The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror

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Xu Qing pushed open the door, and King Lin was resting under the parasol tree, enjoying the shade.

Beside him was an iron rod, pitch-black and shiny. The stick was thick, difficult for the average person to hold.

This iron rod, before Xu Qing's seclusion, was the "Jiangning Purple Gold Beam," which ensured that no disturbances would arise in Jiangning Prefecture.

A hundred days have passed since Xu Qing went into seclusion.

Xu Qing felt as if he had been reborn.

Feng Wu arrived, and although her face showed exhaustion, seeing Xu Qing swept away all her tiredness.

Without a husband, this home would fall apart.

The pressure was indeed immense.

King Lin, although a formidable fighter, couldn't possibly defeat a regular army as even a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

If Xu Qing didn't show up for a year or two, the situation would definitely worsen, and even King Lin couldn't stabilize the overall situation.

But now that Xu Qing emerged from seclusion, still a Double Grandmaster in Martial Arts and Divine Soul, who could defeat him with the Martial Saint absent?

It could be said that if a ranking of top martial heroes in the world were made now, Xu Qing would definitely be in the top ten.

King Lin looked at Xu Qing, eager to test himself.

"Fight a round?" King Lin's eyes seemed to speak.

Xu Qing waved his hand: "Big brother, let's not fight."

King Lin: "Indeed, you just came out of seclusion, probably not yet accustomed to your body; fighting now would be an unrighteous victory for me."

Xu Qing, no longer acknowledging Old Lin's provocative words, said, "Big brother, I am considering your confidence. If you lose, how would you challenge the Martial Saint later?"

Xu Qing spoke with an unappreciative tone.

King Lin: "Gongming, just because you know more, doesn't mean you are stronger."

Feng Wu smirked and said, "Big brother, don't bother arguing with him."

King Lin snorted coldly, ceasing to speak.

Xu Qing laughed and added: "Brother, finding an opponent isn't hard. After coming out this time, I plan to organize a Martial Arts Tournament."

"A Martial Arts Tournament?"

"Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. This tournament, I plan to invite all the top martial experts to weigh their strength and see who is truly peerless. Considering the speed of news dissemination, I've tentatively scheduled it for next fall, so you too will have a year to prepare."

"Gongming, though you are well-known, gathering all the top warriors together is not something ordinary renown can achieve," King Lin spoke plainly.

Xu Qing: "Next spring, I will participate in the examination, then become the top scorer in the Golden Throne Hall; by then, having repeated this six times, who can match my fame at that moment?"

He was extremely confident, believing becoming the top scorer was as easy as eating and drinking, never considering any competition.

King Lin: "This top scorer, it's not just about the writing, there are many people you have offended..."

Xu Qing: "After the local examination, I will go to the capital and smooth over these issues."

Time waits for no one. Xu Qing was not only confident, but he also had to maximize his interests in this year or two, ensuring his life flourishes to the fullest.

His current ambition and breadth of vision greatly surprised King Lin.

Because in King Lin's view, although Xu Qing was often risky, hindsight revealed that Xu Qing was careful and methodical.

Now seeing Xu Qing again, he somewhat seemed capable of toppling myriad forces singlehandedly.

King Lin favored the current Xu Qing even more.

A man of great affairs must possess a grand spirit, who else if not himself.

He felt there was no need for Xu Qing with his talents to learn those old ways.

Back in the days, Champion Marquis was only around twenty when he became Feng Langju, establishing a milestone in military affairs.

For a true man in this world, great achievements are not measured by age or experience, but by real power.

King Lin was also greatly looking forward to the world's greatest Martial Arts Tournament.

He knew, such a martial arts tournament, once successfully held, would be an immense temptation for any strong martial artist, similar to the cultivators attending the Spirit Pill Conferences or Peach Meetings in the novels.

Because experiencing life-and-death fights in the martial arts arena, the experience gained if one survived, was comparable to any spiritual pills and elixirs.

Later, Xu Qing and King Lin exchanged heart-to-heart insights on cultivation, sending the elder brother off, thereafter making an appearance in Jiangning Prefecture.

His prestige in Jiangning Prefecture was indeed unmatched.

King Lin could temporarily suppress the undercurrents in Jiangning Prefecture with martial strength.

But as soon as Xu Qing showed up, all undercurrents immediately vanished.

This had nothing to do with whether Xu Qing possessed the cultivation of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, it was purely his personal commanding presence.

Xu Jieyuan now was the "heaven" of Jiangning Prefecture.

Here in this place, he had created too many miracles.

In fact, the Court's current policy of land registration was already slowly spreading across the two capitals and thirteen provinces.

But not many places were genuinely implementing it, and the places not corrupted by partial enforcement were mostly just Jiangning Prefecture.

Even if Xu Qing helped Chen Fu in land registration in East Mountain Province, it was merely making the data on the Yellow Book look good which, of course, aided future taxation, but whether it truly benefitted the common people, that was another question.

In Jiangning Prefecture, being able to properly carry out land registration according to rules, besides Xu Qing's prestige, also had much to do with the key members of the Recovery Society personally supervising, and Xu Qing integrating and founding many workshops there benefited the nobles.

The profits from growing food were incomparable to those from the workshops.

Even if the Officials imposed heavy taxes on the workshops.

These were the rules set by Xu Qing.

Regardless of how much the officials from the government might embezzle from these business taxes, under no circumstances were these nobles allowed any clever ideas about it.

Xu Qing personally drew a red line here; any noble who violated it would be directly kicked out without any consideration for personal feelings.