Daqian Martial Saint

After hurrying along on his journey, Chen Ping’an arrived in Beicang Town with time to spare. There were still four days until the Beicang Auction officially began.

A carriage bearing the insignia of the Garrison Commandant’s Office entered Beicang Town, flanked by over a dozen guards, drawing the attention of pedestrians. Passersby cast curious glances, secretly wondering which big shot from the Garrison Commandant’s Office it could be.

To be afforded a dedicated carriage for travel, within the Garrison Commandant’s Office, one had to be at least at the Commander-in-Chief level!

While some pedestrians stared with lingering curiosity, others merely glanced once before turning their attention back to their own affairs. Most of these people had already been in Beicang Town for several days.

Beicang Town was currently a gathering place for factions and heroes from all corners. Long-famous masters were making appearances one after another—it was truly a momentous convergence! A dedicated carriage from the Garrison Commandant’s Office entering the town, while not a common sight, was certainly not particularly strange, either.

After all, even the State Garrison Command and the State Qiankun Bureau had sent representatives to Beicang Town! To say nothing of the people from the various prefectures and cities below them!

Of course, aside from a very small number who were on official business, most had come in a private capacity—just like Cao Yingxiong had before!

Chen Ping’an sat in his carriage, taking in the sights on both sides of the street through the window. Although Beicang Town was built within the Canglong Mountain Range, its overall design balanced practicality with aesthetics. The overall impression was quite pleasing!

With the Beicang Auction drawing near, Beicang Town was already overflowing with people. A ceaseless stream of pedestrians and merchant caravans flowed through its streets. Even the main thoroughfares were quite congested! This was extremely inconvenient for pedestrians carrying their own luggage.

After all, when you’re away from home, you can’t let your guard down!

Besides trying to get around and browse the shops, one also had to be on the lookout for anyone trying to fish in troubled waters and commit theft amidst the chaos! If one were to carelessly fall victim, the losses would be disastrous!

However, concerns and worries like these were for others; naturally, they didn’t apply to Chen Ping’an.

He sat comfortably in his carriage, savoring the pastries his subordinates had specially purchased, and admired the prosperity of the town. All he had to do was relax and enjoy the scenery and local culture; his underlings would handle all the corresponding complexities and trivialities.

’Ah, people! To be in the same environment, but see it from a different perspective, makes for a vastly different experience!’

’Sometimes, power really is a wonderful thing!’

From his carriage, Chen Ping’an spotted quite a few Profound Light Realm cultivators. Compared to Five Peaks Mountain City, the Profound Light Realm didn’t seem to be too rare in Beicang Town.

Of course, most of the Profound Light Realm cultivators he saw were in the Profound Light Initial Realm. Those who had managed to step into the Profound Light Middle Realm were still relatively rare. As for the Absolute Masters of the Profound Light High Realm?

Since entering the town, Chen Ping’an hadn’t seen a single one.

Then again, it made sense. Most experts who could be considered Absolute Masters were representatives of the various factions stationed here. Such individuals, if not swamped with official duties, were certainly tied up with important matters. How could they possibly be strolling around outside so casually? If they truly needed something handled, they would send their subordinates to do it. Why would they ever act personally!?

As for the remaining master-level Loose Cultivators, with very few exceptions, they were all calming their minds and quietly waiting for the Beicang Auction to officially begin. Unless absolutely necessary, they generally wouldn’t go out and wander about.

The carriage drove on, moving deeper into Beicang Town.

With the auction approaching, Chen Ping’an’s arrival was neither late nor particularly early. His accompanying guards checked several inns and elegant towers in a row, only to be told they were all full and not accepting any more guests.

After hitting a wall several times, one of his men came to ask Chen Ping’an for instructions.

”Go check the more expensive places. They might have a vacancy,” Chen Ping’an said lightly.

”Yes, my lord!” the large man with a fierce, leopard-like face and a bristling beard replied respectfully.

This man was named Yuan Zutong, the leader of the accompanying guards and a cultivator of the Inner Qi Realm! To Chen Ping’an, his Martial Arts Realm was secondary; what mattered most was that he was competent and efficient, which saved Chen Ping’an a great deal of trouble.

After some trouble, Chen Ping’an finally settled into an elegant private courtyard. In a place like Beicang Town, where every inch of land was as precious as gold, having a private courtyard naturally came at an exorbitant price.

However, thanks to his recent windfalls, Chen Ping’an had plenty of gold and silver on him. Covering such an expense was more than manageable; it was hardly worth mentioning.

After settling in, Chen Ping’an summoned Yuan Zutong and ordered him to go out and gather information about the latest happenings in town.

Yuan Zutong respectfully accepted his orders and departed.

After Yuan Zutong left, Chen Ping’an scanned the room and nodded in satisfaction. The room was spacious, and outside was a private courtyard, creating a rather quiet and secluded environment.

’A perfect place to practice the Broken Soul Saber Technique!’

On the road to Beicang Town, Chen Ping’an had spent most of his time in the carriage, cultivating the Heart Method of the Broken Soul Saber, performing Circulations, and gaining enlightenment on its qi mechanism.

Normally, without the Divine Skill Realm, trying to cultivate a Divine Skill to the Entry Level is, while not absolutely impossible, an incredibly arduous task.

However, with the help of his Golden Finger Panel, Chen Ping’an’s situation was completely different. With his prior experience cultivating the Three-Point Human Tribulation Finger, his cultivation of the Broken Soul Saber was going exceptionally smoothly.

In just a few days, he had basically completed his enlightenment on the Entry Level Heart Method and its qi mechanism. The progress of his Cultivation Experience on the panel was also quite gratifying. Now that he had a suitable space, Chen Ping’an felt an unbearable itch to practice. With a sharp SHIIING, he drew the Red Crocodile Golden Flame Saber from his waist and began to cultivate the Broken Soul Saber.