Looking at the âfavorite concubineâ lying motionless on the bed, with streaks of blood on her body, Tian Boâs mood improved quite a bit.
Whenever heâs in a bad mood, he likes to vent in unusual ways.
"Why exactly?"
Tian Bo pondered as he dressed.
If it werenât for him letting himself enter the Three Judicial Departments, he would be insane to be a mere white-clothed Chief Constable.
Here in the rMolan Mansion, his days are carefree beyond imagination.
But last time, the Three Judicial Departments recruited people, and he suddenly sent word, ordering him to join the Three Judicial Departments, without saying anything else.
Though he was unwilling in his heart, he didnât dare defy.
So he went to the Three Judicial Departments and became a white-clothed officer.
At first, it was nothing, still the same as before.
He would go out âhuntingâ just like before.
No one noticed his tracks.
But unexpectedly, the Western Region began to get chaotic some time ago.
The Three Judicial Departments issued orders, demanding to resolve the matter swiftly, or else... heavy penalties from the Zongzheng Council.
Generally, he doesnât care, but if heâs expelled from the Three Judicial Departments, there will be no way to explain to him then.
But what exactly does the rMolan Mansionâs Three Judicial Departments have that attracts him?
Tian Bo was very puzzled.
After all, his status, things that can move him are not many.
"Master...."
At that moment, the voice of the house servant came from outside, trembling, sounding fearful.
Tian Bo frowned, having guessed what it was.
"Itâs here!"
Then he strode out of the room.
Until the footsteps disappeared, the man on the bed slowly got up, though streaked with blood, his face unchanged, seemingly accustomed to it.
After dressing, he sighed softly.
...
"Useless!"
Tian Bo angrily scolded the black-clothed Chief Constables below.
"Master, we tried our best, but there are just not enough people, and they know our movements like the back of their hand. Every time we get there, theyâve already fled!"
A middle-aged black-clothed man, rugged-looking, explained.
"Bang!"
A palm shadow!
In the next moment, the middle-aged black-clothed manâs body flew backwards and slammed hard onto the ground.
Tian Bo squinted, looking disdainfully at the man on the ground, "I donât like listening to explanations; this is the first time. Next time, it wonât just be one palm!"
"Yes, Master, it was my mistake!"
The man endured the severe pain in his chest, lowered his head, and quickly replied.
His face turned pale, not from heavy injury, but from Tian Boâs terrifying gaze just now.
Cold!
Looking at him like looking at a dead man.
"Humph!"
Tian Bo snorted coldly but didnât hassle him further.
Right now, manpower is scarce, though useless, theyâre still people, somewhat useful.
"From now on, all of you patrol day and night, no rest, until those people dare not cause trouble anymore!"
"Let me make it clear, if the higher-ups blame me, you wonât escape!"
"Then it wonât be my fault!"
Tian Boâs words were laced with a strong threat.
Although not explicit, everyone knew without a doubt it meant even if not death, theyâd shed a layer of skin.
Each oneâs face changed.
Immediately, they responded in unison, "Yes, Master, we will strive our best!"
"Dismissed!"
Tian Bo impatiently waved them off.
The group deeply wished to leave, yet still respectfully saluted, then slowly departed.
As for Tian Bo, he also left the room after they left.
...
"Boss, are you okay?"
A slightly younger black-clothed Chief Constable asked.
The middle-aged man shook his head, "Iâm fine. He was just warning me, didnât strike hard; otherwise, could you imagine me enduring one palm from him?"
With a bitter expression!
Being weak is the original sin.
One wrong word means a palm.
Totally treating them as less than human.
"Humph, itâs too much! Weâre also constables of the Three Judicial Departments; even a superior white-clad shouldnât be so arrogant!"
The young man said angrily.
"Say less!"
Another black-clothed man urgently stopped him, vigilant of the surroundings.
"Alright, letâs just leave!"
The middle-aged man knew this wasnât the place for talk; after all, Tian Bo is Late-Stage Immortal Grade. If overheard, theyâd be...
...
rMolan Mansion, Western Region Peng Family.
"Quite a surprise; I didnât expect Tian Baiyi to have the leisure to visit me this late?"
Peng Yuan, in luxurious white robes, laughed looking at Tian Bo below.
"Patriarch Peng, I assume you can guess the purpose of my visit?"
The Peng Family ranks among the top ten in the rMolan Mansion, albeit as the tail end but still undoubtedly powerful.
Tian Bo had no other choice, otherwise wouldnât have come here late at night.
"Oh... Tian Baiyi, youâve got me confused. I really donât know!"
Peng Yuan appeared quite puzzled, his eyebrows deeply furrowed.
His feigned ignorance made Tian Boâs teeth itch.
But... needing help, he had to lower himself.
Forcing a smile, he said, "Recently, the Western Region hasnât been stable? I heard the Sect Leader of the Three Talents Sect listens to you, can you lend a hand?"
"Ah... such a thing happened?"
Peng Yuan immediately appeared âgreatly shockedâ, but then sighed helplessly.
"You say your Three Judicial Departments cleared out so many white-clothed and gold-robed experts, now... with insufficient manpower, chaos is inevitable."
"What a sin!"
"The ordinary people of the Western Domain are suffering, alas!"
He let out a long sigh, looking like a compassionate and merciful person.
"Hehe!"
Tian Bo sneered inwardly, the dignified Patriarch of the Peng Family, concerned about ordinary people?
Ridiculous!
However... at this moment he also agreed, "Yes, itâs hard for those ordinary people, thatâs why Iâd like to ask Patriarch Peng to intervene, and make the Sancai Sect restrain themselves a bit."
"Oh?"
Peng Yuan was suddenly surprised and looked at Tian Bo, "Do you mean to say all of this was done by the Sancai Sect?"
"Nonsense!"
Instantly furious!
"Donât worry, I will definitely get to the bottom of this. If it was really done by the Sancai Sect, I, the Patriarch, will certainly punish them severely."
At this moment, Peng Yuan was full of righteousness, solemnly promising him.
"Thank you then!"
Tian Bo immediately stood up, clasped his hands, and expressed his gratitude.
"Youâre welcome, youâre welcome!"
Peng Yuan waved his hand, looking very courteous.
"Then Iâll take my leave first, waiting for the good news from Patriarch Peng!"
"Okay, take care, Tian Baiyi!"
After Tian Bo left, the smile on Peng Yuanâs face disappeared instantly.
"Father, it seems the Three Judicial Departments are anxious!"
At this moment, a young man wearing a water-blue brocade robe slowly walked out from a side door.
It was indeed Peng He, the Young Master of the Peng Family.
"Hmph! Let them clear out so many people, courting death!"
Peng Yuan said coldly.
Itâs important to know, among those cleared out this time, there were three white-clothed and five blue-clothed members of the Peng Family.
Naturally, he was unsatisfied.
Now that the Western Domain was in chaos, he was the happiest one.
Great Yu conducts an annual assessment of the Three Judicial Departments, and if a problem arises, the Zongzheng brothers take the brunt of it first.
If he canât have it good, then nobody should.
"By the way, was it you who instructed the Sancai Sect to do this? Well done!"
Peng Yuan praised him, considering the only one who could command the Sancai Sect besides himself was his son.
"No, Father!"
Peng He waved his hand, "Iâve been in seclusion cultivating recently, where would I find the time!"
"Hmm?"
Peng Yuan raised an eyebrow, "Could it be they acted on their own?"
But....
Soon he felt something was off in his heart.
So he immediately instructed Peng He, "Go and find out whatâs really happening! Also, the Molan Mansion has been getting chaotic these days, somethingâs not right!"
One area being chaotic is normal!
But for all to be in chaos, thatâs abnormal.
Could it be that those families have unified a front, thinking of retaliating against the Three Judicial Departments?
Peng Yuan speculated in his heart that this might be the case.
Otherwise, how could so many forces act simultaneously?
"Yes, Father, Iâll go now!"
But as he reached the door, he paused, turned around, and asked, "Should I make the Sancai Sect stop?"
"Stop, my foot! Tian Bo is nothing, just a late-stage Immortal Grade, meeting him was already a face-giving gesture!"
No matter what, the Sancai Sect would not stop, and he even intended to make the commotion bigger.
"Got it!"
Peng He nodded and then headed towards the Sancai Sect.
...
In the Chen Mansion.
Without Tian Bo, that troublemaker, the Eastern Domain was quite peaceful, and Chen Xuan could finally rest.
After the chaotic battle.
The two women lay in his arms, one on the left and one on the right.
"Itâs rare that you didnât go out today?"
During this period, Chen Xuan went to the Three Judicial Departments during the day and returned late at night.
Of course, she knew it was because the Eastern Domain had a troublemaker, just feeling sorry for him, too busy.
"Itâs been a bit hectic these days! Sorry about that!"
Saying this, he gave each of them a apologetic kiss.
"By the way, how are your cultivations coming along?"
Facing Chen Xuanâs inquiry, Ning Xin buried her head in his chest, then said softly, "Not much progress..."
"Itâs okay, take it slowly, it gets harder after reaching the Immortal Grade, going slow is normal!"
Chen Xuan patted her back, comforting her.
Not everyone is as abnormal as him with a system, especially after acquiring the Spirit Body, he was an anomaly among anomalies.
Thirty thousand skill points in a day.
Itâs just that the Nine Elements Dao Skill requires a lot, even if it required a little less, it wouldnât take long for him to achieve a realm breakthrough.
"What about you?"
Chen Xuan turned his head, looking at Luan Ying.
"Mid-stage now, probably still... half a year to reach the late stage!"
Luan Yingâs voice was not loud, but...
Chen Xuan was deeply shocked.
He looked at her with changed eyes, as if he were looking at a monster.
"Husband, is there a way for me to cultivate like little sister Luan?"
At this moment, Ning Xin raised her head, feeling very dissatisfied with herself, why was her cultivation so difficult.