As soon as they entered the South Heaven Battlefield, people immediately came to greet them.
The Riverwave Commandery was the weakest commandery, but it was still one of the seven prefectures. Furthermore, if it wasn't as weak as the Riverwave Commandery, how could it compare to the strength of the other commanderies?
The people who received them were all members of the imperial family. After all, this was the Central Plains Commandery, and the organizers of the Seven Prefectures Martial Competition were the imperial family of the Central Plains Commandery.
The person who received them was an old man, but he was only slightly old. In fact, he could be described as middle-aged.
He looked dignified and amiable, and the smile on his face never faded. Qinchuan could tell at a glance that he was a smiling tiger. However, this kind of person couldn't be said to be bad. It was just that he was a bit more tactful.
"I presume this must be Miss Silksnow. You really are young and promising. Come, this way. My name is Xu Tongling, and I'm one of the stewards here." The man smiled at Silksnow Thousand Leaves.
"Hello, Steward Xu! You flatter me. "Silksnow Thousand Leaves smiled in greeting.
"Your accommodations have already been arranged. I'll take you there." Smiling, he led the way.
The group of people looked around and followed Steward Xu.
"That's the statue of the Great South Heaven Emperor." Steward Xu pointed at an enormous statue.
Qinchuan looked over. The statue was over a hundred meters tall, and it looked as if it had been carved from a small mountain of stone. It almost seemed like a small mountain had been carved into the statue of the Great South Heaven Emperor.
Quite a few people passed by, and none of them were martial artists from the other commanderies. This place was normally open to the public, but those who could come here were all people with status and status.
This was the inner city, and it was very spacious. After walking for a while, they arrived at a place that looked like a public square. There were quite a few simple beast carriages here. Although the carriages were simple, the materials used to build them were very good. There were a few tables and chairs fixed to the carriages, so they could drink tea and sightsee.
It was quite an enjoyable experience.
The group of people boarded the carriages. Manager Xu, Qin Chuan, and the others boarded the first carriage, leading the way.
There were mountains, bridges, and forest paths. It was secluded, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. The air was fragrant, and it was perfect for a stroll around the South Heaven Battlefield.
After walking around for about two hours and familiarizing themselves with a few of the more famous and important places, Steward Xu sent them to their accommodation.
This was one of the seven large mansions, and it had always been the residence of the Jianglang County.
"Alright, I won't be going in. Everything inside is brand new. Feel free to do as you please," Steward Xu said politely.
"Thank you," Silksnow Thousand Leaves said politely.
After Steward Xu left, Qinchuan and the rest walked into the house. There were quite a few small courtyards here, and each courtyard had ten two-story buildings, each with three rooms.
Qinchuan and Silksnow Thousand Leaf shared a small courtyard. No one fought over it, while everyone else shared a small building.
Qinchuan, Silksnow, and Thousand Leaves walked into their own courtyard.
Walking into the room, everything was brand new, spotless, and the air was filled with a refreshing smell.
Soon, it was time to eat. Someone knocked on the door and brought in the food.
Only the seven prefectures participating in the martial competition would receive such treatment.
The other powerful existences with extraordinary statuses would also receive such treatment. The rest could only go to the restaurants on the South Heaven Battlefield to eat. The restaurants here were doing very well, and their food wasn't any worse than the Thyme Fragrance Restaurant's. However, it was very expensive. Because everyone here was a martial artist, the food was paid for with spirit stones.
Spirit stones were the currency of the martial world. They could be refined into mid-grade spirit stones, high-grade spirit stones, top-grade spirit stones, and then spirit crystals, mid-grade spirit crystals ….
Spirit stones and spirit crystals could be used to increase a martial artist's cultivation speed. Setting up formations, carving talismans, and so on all required spirit stones, spirit crystals, and spirit liquids.
As soon as they finished eating, there was a sound at the door, but no one came in.
Qinchuan's party walked out.
"That's him, that's him," a familiar voice said.
A young man pointed at Qinchuan.
When Qinchuan saw this man, he smiled. It was An Zhitian.
However, there was a middle-aged man standing next to An Zhitian, as well as a dozen people, both old and young.
"Ninth Uncle, help me kill him." An Zhitian looked angrily at Qinchuan.
Qinchuan frowned, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at the middle-aged man.
It was clear that the other party treated this middle-aged man as their leader, and An Zhitian called him Uncle Jiu, which meant that he wasn't his father. However, An Zhitian looked too much like this middle-aged man, and Qin Chuan couldn't help but have some wicked thoughts.
Qinchuan didn't say anything. He just waited for the other party to speak.
The middle-aged man looked at Qinchuan and said, "Friend from Jianglang County, aren't you a bit too ruthless? Let's not talk about whether my nephew is right or wrong. We're all in the South Heaven Empire, yet you're so ruthless. Do you have anything to say?"
He directly changed the question to how ruthless he was. It wasn't about who was right or wrong.
Qinchuan also laughed. "If it wasn't for the fact that we're all in the South Heaven Empire, do you think he would still be alive?"
This meant that he had already shown mercy. Otherwise, he would have died. This was already being merciful.
The middle-aged man's eyes became sharper. Although An Zhitian wasn't crippled, he was almost crippled. It would be difficult for his body to recover. His strength was now greatly reduced. Even if he didn't die, he would still be half sick.
"So, you mean that you don't have an explanation?" the middle-aged man said indifferently.
Qinchuan was stunned. He smiled and said, "What explanation do you want?"
"Killing isn't allowed in the Seven States Martial Arts Competition, but you can leave here. During the Seven States Martial Arts Competition, you can't kill on purpose, but if you fail, no one will blame you. I just want an explanation now. Otherwise, Dihe County will lose face," the middle-aged man said.
"It's better to lose face than to lose your life," Qinchuan said.
"Young man, you're very bold. Very good. I'm here today to see if I can solve it. As for you, I don't want your life. Break one of your arms and the grudge between us will be written off. Otherwise, we'll meet at the Seven States Martial Arts Competition," the middle-aged man said.
Qinchuan shook his head and slowly spat out a word, "Get lost!"
Qinchuan really couldn't stand the other party's pretentious appearance. It was really disgusting. He was so arrogant. Qinchuan couldn't be bothered to give him a good impression, so he directly told him to get lost.
This word was actually more lethal than cursing. This word could make people with good self-restraint go crazy. It could make people with average cultivation go crazy. It could make people with a bad temper go crazy.
This middle-aged man could be said to be well-mannered, at least on the surface. However, at this time, he was still on the verge of going berserk. He stared at Qinchuan and said, "I will make your life worse than death."