin energy.

He hadn't even realized that the soul-manipulation technique he created could be used in this way.

Using yin energy to nurture ghosts allows one to either allow ghosts to leave one's body to fight or allow them to possess one's body to fight.

This kid has a wild imagination, but Su An can't accept it.

Now, Su An plans to try to imitate Li Junsu and use him as a model for viewing mountains.

If possible, Su An could have the Ghost Hand possess him, and then conjure up a phantom of Li Junsu...

In Su An's plan, Guan Shan would first make a copy of the eldest brother, and then Wang Hai could continuously supply power to this entity.

In this way, a phantom of a master with unlimited internal energy would be unstoppable.

Su An was devastated after hearing this, because the nonsense this guy was spouting could actually come true.

He is a Martial Venerable, and his deductions lead him to the conclusion that... it is feasible.

"Why don't you copy my work?" Su An suggested as a second choice.

"No." Su refused without even thinking.

"Come here." Li Junsu's words interrupted Su An's thoughts, and Su An scratched his head.

"Boss, let's wait a few days," Su An sighed and said.

Su An breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed this guy wasn't so hopeless after all.

"Because my ghost hand is undergoing a transformation, I currently lack strength," Su An explained to himself before Li Junsu could answer.

Su An's blood pressure spiked immediately.

"As you said, Heavenly Rank cultivation techniques are complex and diverse, and combat skills... You must also improve them. Your life is your own." Upon hearing this, Li Junsu's face hardened as he looked at Su An and gave him his instructions.

"I understand, boss." Upon hearing this, Su An straightened up and replied, his heart skipping a beat.

What if the boss thinks he's unreliable?

It's time to practice hard.

"You are me, and I am you, right?" Su whispered to himself.

“Yes, so you need to have some composure.” Upon hearing this, Su An immediately nodded.

He didn't expect Su An to become some great power, he just hoped that Su An would embarrass him less.

The Chaotic Heart Ghost Emperor and the Restless Ghost Emperor are not dead yet, let's save them some face.

Su An himself didn't realize that his own unruly nature was beginning to show.

Without the chaos of war and the burden of destiny, Su An began to relax.

“Since what’s yours is mine, it’s okay if I give you the sword techniques, body-refining skills, and some movement techniques, right?” Su An said with a smirk.

He's going to unleash his own cultivation technique.

Su An became withdrawn; he didn't want to talk anymore. He had never seen anything like this before, as he felt he was being biased towards outsiders.

Su An planned to extract the two most lethal sects, Huangquan and Fengdu, from the cultivation techniques.

Returning to the Earth-level sword technique in his hand, the Yellow Springs Sword Technique is only a small part of the Yellow Springs School created by Su An himself.

This is the difference between heaven and earth.

Just like the Spring Equinox Knife Technique in Li Junsu's hands, it is only a small section of the twenty-four solar terms.

"Boss, I'm going to cultivate." Su thought to himself and immediately went to copy down the cultivation techniques.

He needs to carefully examine which techniques are suitable for Li Junsu.

It must be carefully selected; only the best is given to the boss, nothing less is acceptable.

"Wait a minute," Li Junsu said, watching Su An's retreating figure.

Su An turned to look at Li Junsu and saw a small porcelain bottle flying towards him.

"Cultivate diligently," Li Junsu instructed Su An as he caught the Lesser Rejuvenation Pill.

"Got it, boss." Su An shook the bottle and waved his hand.

That's why he trusts Li Junsu so much; Li Junsu will never forget them, no matter what he has to offer.

This care and concern has been accumulated little by little since Bianyun City.

If people in the martial arts world knew that they could obtain a Heaven-rank cultivation technique using a Lesser Rejuvenation Pill, they would be willing to give them not only Lesser Rejuvenation Pills but also Greater Rejuvenation Pills.

But Li Junsu started feeding Su An when Su An only had one ghost hand, and he has been feeding him ever since.

He and Tang Hong wanted to give back, but all they could do was work hard in their respective positions.

Now, he can unleash his full power, putting him a hundred years ahead of Tang Hong.

"I'll show off later," Su An thought smugly, holding the bottle.

Li Junsu was unaware of Su An's many inner monologues. At this moment, he lamented why there were so few mountain views in Lingnan.

If he kills a couple more, his mountain will become more visible.