Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path Chapter 833: 643: Correct Mistakes Chapter 644: Thunder Axe

Chapter 833: Chapter 643: Correct Mistakes Chapter 644: Thunder Axe and Wind Blade_3

Naturally, there’s no concern for any unexpected changes.

But this still requires a bit of ti, and the old prince needs to continue protecting for a while longer.

Better to send these people away sooner rather than later.

“Alright, we’ll see how the Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion decides to deal with these juniors.”

Zhou Ping’an held the hands of two little ones, gesturing for the group to follow, while his words carried hidden undertones.

Third Elder Zhao might be a good rchant, but his experience is rely superficial, lacking substance deep within.

How sharp were Zhou Ping’an’s eyes—he had long seen through the faint dissatisfaction and suppressed anger hidden in the other man’s heart.

But that had nothing to do with him.

You’ve distributed this task across All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

The Shadow Pavilion said it was extrely dangerous…

After painstakingly completing it, you want to renege on your promise? Not a chance.

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When they entered the mansion, arrangents were made for the house servants, protectors, and horses.

In addition, Zhou Ping’an, the Yin Yang Sword, the Four Seasons Saber, Mr. Yu, and the eight little ones were all accommodated.

This ti, it amounted to a family gathering.

The old madam made an appearance, said a few words of encouragent and consolation, then Third Elder Zhao ordered the steward to bring gold, silver, and elixirs.

Everyone, including Zhou Ping’an, the Yin Yang Sword, and even Mr. Yu, received one thousand silver taels, two bottles of Blood Fortifying Pills, and two bottles of Strong Bone Pills, with the added promise that if there were future vacancies in the army, a few official posts could be arranged.

Of course, within the Prince Mansion, serving as a protector or offering, earning a leisurely hundred taels of silver every ten days, was nothing short of affluent comfort.

For impoverished relatives from the countryside.

A gesture like this from the Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion would be seen as generous anywhere.

It was rely an escort mission.

To undertake a single journey and receive such wealth, precious dicines, and even promises for future official positions and recruitnt—spreading word of it would not invite criticism.

“My dear heroes, you’ve endured much hardship on this journey. Are you satisfied with this reward?”

The old madam’s face radiated benevolence, her gaze aloof as she looked at the group. Though her tone lacked severity, an undeniable sense of dignity swept over the room.

“If you’re unsatisfied, we can add more. Wuque, step forward and offer the esteed guests a cup of our finest wine. Using people as bait this ti has indeed been a grievance to them. Were it not for the prince’s health being poor, it should’ve been him personally offering this gesture.”

“Yes, sister-in-law.”

From the side erged a tall, robust elder with grizzling hair and beard, powerful as a bear, who held a large jar of aged wine in one hand and stepped forward to pour.

“We dare not trouble the general.”

Mr. Yu and the others were so startled that they almost leapt out of their chairs.

This man was Zhao Wuque, sworn brother to the old prince Zhao Tiangang, an orphan granted the Zhao surna.

He was called Wuque, “without flaw,” because he truly lacked an arm. In his youth, during a bloody escape while protecting Zhao Tiangang, a formidable enemy severed one of his limbs.

From that ti onward, he had painstakingly refined his one-ard saber technique, never suffering defeat.

The majestic aura of wind and clouds emanating from him spoke volus—this man was no less than a grandmaster, and even stronger than the Ultimate Fla Palace Master encountered in Jingxi County.

Even without actively brandishing his saber, the blade carried traces of swirling winds and condensed clouds, a boundless, awe-inspiring presence that felt oppressive to behold.

Lord Zhao enjoyed the reputation of the Heavenly Martial King, his decades of firmly-entrenched power inseparable from this sworn brother.

With thunderous axes and tempestuous blades complenting each other, the duo was invincible in the world.

Even ten thousand imperial troops couldn’t obstruct them.

One could only imagine how unbearable life near the capital’s throne was for the emperor with these two figures around.

Or how greatly he wished for Zhao Tiangang and his thunderous axe to pass away quickly.

Fortunately, his ti was near.

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