Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

In the city center, Zheng Qian carried He Zuowen on his back and ran desperately. He saw a dark figure carrying Qin Xiu and speeding across the rooftops. Qin Xiu's eyes were red and swollen, and she shed crystal tears in the air.

"Brother Wu, Qin Xiu!" Zheng Qian shouted, leaping onto the roof to join the two.

"President, hurry and save Sister Duo'er! She's at Qixin Building, she's been... been... by Jia Shi, sob sob..."

Qin Xiu's words were like a bolt from the blue. Zheng Qian couldn't imagine what Yun Duo'er would go through, so he handed He Zuowen over to Wu Yuxiao.

"Send Lord He to the inn on West Fourth Street. When Jiang Siting returns, tell her to protect Lord He's safety. Leave the rest to me."

After Zheng Qian finished speaking, he sped off towards Qixin Building.

"Jia Shi, I'll make you wish you were dead."

From a distance, Zheng Qian saw Yun Duo'er being carried on the windowsill, with Jia Shi looking smug.

Upon hearing Zheng Qian's shout, Jia Shi's body jolted, and he limply fell out of Yun Duo'er's body.

With a gloomy face, Jia Shi, who hated Zheng Qian to the core, shouted at the martial arts masters inside Qixin Tower.

"Kill him, and you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold."

Zheng Qian's figure flashed across the street like lightning, heading straight for Qixin Building. His heart burned with rage, wishing he could tear Jia Shi to pieces immediately.

Inside Qixin Building, more than sixty martial arts masters, having received Jia Shi's orders, stood guard at the entrance and stairwell, weapons in hand, awaiting Zheng Qian's arrival. Zheng Qian, fearless, moved like the wind, instantly breaking through their defenses.

"Explosive Slash".

Zheng Qian's blood was boiling, and he started killing as soon as he reached the door.

The arrogant guard tried to resist, but was cleaved in two by Zheng Qian's sword.

"Get out of the way, or die!" Zheng Qian shouted coldly, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

The martial arts masters were intimidated by Zheng Qian's imposing aura, but they were all people who lived by the sword and risked their lives. Killing Zheng Qian would bring them a thousand taels of gold, so they frantically attacked him.

"You mere peak Bone Refining Realm cultivator dares to boast? Die!"

A mid-stage Blood Refining Realm expert leaped up, his spear whistling through the air as it slammed down towards Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian killed the Second Battalion of the Guards in the North District, and his strength broke through to more than 14,000 jin. His realm also reached the late stage of Bone Refining Realm, making his combat power even stronger.

Facing the whistling spear, Zheng Qian advanced instead of retreating, unleashing a heavy slash to meet the spear head-on.

"die."

bang...

With his heavy sword guarding his heart, Zheng Qian severed the spear and shattered his opponent with a single strike. His combat prowess instilled fear in the martial arts masters, who surrounded him, none daring to launch an attack prematurely.

The name of the God of Slaughter of the North Gate has spread throughout Yan City. They have all heard of him, but before seeing him, they scoffed and refused to believe it. Now, their confidence has wavered, and none of them can stand against Zheng Qian's power.

Looking around, Zheng Qian's eyes were bloodshot.

Today, Zheng Qian will not leave any of the people present with a complete corpse.

"All of you, get him! Kill him!" Jia Shi shouted frantically from the stairwell.

At this moment, he was terrified. Tie Jian had led 20,000 men to the North District to capture He Zuowen and Zheng Qian. Now that Zheng Qian had appeared at Qixin Building, he knew that Tie Jian had failed. The God of Slaughter from the North Gate had come to seek revenge on him. If Zheng Qian didn't die today, he would surely die a miserable death.

"very good."

Seeing that more than sixty martial arts masters had all gathered on the first floor, Zheng Qian said coldly, "You've all gathered together. Very good, so I won't have to hunt you down one by one. Die, all of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Qian unleashed boundless killing intent.

"The first strike of the Three-Stage Slash: Phantom Sky Rift."

Sword light flashed within Qixin Building, and the sounds of weapons parrying echoed continuously. Among the crowd were many experts in the mid-to-late stages of the Blood Refining Realm, who struggled to block the first strike.

Then, Zheng Qian's momentum continued to rise as he slashed at the even more crowded people.

"Second slash, Wind Blade Soul Severing."

Zheng Qian's momentum became even more fierce. His sword cut through the air, and his body swept through Qixin Tower, killing all the experts below the peak of the Blood Refining Realm, their bodies cut in two.

Another burly man with a black beard knelt on one knee, leaning on a large sword. He was attacked by both of Zheng Qian's swords, and he managed to defend himself with difficulty, relying on his peak Blood Refining Realm strength.

"Let me go, and I'll work for you." The big man was terrified and kept begging for mercy.

"I am at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm. I will be your henchman and guarantee that you will thrive in Yan City."

Zheng Qian sneered. Begging for mercy?

Useless.

"The third strike, the boundless天地无极 (Heaven and Earth Without Limits)."

The moment the heavy sword was swung, the heavens and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged. A dazzling sword light shot straight into the sky, as if to tear the heavens and earth apart. Under this boundless sword force, the peak Blood Refining Realm expert was instantly cleaved in two.

Rumble…

All the pillars on the first floor were cut down, and the wooden Qixin Building could no longer withstand the pressure and collapsed instantly, sending dust flying everywhere.

As the dust settled, Jia Shi, terrified, hid in a corner. He saw Zheng Qian slowly walking towards him with a sword in his hand, and his eyes showed fear.

"Zheng Qian, what do you want to do? My father is the former prime minister of the court, and his disciples are all over Wuyan Kingdom. I am also the fourth prince's most trusted confidant. Do you dare to touch me?" Jia Shi shouted, his voice stern but his heart filled with fear.

Zheng Qian kicked Jia Shi's spineless body, his voice icy cold, "Even if you are the emperor, you will die today."

"Ah, Zheng Qian, you'll die a horrible death, you'll get your retribution!" Jia Shi rolled on the ground in pain, cursing Zheng Qian incessantly.

Click...

Zheng Qian crushed Jia Shi's kneecaps with his feet, picked up the rope on the ground, and tied him up.

"What do you want to do? I am the chief strategist under the Fourth Prince. If you kill me, the Fourth Prince will not let you go."

Jia Shi tried to resist with his hands, but Zheng Qian snapped them off with two sharp cracks, crippling all four of his limbs.

"Let me tell you, I, Jia Shi, will haunt you even in death."

Click...

With another thud, Zheng Qian crushed Jia Shi's jaw, and Jia Shi fell silent instantly.

Zheng Qian walked to the window, lifted the wooden board, and saw Yun Duo'er, who was barely clothed. He took off his coat and wrapped it around her.

Yun Duo'er's eyes were lifeless, and tears streamed down her face. Zheng Qian felt a pang of pain in his heart. He gently picked up Yun Duo'er and felt her weak breathing and cold body temperature.

"Duo'er, hang in there, I'll take you back right away," Zheng Qian said gently, his voice trembling slightly.

There were many onlookers. The collapse of Qixin Tower, which represented the power of the Fourth Prince, was tantamount to a slap in the face to the Fourth Prince.

"Who is this guy? He actually dared to kidnap Lord Jia and even blew up Qixin Building. He's too audacious."

"Zheng Qian, the God of Slaughter at the North Gate and Honorary President of the Prosperous Era Chamber of Commerce, is quite famous in Yan City recently."

"Oh, is that the big shot who killed the Faith Gang? He's a good guy. The Faith Gang has done too many bad things."

"Good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years. If you offend the fourth prince, you'll be played to death sooner or later."

Ignoring the whispers, Zheng Qian carried Yun Duo'er through the crowd and headed towards the side rooms on West Fourth Street.

Behind him, Jia Shi was dragged along like a dead dog, leaving streaks of blood on the ground.

Yun Duo'er was one of the first people to follow him, and he had failed to protect her. He was heartbroken and unable to face Xu Shicai, the intelligent man he had always considered a confidant.

Therefore, Zheng Qian arrested Jia Shi, intending to hand him over to Xu Shicai and Yun Duo'er so they could vent their hatred. This was the only way Zheng Qian could make amends to the two of them.

Upon arriving at the wing room on West Fourth Street, Zheng Qian tossed the half-dead Jia Shi into a corner like a dead dog.

He Zuowen, Wu Yuxiao, and others were also in the side room.

He Zuowen only wanted to stay in the side room, so Wu Yuxiao and Qin Xiu had no choice but to come to the side room as well to wait for news. When they saw Yun Duo'er's condition, they all showed worried expressions.

Some of the experts from Dongcheng District also escaped back, bringing news of Feng Baqiang's death in battle and Zhang Tiezhu's capture.

During the exhibition, the guards suffered heavy casualties, and almost all the business tycoons were captured.

"President, what should we do? Sister Duo'er..." Qin Xiu said, choking back tears.

"Take her to take a shower first, find her a clean set of clothes to change into, and keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn't do anything foolish."

Zheng Qian took a deep breath, raised his head, and his eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light.

"I will make the guards pay for their crimes in blood."