Three days later, on the outskirts of Heaven Dou City.
It had to be said, the distance from Jialing Pass to Heaven Dou City was indeed quite close.
With Jin Mian flying at full speed and traveling at a steady pace,
it actually took less than three days to nearly reach the destination.
While passing through a forest,
he saw a small stream below.
Realizing he hadn't washed up for three days,
he knew that if he went to see Qian Renxue like this, she would surely mock him for being sloppy.
So, he took out a towel and a toothbrush from his storage soul tool and flew down to the stream.
After a quick wash,
just as Jin Mian was drying his face with the towel,
he suddenly sensed unfamiliar auras rapidly approaching from the surroundings.
Soon,
over a dozen burly men carrying sabers, spears, swords, and halberds burst out from the jungle.
The bandit Chief raised his saber and shouted at Jin Mian,
"Halt!"
"This mountain was opened by me! These trees were planted by me! If you want to pass through here, leave behind your life-buying money!"
The dozen or so bandits looked at Jin Mian with glaring eyes and rough faces, acting overbearingly.
They looked like they would take his life if he didn't give them money.
"..."
Jin Mian was completely speechless.
Highway robbery?
Good heavens, he never expected to encounter such a thing in his lifetime.
If this happened to an ordinary person,
they would probably be scared to death.
Their first instinct would definitely be to obediently hand over their money and then beg for a way to live.
But for Jin Mian,
not only was he not afraid in the slightest, he even found it somewhat novel.
Along the way, he had anticipated all sorts of accidents,
but he just hadn't expected to run into a robbery.
He did a rough scan.
The cultivation of these bandits was mostly at the Spirit Elder level.
A group of Spirit Elders robbing a Spirit Douluo!
This truly counted as "accidentally intruding upon the Imperial Family."
Jin Mian pointed at himself and asked, "Robbing who? Me? Are you sure?"
"Nonsense! If not you, then who else?"
"Do you see this great cleaver of mine?"
"If you don't want to die, hurry up and hand over the money!"
Jin Mian fumbled through his pockets for a long time.
Finally, he pulled out a handful of air: "Look, I have no money."
This scene made the bandits fume with rage.
Raising his saber, the Chief roared, "How dare you play with me!"
"Do you know who we are?"
"No idea," Jin Mian said, shaking his head.
Seeing that the other party actually didn't know who they were, the bandit said with a fierce look, "Prick up your ears and listen well! We are the Black Wind Stronghold that strikes fear into the hearts of all merchants!"
"Black Wind Stronghold? Never heard of it," Jin Mian continued to shake his head.
But in his heart, he was complaining that the name 'Black Wind Stronghold' was simply too cliché.
Couldn't they have some originality?
"Hmph!" The bandit snorted coldly and said ferociously, "You don't know? Then I'll let you find out today."
He raised his saber and pointed at Jin Mian: "Brothers, get him! Chop this kid into mincemeat!"
But just as his voice fell,
only a 'Bang!' of a gunshot was heard!
A bullet, carrying a sharp whistling sound, accurately blew off the head of the Black Wind Stronghold's Chief.
This sudden scene
caught the other bandits off guard.
Jin Mian turned his head and spoke slowly with a kind smile: "I have no money, but I have plenty of 'peanuts' instead, and since I am a very generous person, I'll treat you to as many as you like."
"Big Brother!!!"
"Brothers, everyone together, kill this kid for me!"
"Kill!"
Seeing their big brother killed,
the rest of the Black Wind Stronghold bandits all rushed forward.
Seeing these fools who didn't know death was coming still daring to brandish their weapons,
a flash of sharpness crossed Jin Mian's eyes.
He immediately activated his Martial Soul True Body!
As eight Soul Rings descended from above,
the powerful pressure exclusive to a Spirit Douluo and several 100,000-year spirit rings instantly spread to the surroundings.
Seeing this scene,
the bandits who were still clamoring for revenge
were instantly scared into stopping their steps.
That terrifying pressure
suppressed them so much they didn't dare to make a single move.
"A... a Spirit Douluo!"
"It's over, we've kicked a steel plate today."
"What are you talking about! Run!"
Someone shouted loudly.
Only then did the crowd react.
In front of a Spirit Douluo, if they didn't hurry and slip away,
were they waiting for death?
Thinking of this,
these bandits turned and fled in all directions, scrambling in panic.
But how could Jin Mian let these guys who harmed the common people escape?
A gust of wind from his fist swept through,
and all the bandits turned into a mist of blood,
sprinkled among the mountain forests.
After finishing,
Jin Mian clapped his hands and took out a set of gear to change into.
Putting on a mask,
he assumed the identity of Xing Daorong
and flew towards Heaven Dou City.
As for why he didn't use his real identity,
there was no other way.
Back in the Elite Tournament, his performance had been far too eye-catching.
He had left a very deep impression on the people of the Tiandou Empire.
If he entered Heaven Dou City with his real identity,
it probably wouldn't be long before he was noticed.
After thinking it over,
the identity of Xing Daorong was more convenient.
Soon,
Jin Mian arrived at Heaven Dou City.
After entering the city,
he did not go to the Imperial Palace immediately.
Instead, he secretly went to the Spirit Hall Cathedral (Branch Hall).
He summoned the Platinum Bishop Salas,
because he wanted to ask about some matters.
Salas was currently drinking with a beautiful woman.
Upon learning that Jin Mian had come and specifically asked for him by name,
Salas was so frightened that he immediately sobered up.
His heart was filled with shock.
According to rumors, hadn't this ancestor gone out for training?
Why would he suddenly come here?
One must know,
this Jin Mian was the one in charge of the Hall of Worship.
He was someone who even dared to confront the current Supreme Pontiff to his face.
If Salas neglected him, he probably wouldn't even know how he died.
Thinking of this,
he couldn't care less about fine wine or beautiful women.
He hurriedly put on his clothes,
preparing to leave.
The beautiful woman accompanying him, seeing that Salas hadn't finished his wine and hadn't even done today's business before rushing to leave,
was immediately puzzled: "Bishop, it's just a little brat from the Main Hall, he doesn't even have a formal position, is there a need for you to be in such a hurry?"
"The last few bishops who came from the Main Hall were all rebuked by you until they lost their temper."
"This little brat is probably even easier to deal with, you can just send someone to dismiss him."
"Let's continue our game from last time."
"I even specially bought new clothes this time."
Usually, hearing this,
Salas would surely be beaming with joy.
But today, his expression was exceptionally serious.
He directly pushed the woman away and cursed: "Idiot, what do you know! Do you know what kind of great figure that 'little brat' you're talking about is? Even dozens of bishops added together wouldn't compare to him."
"I'm telling you, the reason he doesn't have a position is because he doesn't care for one at all."
"An official like me isn't even worthy of carrying his shoes!"
"In fact, with just one word, he could strip me of my title as Platinum Bishop."
"Ignorant thing, don't come looking for me starting from tomorrow."
After dropping those words,
Salas didn't dare to delay any longer.
He hurriedly jogged towards the Cathedral.
Leaving behind the dumbfounded woman, sitting there in a daze..."
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