I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World

Han Zheng had seen it clear—In Yan Xuankong's eyes, everyone else was nothing but ordinary.

In any case, back then at the Southern Mountain Demon Cleansing Bureau, aside from Yan Xuankong's own outstanding brilliance, he considered all others as nothing but trash.

Actually, on the path of Martial Arts, reaching the Xuan Gang Realm already makes one a master.

Wan Zhongshan, who had attained the Dan Sea Realm and became a Garrison Captain holding his own territory, was truly one in ten thousand.

On their way to the Qianjiang Prefecture's Demon Cleansing government office, after presenting their visiting cards and waiting a moment, an old man with completely white hair and beard, but tall and erect, spirited and robust, dressed in Profound Gold Swallowing Lion Armor, emerged with a big smile on his face.

"Ha ha ha! You must be Han and Su Wuming, right? Elder Xu has told me all about you, truly young elites, the best of the best!

I heard that before you came here, you even gave Pang Zhen and Lu Tianfang swollen cheeks, truly gratifying.

But just look at their own disciples, what kind of character they are; holding treasures yet still unable to win, complete wastes!"

Han Zheng felt a bit embarrassed and said, "Elder Wan overpraises us, but is it really good to speak about such matters openly?"

Wan Zhongshan dismissed it with a wave of his hand, "Qianjiang Prefecture is my territory, I'm not afraid of anyone!

Come, let's go inside and rest first."

Wan Zhongshan led Han Zheng and Su Wuming into the Demon Cleansing government office, and after serving them tea, finally asked, "About the Weapon Casting Conference, Elder Xu has explained everything to you, right?"

Han Zheng nodded and replied, "He has explained quite a bit. After our arrival, we'll follow Elder Wan's arrangements."

Wan Zhongshan said solemnly, "There's not much to arrange actually. In seven days, the Weapon Casting Conference will take place in the Fire Cloud Valley, thirty miles away from Qianjiang Prefecture. You just have to accompany me there.

But before we attend the Weapon Casting Conference, there's something I'd like to request of you two. We're all on the same side, so I won't stand on ceremony."

"Elder Wan, if there's anything you need us for, just let us know."

Wan Zhongshan inquired, "When you arrived, did you see what state Qianjiang Prefecture was in? You don't need to hold back, just tell it as it is."

"It's quite chaotic. Some Martial Artists even brazenly engage in killing and fighting within the State Mansion, causing substantial destruction."

Wan Zhongshan sighed, "The Weapon Casting Conference is a grand event of the Martial World in the Southern Mountain region. The winner gets to claim weapons forged by Refining Blade, ranging from Earth Soldiers to even Heavenly Soldiers. Hence, it attracts a large number of people from the Martial World every year.

Not only from the Five Families and Seven Sects but countless others from the Martial World. So every time this event comes around, Qianjiang Prefecture becomes quite chaotic.

Unfortunately, Qianjiang Prefecture isn't Kai Ping Prefecture. I only have a little over two hundred Xuanjia Guards under me. After dispatching them for missions or garrisons across various places, I have fewer than fifty people at my disposal; it's simply not enough to manage everything.

Especially since among these Martial World individuals there are many vicious criminals and even Demons looking to cause trouble during the Weapon Casting Conference.

And those sect disciples are equally hard to manage—willful and defiant, with no regard for the Demon Cleansing Bureau whatsoever.

This year, for some reason, the number of people coming for the Weapon Casting Conference has increased by thirty to forty percent compared to previous years. For half a month now, my Qianjiang Prefecture hasn't been peaceful, and it's almost driven me to lose all my hair.

I, an old man, have been inefficient and increasingly lacking the energy over the years. I don't have any notable individuals among my subordinates; they're exhausted from overwork and still can't get things done.

Just today, since Han and Su Wuming have arrived, I'd like you to lead my Xuanjia Guards, hold Qianjiang Prefecture steady, slaughter any violent criminals causing chaos, suppress those unruly Martial World people, make them behave themselves. We just need to hold the fort until the Weapon Casting Conference is over."

At this moment, Yan Xuankong once again interjected with his commentary, "This Wan Zhongshan guy may be weak, but at least he's self-aware, knowing that he's just an ordinary fellow."

Han Zheng ignored Yan Xuankong's remark, and with a gesture of his hands, he assured, "Elder Wan, rest assured, since you trust us, we'll take care of the situation in Qianjiang Prefecture."

Wan Zhongshan nodded lightly and said, "Elder Xu's judgment can't be wrong. Your achievements, you two young folks, have even made this old man feel ashamed. In my younger days, I was nowhere near you two. I can rest easy with the situation in your hands.

This is also a good opportunity for you to gauge the strength of those from the big sects.

However, if you encounter any tough adversaries, remember not to force it. Come back to me, and I'll handle it.

Your main goal is the Weapon Casting Conference. Remember not to get injured before the conference; otherwise, this old man will have to take the blame."

Han Zheng also realized that Wan Zhongshan was indeed a staunch supporter on Xu Cunbao's side, treating them as his own people.

"Mr. Wan, rest assured, we have everything under control."

Wan Zhongshan called over a Demon Sweeping Captain who appeared to be in his late thirties and said to Han Zheng and the others, "This is my disciple, Fang Jueming. He commands nearly fifty men, all at your disposal."

Han Zheng nodded and then left the council hall with Fang Jueming.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Su, if there's anything you need me to do, please feel free to command me."

Fang Jueming's attitude was very respectful, not showing any resentment or defiance due to the fact that Han Zheng and Su Wuming were junior in terms of age.

He knew that these two were reinforcements brought in by his master; otherwise, relying solely on the Xuanjia Guard left at the Qianjiang Prefecture Demon Cleansing Bureau, they would be dead tired before they could suppress the unrest in Qianjiang Prefecture.

Now, that two young talents from headquarters were here to help them, Fang Jueming was more than happy.

"Mr. Fang, you are too kind. I'm just here to help out Mr. Wan a bit. Those who are truly familiar with Qianjiang Prefecture are you all."

Fang Jueming replied solemnly, "Mr. Han, don't be so courteous. In fact, it's because our strength is insufficient, and we can't handle the situation, that has caused our master such worries.

Mr. Han and Mr. Su, you are both outstanding figures from headquarters. I don't know how many times stronger you are compared to us.

And this isn't just flattery. Especially Mr. Han, I know of your strength and capabilities.

Pei Xiuyuan is a good friend of mine. We've worked together on missions at headquarters and even saved each other's lives, forming a bond of life and death brotherhood.

That guy is narrow-minded and has a bad temper, but the fact that he holds you, Mr. Han, in such high regard speaks volumes about your strength."

Han Zheng was mildly surprised upon hearing that Fang Jueming was friends with Pei Xiuyuan.

But, upon reflection, it made sense.

Most Demon Sweeping Captains had records of completing missions for the headquarters, and Pei Xiuyuan and Fang Jueming were about the same age, belonging to the same era.

"I thought Pei Xiuyuan would curse me behind my back; I didn't expect him to praise me."

Han Zheng joked, then continued sternly, "Since Mr. Fang puts it that way, I won't be overly courteous.

Relying on just over fifty people to suppress the current chaos in Qianjiang Prefecture is a bit unrealistic.

After all, Qianjiang Prefecture is a large state mansion; just over fifty people wouldn't be enough to station one person on each street, not to mention that these people from the Martial World are all stubborn and unruly—a single Xuanjia Guard might not be able to hold them down.

Therefore, to resolve the current problem in Qianjiang Prefecture, we cannot delay; we must think of other methods."

"What methods?"

Han Zheng replied with narrowed eyes, "Kill! To kill is to stop chaos, the quickest way to resolve the issues in Qianjiang Prefecture.

Those Martial World people dare to cause trouble in Qianjiang Prefecture because they see the Demon Cleansing Bureau is understaffed, and everyone is too exhausted to deal with them. Even if those troublemakers fight and leave, the Demon Cleansing Bureau might not show up.

So, my approach is to kill a path through them, execute those who dare to cause trouble, then the cautious and timid ones will naturally cease to disturb the peace of Qianjiang Prefecture.

Even if troubles arise in several places at once, and we at the Qianjiang Prefecture Demon Cleansing Bureau remain exhausted, at least some would fear the Demon Cleansing Bureau and prefer to be obedient to avoid being the first to be dealt with."

Fang Jueming's lips twitched twice.

He had expected Han Zheng to propose some kind of strategy, not to be so straightforward and brutal.

However, despite its simplicity and brutality, it seemed to make some sense.

"How long shall we kill for?"

Han Zheng's eyes were narrowed, his tone was calm, devoid of any hint of killing intent, yet his words were extremely cold.

"Of course, until they are all afraid!"