Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 512 - 125: Breaking into the County Government, County Lord Li Hong! (Requesting Monthly Tickets!!)

Chapter 512 -125: Breaking into the County Government, County Lord Li Hong! (Requesting Monthly Tickets!!)

Luoshui County.

Inner City.

On a rooftop about five hundred meters from the county government office.

Jiang Ning stood silently at the corner of the eaves, his hands empty.

Snow fell on his head and quietly melted.

His gaze also quietly watched towards the county government office.

At this moment, from a high vantage point, although the snow filled the sky, the modest distance of about five hundred meters allowed him to see clearly that the people, following the plan, had completely surrounded the county government.

Hong Minghu, dressed in black tight-fitting clothes, stepped on the soft snow and approached the entrance to the county government step by step.

“Who goes there!” Two guards consistently stamping their feet at the entrance shouted as they saw Hong Minghu approaching, immediately berating him.

However, their voices were clearly filled with a bluster hiding nervousness.

For Hong Minghu was dressed very thinly.

Wearing only a shirt, his chest half-exposed, his arms bare.

In this cold winter and snowy weather, ordinary people dressed like this would have frozen to death by the roadside.

How could he appear at the county government entrance?

Not to mention the imperious aura that Hong Minghu had cultivated over these months.

Merely the aura revealed in his eyes and brows made the hearts of the two guards at the entrance palpitate.

They avoided eye contact, not daring to look directly at him.

“Hong Minghu!” Hong Minghu said indifferently.

As he spoke, Hong Minghu ignored the intentions of the two men and strode up the steps.

The two men shuddered and did not dare to utter a sound.

As guards, naturally, they needed to know whom to provoke and whom not.

The name Hong Minghu had spread across Luoshui County several months ago.

Although they had never seen Hong Minghu’s face, his name was as thunderous as ever.

Immediately, the two men quickly moved aside.

Even though they sensed Hong Minghu’s ill intent at the moment, they dared not show any disrespect.

Earning merely two taels� a month, what life were they selling!

Meanwhile.

Hong Minghu also stepped over the threshold of the county government entrance and entered the front court.

On the other side.

Jiang Ning’s gaze landed on Hong Minghu.

As soon as Hong Minghu entered the county government, his eyes closed and then opened, activating the “Heavenly Eye” instantly.

With a sweep of the “Heavenly Eye,” he saw through the obstruction of the buildings and spotted Li Hong in his study dealing with official business.

County Lord Li Hong.

A military scholar by examination.

With both literary and military honors, he thus stepped into an official career and soared through the ranks, taking up the position of the county lord of Luoshui County in his mere forties.

Although in some TV shows from previous lives, the Seventh Grade County Magistrate was often jokingly referred to as a minor sesame official.

In reality, however, a Seventh Grade County Magistrate wielded military and administrative power over a county and was truly a local emperor.

The county government was like a miniature imperial court, allowing the magistrate to determine life and death with a word.

This was also why the magistrate was referred to as the County Lord.

Lord, a term of respect for the magistrate.

But today, Hong Minghu had entered the county government alone.

“This is the world where mighty power resides within oneself, where fists outweigh authority,” Jiang Ning quietly sighed to himself.

Hong Minghu could act like this because, apart from being the Inspector Mansion Master and an official of Seventh Grade, equal to Li Hong in rank, his greatest reliance was his strength.

Fifth Grade Internal Strength Realm, openly recognized as the top expert of Luoshui County.

At this moment, Jiang Ning clearly saw.

Since Hong Minghu had entered the county government, he immediately caused some commotion, and someone rushed down a path and quickly burst into County Lord Li Hong’s study.

After hearing his subordinate’s report, Li Hong, clad in ordinary gray clothing, immediately stood up, his face subtly changing, alternating between light and dark.

The next moment.

He heard the noise approaching from afar, along with increasingly heavy footsteps.

He hesitated for less than a moment before moving the chair behind him and walking outside the study.

Just as he stepped through the study’s doorway, he saw Hong Minghu emerging from around the corner and appearing before his eyes.

“Master Hong, what is the meaning of this?” Li Hong’s expression darkened, showing displeasure.

“Mr. Li!” Hong Minghu spoke evenly, then grinned: “You’ve hidden yourself well, Vice Sect Hierarch of the God Worship Sect!”

Upon these words, the faces of everyone in the courtyard subtly changed, and Li Hong’s expression turned grim.

“You must present evidence for your claims!”

“Evidence?” Hong Minghu laughed: “My word is the evidence, just come back with me, and I will naturally show you the evidence!”

“Arrogant!!” Li Hong shouted.

“If you call me arrogant, then let me show you arrogance!” Hong Minghu’s eyes intensified.

The next moment.

Boom—

Standing in the distant eaves, Jiang Ning instantly saw a tremendous commotion emanate from the courtyard where Hong Minghu and Li Hong were, followed by the collapse of the building behind Li Hong, burying him in ruins instantly.

“Such overwhelming Inner Breath, yet still surpassing mine, what object could possibly have such effect?”

Seeing the scene in the county government, Jiang Ning immediately showed surprise. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

He knew that Hong Minghu had achieved the Fifth Grade Internal Strength Realm with the help of an external object.

But today he gained a new understanding, realizing the true might of Hong Minghu.

Such an overwhelming Inner Breath was indeed beyond his own.

He knew that his own Inner Breath had reached the level of a river long ago, representing over ten years of cultivation.

Having settled for such a long period, although his Inner Breath had not reached the level of a thirty-year cultivation, it was not far off. It wouldn’t be long before he felt his total amount of Inner Breath would step up to the level of an ocean.

This meant that even though his Inner Breath might not have reached the strength of thirty years of cultivation, it was at least over twenty years.

Yet at this moment, the Inner Breath that Hong Minghu unleashed, Jiang Ning could clearly see, was above his own.