"Wait."

Chen Ming stood up, facing the group of Six Gates constables like wolves and tigers, and shouted, "On what grounds are you arresting people?"

This shout was infused with True Qi, and everyone present felt their ears buzzing, with many showing expressions of pain.

For a moment, these dozen or so constables all stopped, not daring to come forward.

Even if they hadn’t heard of the name Chen Ming, they now knew that he was a Sixth Grade expert who had cultivated True Qi. With just these people, they still wanted to arrest him?

They might as well be seeking death.

The Seventh-Grade Patrol Envoy leading them was undaunted and said loudly, "It is now verified that you conspired with the demonic person Deng Ziyang of the Longevity Sect. We are ordered to arrest you. Chen Ming, do you intend to resist arrest? Don’t implicate your family!"

Danger flashed in Chen Ming’s eyes; they dared to threaten him with his family.

He wanted to see who exactly was orchestrating this behind the scenes.

He sneered, "You alone are not qualified to capture me. Call your superior over."

The Cyan Robe Patrol Envoy shouted, "I am—"

Bam!

Chen Ming kicked out, hitting his chest squarely, sending him flying. He spat blood in mid-air, fell to the ground, unable to speak anymore.

His gaze swept across the crowd, and the dozen or so constables instantly fell silent.

Chen Ming casually pointed and commanded, "You, go and call your superior over immediately."

The person he pointed at looked bitter but dared not say more and quickly ran off.

...

"Junior Brother."

On the side, Zhang Mingyu watched with some trepidation. Those were people from the Six Gates, and Chen Ming just hit them. Even though that was just a Seventh-Grade Patrol Envoy, he represented the face of the Six Gates.

Hitting this Patrol Envoy would probably cause trouble.

He whispered, "Sigh, you were too impulsive."

Chen Ming calmly said, "Do you believe that if they arrest me and throw me in jail, I’d be dead all the same?"

He didn’t lower his voice; everyone present heard it, and many couldn’t help but tremble. His meaning was clear: whether he lives or dies, might as well cause a stir and take a few down with him.

At this time, the Seventh-Grade Patrol Envoy who was kicked to the ground weakly said, "Your refusal to arrest will harm your family too..."

Chen Ming sneered, "The Chen Family prospered because of me alone. If I die, their fate is the same, death."

"Well said!"

At this moment, Chen Rui’s voice came from outside the courtyard. He said loudly, "Er Lang, don’t worry about us. As long as you are alive, they won’t dare do anything to us. As long as you’re here, the Chen Family won’t be wiped out. If anything happens to us, wait until your Divine Skill is perfected, then avenge us."

"Er Lang, remember, you must live."

Chen Rui’s voice was so loud it almost spread throughout half of the Chen Mansion.

In the courtyard, the Seventh-Grade Patrol Envoy and the group of constables all looked extremely grim.

This pair of brothers, one is rational and ruthless, not caring about their family’s life and death; the other unafraid of dying, willing to sacrifice himself. Such people are the most terrifying.

Even if they managed to escape today, could they avoid Chen Ming’s retaliation afterward?

Among the constables, the smarter ones already guessed that they were mere sacrifices. The higher-ups sent them to their deaths on purpose to deal with this Chen Ming.

Otherwise, why would they send a Seventh-Grade Patrol Envoy with a group of Ninth and Eighth-Grade constables to arrest a Sixth-Grade expert?

Normally, when Six Gates wants to arrest someone, they send at least a constable higher in grade than the target. If not, they send three of the same grade to ensure success.

...

On the side, Zhang Mingyu was still a bit confused. He didn’t understand how everything was fine one moment, and the next, it seemed like they were facing life and death.

The tragic atmosphere made him feel extremely depressed.

In this situation, he didn’t speak again.

Suddenly, Zhang Mingyu thought of what the Patrol Envoy said earlier, Chen Ming colluding with the demonic person Deng Ziyang of the Longevity Sect?

How could Deng Ziyang be a demonic person of the Longevity Sect?

It can’t be—

Earlier, when Chen Ming heard this accusation, he suddenly acted. Logically speaking, his first reaction should have been surprise and disbelief...

"Hiss—"

Zhang Mingyu suddenly took a sharp breath.

Chen Ming’s reaction—doesn’t it imply that Deng Ziyang really joined the Longevity Sect?

And he knew about it all along.

Suddenly, things about Deng Ziyang flashed through Zhang Mingyu’s mind, "It was after he left the Six Gates."

He remembered.

Deng Ziyang left the Six Gates to roam outside, and after a few months, he returned, having broken through two realms from Ninth Grade to Seventh Grade.

That period coincided with the Longevity Sect’s attacks on those family scions...

Oh no.

Deng Ziyang has probably really joined the Longevity Sect.

Will the Huo Sect be implicated?

Just as Zhang Mingyu guessed the truth and was feeling uneasy, suddenly, a voice full of authority came from outside, "Chen Ming, how dare you harm someone from Six Gates?"

This voice was like a resonating bell, making Zhang Mingyu’s ears buzz and his mind go blank.

...

"It’s you?"

Chen Ming finally saw the person behind the scenes, and it was someone he could never have imagined.

Originally, he thought it was Yu Xiuming, with whom he had had conflicts before, but instead, it was another Fifth-Grade Captain, Li Guangjie.

This person was Zhao Shouchang’s right hand.

Could it be that Zhao Shouchang wants to deal with me?

Chen Ming could feel the deep malice in the eyes of this Fourth-Grade expert in front of him, who brought immense pressure onto him.

He had no idea when he had ever offended this person, and, until now, he had never even spoken to Li Guangjie.

Li Guangjie walked towards him step by step, "Chen Ming, you colluded with the heretics of the Longevity Sect, resisted arrest, injured our Seventh-Grade Patrol Envoy from Six Gates, and dared to attack me. You deserve to die for these crimes!"

At this moment, he had Chen Ming firmly locked down, suppressing him with invisible True Qi, not only rendering him immobile but also unable to speak.

Li Guangjie raised his hand, ready to kill this annoying fellow with his palm.

Just then, he felt a chill behind him that made his hair stand on end. Although he could ignore it and kill Chen Ming with one palm, doing so would also seriously injure him.

"Hmph!"

Li Guangjie snorted angrily, turned around, and struck his palm, dispersing the astonishing Sword Qi.

He looked at the person who had attacked him, his gaze icy, full of killing intent, "You attack me for his sake?"

Another person appeared in the courtyard, wearing a blue robe, with a face dark as water. It was Du Caiyue. She spoke word by word, "You cannot kill him."

Li Guangjie said coldly, "Are you really going to stop me?"

Du Caiyue looked him in the eye without backing down, silent.

"Very well."

Li Guangjie suddenly turned around and left.

"You all can leave." Du Caiyue said to the constables present, "Not a word of today’s matter should be disclosed."

"Yes, Sir Du."

Quickly, these people left cleanly, and even Zhang Mingyu also took his leave.

In the courtyard, only Chen Ming and Du Caiyue were left.

Chen Ming respectfully bowed and said, "Thank you, Sir Du, for coming to my rescue. I will repay this life-saving grace in the future."

Du Caiyue said, "If you really want to repay me, you don’t have to wait for the future."

This sentence made Chen Ming pause, surprised yet not surprised.

Du Caiyue and Li Guangjie were both Zhao Shouchang’s right hands. She was willing to fall out with Li Guangjie to protect his life, clearly not just because of Zhao Xiyan.

If Zhao Xiyan had such face, Li Guangjie wouldn’t have dared to come kill him.

So, Du Caiyue must have another purpose.

Chen Ming asked, "What does Sir Du want me to do?"

Du Caiyue’s lips moved slightly, transmitting her voice directly into Chen Ming’s ear.

"I want the Fiery Sun Divine Skill!"

Her voice wasn’t loud but was as shocking as a thunderbolt, making Chen Ming’s heart and mind tremble.

She actually knew I was practicing the Fiery Sun Divine Skill!

Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Ming’s mind, and ultimately, he just nodded and said, "Alright."

Du Caiyue’s eyes revealed a trace of surprise, and she said, "I thought you would deny it."

Chen Ming said frankly, "You saved my life, and in my heart, nothing is more important than my life. The cultivation technique is just a small thing. If Sir Du wants it, you can take it."

"You are indeed interesting, no wonder Yan’Er values you so highly. Rest assured, I won’t take your cultivation technique for nothing. I will exchange it with the Taiyin Scripture."

"Alright."

Chen Ming understood her meaning and didn’t want to take advantage of her, so he agreed. "However, let me clarify first, I only have the first two Chapters of the Fiery Sun Divine Skill, which can be cultivated up to Fourth Grade at most."

Du Caiyue said, "That is enough."

She then continued, "Have you ever heard that solitary yang does not grow, and solitary yin does not last? For those of us practicing pure yang and pure yin techniques, the progress will slow down as we advance further. The best way is to simultaneously cultivate another technique of the same level to harmonize yin and yang. These years, I’ve been searching for a suitable Pure Yang Technique but without much success. Until I saw you in action last time, I realized my opportunity lies with you."

A smile appeared on her face, "Similarly, this is also your opportunity. Believe me, you will soon find my Taiyin Scripture invaluable."

Chen Ming reflected, "So, in this matter, I am taking advantage of you."

PS: Third update, seeking monthly votes.