Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

At the foot of Malan Mountain, Bai Shao and Hua Zhong watched as the disciples of the Biqiang Sect chased after Zheng Qian. They remained seated on their horses, waiting for their disciples to return victorious.

Five minutes later, Hua Zhongzheng couldn't contain his impatience and complained about his brothers' low efficiency.

Ten minutes later, Hua Zhong was yawning, dismounted, found a place to lie down, and stared blankly at the sky.

Half an hour later, Bai Shao could no longer sit still. He dismounted and took off his cloak to cover Hua Zhongzheng.

Hua Zhongzheng stayed out at Lichunlou until late last night before returning home. Bai Shao had to lift him out of bed to wake him up this morning, otherwise Hua Zhongzheng would still be sleeping.

Even if your own child is a good-for-nothing, you still have to spoil them.

An hour later, Bai Shao's stomach was growling loudly.

These useless people took so long to chase after Zheng Qian, who was at the peak of the Skin Refining stage.

As for the pursuit of Zheng Qian failing, are you kidding me?

The forty-one disciples were the elite of the Jade Spear Sect. Five of them were at the peak of the Skin Refining stage, the same level as Zheng Qian, while the rest were all experts at the mid or late stages.

All forty-one people had studied battle formations. As long as three of them formed a formation, even a mid-stage Bone Refining expert like him would find it troublesome. Dealing with Zheng Qian would be a piece of cake.

This team can fight even against an army, let alone one Zheng Qian; even ten Zheng Qians wouldn't be enough to kill.

The bandit suppression was just a pretext; their real purpose was to head east to complete a secret mission they had been preparing for for three years. Malanshan was merely a place for them to rest and eat briefly, and they couldn't afford to linger there for too long.

As Bai Shao walked into the woods, he saw many holes pierced by the silver spears and trampled plants.

Everything seemed fine; it was a one-sided pursuit and hunt.

Following the trail, Bai Shao continued to venture deeper into Malanshan.

Malanshan is a mountain range where three counties meet, with hundreds of kilometers of deep forests. There are at least dozens or even hundreds of bandit families in the area, and even experienced hunters dare not venture deep into the territory.

Bai Shao was inexplicably irritated. Duan Chengyu was such a good-for-nothing; he had such difficulty even catching Zheng Qian. It seemed that his position as the senior brother would have to be changed.

"Hey, zombie face."

Suddenly a voice rang out from above, and Bai Shao looked up against the sunlight.

A person sat in a crevice between rocks, shrouded in shadow, so that it was difficult to see anyone in the crevice unless you looked closely. He called out uncertainly.

"Zheng Qian?"

Zheng Qian stood up and answered readily.

"Hey grandson, why are you calling me grandpa?"

Bai Shao's zombie-like face grew even more gloomy. He slowly took out his silver spear. Since his incompetent subordinates couldn't catch Zheng Qian, he had to take matters into his own hands.

"It is indeed surprising that you were able to escape the pursuit of my Jade Spear Sect disciples. You dare to come out and see me instead of hiding. You have a lot of courage."

"You mean those forty-one useless people? They're all dead."

Zheng Qian shook the book in his hand.

"This is the 'Jade Snow Spear' that we found on our senior brother."

"The Jade Snow Spear Manual?"

Bai Shao didn't believe it. He knew the combat strength of the forty-one men better than anyone. They were all elite talents he had trained for missions, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were his personal guard.

"how is this possible?"

Bai Shao whispered, but the Jade Snow Spear in Zheng Qian's hand could not be fake. They must have all been killed. Could it be that he has reinforcements?

In an instant, Bai Shao thought of many things. He thought of Qin Yong and the county magistrate.

Did they go back to Lvchang County?

Or perhaps they never left at all, looking for an opportunity to destroy our Jade Spear Sect?

Slowly retreating back the way he came, Bai Shao no longer wanted to kill Zheng Qian; he only wanted to escape.

None of the forty-one people escaped; if he were surrounded, he would have had no chance of escaping either.

"The Jade Snow Spear was created by Hua Sheng, the spear master, a hundred years ago. It is said that he used the spear to sweep snow for thirty-three years and finally created eighteen styles of spear techniques. After leaving the mountain, he was invincible throughout Wuyan Kingdom. Zombie face, which style of spear technique have you mastered?"

The novel "The Jade Snow Spear" begins by introducing Hua Sheng's experience in creating the spear technique. He honed his skills for thirty-three years and became invincible and famous throughout the world as soon as he emerged from seclusion. He can be described as a late bloomer.

The Jade Snow Spear in Zheng Qian's hands only has ten spear techniques. It is probably a cultivation resource given to disciples based on their contributions to the sect and their cultivation level. This is also a means for the sect to control its disciples.

Bai Shao didn't answer and continued to slowly back away.

"Jump down from the rock," Zheng Qian mocked.

"Zombie face, you're supposed to be in the mid-stage of Bone Refining Realm, why are you only thinking about running away? I, the head镖师, have no reinforcements, and you don't even dare to fight me, a peak-stage Skin Refining Realm cultivator?"

"Zheng Qian, you dare to say you killed forty-one disciples of my Jade Spear Sect? They have the strength to fight an entire army."

Bai Shao's eyes were cold. He wished he could kill Zheng Qian with a single shot, but he dared not gamble, fearing he would be surrounded.

run.

There can be no hesitation, run.

"Haha, zombie face, didn't you want two thousand taels of protection money? Why are you running away now?"

Zheng Qian laughed loudly, took out two short swords, and chased after them.

The Split Sword is a two-handed sword, a short sword.

"Dazzling Sword" is a heavy sword.

The increase in strength also led to an overall improvement. Zheng Qian's speed was much faster than Bai Shao's. After running only 300 meters, Zheng Qian quickly caught up with him, and at this time the two were only 10 meters apart.

"The fleeting beauty of youth is swiftly shattered."

With a loud roar, Zheng Qian threw the short sword in his hand at Bai Shao's back.

Swift Split of Beauty is the third move of "Transformation Sword". It involves throwing a short sword to seize the initiative, quickly closing in and then thrusting repeatedly, focusing on fast attacks to gain the upper hand.

The short sword spun rapidly in the air, making a whooshing sound.

Ding.

Turning around and drawing his gun, Bai Shao smashed the short sword away and had to stop as well.

Zheng Qian caught the short sword that had been thrown back at him and stopped.

"Zombie face, are you a reincarnation of a coward? You run so slowly, and you probably haven't even mastered the Eighteen Styles of Spear Technique yet. You're being chased and beaten by someone who's only at the Skin Refining Realm. You really are the vice sect leader of the Incompetent Sect."

Bai Shao slowly spun the silver spear. Zheng Qian's speed did surprise him, but he still didn't take Zheng Qian seriously.

If Zheng Qian had reinforcements, he wouldn't have sent someone at the Skin Refining Realm to fight him, a Bone Refining Realm cultivator, one-on-one; it would have been tantamount to suicide.

There is only one possibility: Zheng Qian has no reinforcements.

Having figured out the key point, Bai Shao regained his arrogant attitude.

"Zheng Qian, you've been quite the show-off lately, but alas, you're going to die today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Shao's eyes flashed with killing intent, and he launched the first attack.

"Snowy Mang".

The silvery-white spear tip spun rapidly, as if scattering a burst of snowflakes towards Zheng Qian, obscuring its exact location.

Zheng Qian's pupils contracted, but he was not afraid of Bai Shao's attack and met it with both hands holding short swords.

Ding……

The short sword clashed with the silver spear, producing a series of sparks and sounds. Neither of them gave an inch, and they fought to the death.

"Patrol".

Zheng Qian crouched down, holding the silver spear above his head with his left short sword, while his right short sword made a rapid horizontal slash.

hiss.

A very faint sound came, and Bai Shao hurriedly lowered the gun, pulling it back from Zheng Qian's ear, where it sparked as it rubbed against the short sword.

The two took the opportunity to retreat quickly, adjust their breathing, and check their bodies.

Zheng Qian pulled at his long hair and patted his ears. When Bai Shao pulled the spear, the tip of the spear grazed him, and a few strands of his hair were pulled out. The sound of the short sword rubbing against the silver spear was also sharp and unpleasant.

Bai Shao also looked down at his clothes. Zheng Qian's short sword had cut open his abdomen, and he was only a millimeter away from being disemboweled.

Neither of them was injured, yet both had come back from the brink of death.

I underestimated you before.

Bai Shao narrowed his eyes, taking a proper look at Zheng Qian for the first time.

The exchange just now shocked him. Zheng Qian's moves were cunning and ruthless. If it weren't for his rich combat experience, he might already be lying on the ground, dead.

You should know that Zheng Qian is only at the peak of the Skin Refining Realm, a whole realm lower than him.

People who fight across boundaries like this are absolutely geniuses among geniuses.

Letting a genius grow up is like digging your own grave, so we must kill him today.