The Moon Pass tickets... Heh heh... The horse bandits exchanged wry, silent glances. What more needed to be said about Qian Jin's fighting strength? What more needed to be said about Qian Jin's reputation? What more needed to be said about Qian Jin's influence? Even compared to Yi, in every aspect besides personal combat prowess, who could measure up to Qian Jin?

Moreover, Qian Jin was so young now, with limitless possibilities stretching before him! When Yi was at Qian Jin's age, he probably couldn't even compare to a single finger of Qian Jin, could he?

"You win..." Di Chaduo, supported by the others, walked into the ruins, his face ashen as he stared at Qian Jin. "This bandit group, you call the shots. ##Biquge Novel Reading Must Go Here##"

Qian Jin stepped forward and gently touched Di Chaduo's body. Everyone watched the young leader curiously. Did this young commander... The horse bandit leaders all sucked in a cold breath, their gazes intentionally or unintentionally falling upon Chekforlit. They felt their speculation was highly likely. That warrior didn't look overly powerful, but his appearance... was so handsome that even women would feel inferior. Perhaps Qian Jin and this man... Chekforlit felt the ambiguous gazes of the bandit leaders, the veins in his temples twitching repeatedly. His wrist instantly pressed against the weapon at his waist, brimming with the urge to draw his blade and cleave all these bandit leaders in two.

"I say, Handsome Che," Duan Feng Bu'er said with a sly grin, slapping Qian Jin's shoulder. "It's only because you look so effeminate that others get the wrong idea, can't blame them for thinking that..."

"Scram!"

Chekforlit’s saber let out a sharp, howling cry as it shot out from his waist. Duan Feng Bu'er flinched and rapidly leaped backward, dodging the attack that could have cleaved him in half. He repeatedly clapped his chest. "Close one, close one."

Chekforlit sheathed his saber and coldly swept his gaze over the bandit leaders. That flash of brilliant blade light just now served as a reminder to everyone: this man, whose handsomeness could make women jealous, was also ruthless when he acted. He was the type to draw his blade and strike if he disliked something.

"Three Dou Qiaos injured, one Dou Meridian..." Qian Jin scratched his head, frowning deeply. "Broken bones are easy to mend, but these injuries are much trickier to treat. If they can't be healed properly, even if you manage to reawaken your bloodline power, it will cause a lot of long-term issues."

A flicker of realization crossed Di Chaduo's eyes. He suddenly remembered that Qian Jin was rumored to be the first choice for the Eternal Flow Potion Guild, even earning the deep respect of the guest elders of the Pan family. ##Biquge Novel Reading Must Go Here##

"I will concoct potions to treat you, but stop being robbing bandits in the future."

The horse bandit leaders froze again upon hearing Qian Jin's words. They all lived by robbing others; if they didn't rob, what would they eat?

"You can be mercenaries, or you can be guardians," Qian Jin mused. "Your strength is quite good; you could serve as guardians for the Luo family. Others can be the Luo family's household guards..."

The horse bandit leaders stared at Qian Jin in astonishment. In the span of a short time, they had transitioned from bandits to guards and household retainers? Forget it! You are the leader of the bandit group; whatever you say goes! As long as they weren't defecting to a state power, the Bandit King wouldn't concern himself with this matter.

"Also..." Qian Jin fell into thought again and said, "That Void Soul Dou Technique you used just now... can you teach it to me?"

What? The horse bandit leaders truly realized that their new leader's mind worked differently from others. He truly was the 'Madman Qian' rumored outside—beating someone up severely, and then immediately turning around to ask for their secret Void Soul Dou Technique?

Although the Void Soul Dou Technique of the Nightmare Bloodline couldn't be learned by just anyone, asking for it so openly was still a bit presumptuous, wasn't it?

Di Chaduo was also slightly surprised. Did Qian Jin not know this was a bloodline-specific Dou Technique?

"I can teach it to you, but I will require an exchange of some sort," Di Chaduo looked at Qian Jin. "I heard rumors that you are a Forgemaster...?"

"You heard the rumors wrong," Duan Feng Bu'er interjected, sticking his mouth out. "My comrade isn't just a Forgemaster; he is an all-element Forgemaster, more formidable than any grand master! He can even forge Soul Weapons..."

Di Chaduo nodded slowly. Although he had heard rumors about Qian Jin forging a Soul Weapon to help Fabreidis ascend to Sainthood, the news was so shocking it was hard to accept. Latest chapters search: Biquge

Seeing Qian Jin's appearance, and considering his young age, Di Chaduo had doubted whether the rumors had been exaggerated. Now, it seemed those stories were not exaggerated at all.

"I need a set of top-grade equipment! A complete set, all at the Dou Weapon level!" Di Chaduo looked at Qian Jin earnestly. He had finally encountered such a Forgemaster; how could he set his demands too low? As for whether Qian Jin could learn the Void Soul Dou Technique, that was Qian Jin's problem, not his concern.

"Deal!" Qian Jin shrugged dismissively. "I'll get you a set of that equipment as soon as possible. Can you give me the practice method for your Dou Technique first?"

"Deal!" Di Chaduo was even more direct, pulling out a handwritten notebook from his bosom. Clearly, this was not the original manuscript; the genuine article was probably enshrined in the home of a Bloodline Martial Warrior.

Qian Jin quickly flipped through a few pages, casually combining his internal Wind and Cloud Dou Qi, and found that there shouldn't be any major issues. He immediately placed it into his Dou Realm.

With the Void Soul, the Celestial God Possession, combined with any Dou Technique cast simultaneously, Qian Jin was confident he could stand toe-to-toe with a Dou Soul expert without falling behind.

"Commander, will we get to share the Dou Weapons?"

A horse bandit leader asked in a small voice.

Qian Jin nodded. "You will, but if you use the Dou Weapons I give you to rob others, I will not only take the weapons back, but I will also..."

"Don't worry, Commander," the bandit said with a teasing smile. "We bandits' words count for more than politicians'. By the way, Commander. If we run into the Lei family's merchant caravan, are we not allowed to rob them either?"

Qian Jin paused, stunned. Even outside the frontier fortress, everyone knew about his feud with the Lei family. It seemed this incident had made him famous indeed.

"Rob them!" Duan Feng Bu'er immediately roared. "You are bandits! How can you be polite to the Lei family when you meet them? Rob them! You must rob them!"

Qian Jin nodded slightly. Although he didn't know where the Lei family was now, if they truly managed to recover, it would cause a lot of trouble for the Luo family.

The Second Bandit Group of the Frontier Fortress had a new leader.

The news swept through the major powers of the frontier like a whirlwind once more.

The leader of the Second Bandit Group was named Qian Jin. This news, like some extinguished magic, once again drew attention and shock from everyone.

How come this 'Madman Qian' was appearing everywhere?

That's right. This young man, who rose rapidly like a comet, was a complete lunatic.

Would a normal person go to the frontier to become a bandit? Would a normal person accept command of the second-largest bandit faction in the frontier? Did any normal person dare to say to the former leader of the Second Bandit Group, "Be my shadow"?

Who was Yi? Although he wasn't as powerful as Ba Huang Wu Sheng, he was still an immensely proud warrior. Even if Ba Huang Wu Sheng had made such a demand of him, he might have drawn his weapon and fought the Bandit King to the death.

Yet, such a proud man had become Qian Jin's shadow. This young man truly was too insane; he lived up to the title of 'Madman Qian.'

'Do not provoke Madman Qian'—this message spread even wider across the frontier, and similar warnings even began circulating among the Demon race.

That brat had once infiltrated the Demon territory and killed members of the Dark Division, and he was still living prosperously today. If you provoked such a lunatic, dying was one thing, but what if he didn't die... Too many people had already paid the price for surviving his wrath.

Luo Family Merchant Caravans! There were bandits within the Demon territory, and there were treacherous Demon merchants engaging in 'black-on-black' crimes. Now, these factions seriously began to consider whether it was truly safe to rob the Luo family's caravans. What if that Madman Qian was brought here? After all, he hadn't been shy about killing demons inside the Demon realm before...

Qian Jin listened to the news brought by the bandits, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry. His temper was actually quite good, wasn't it? How had he become a bloodthirsty butcher in the mouths of these people and the demons—someone who couldn't eat unless he butchered two people or killed two demons before every meal?

He had just returned from the Second Bandit Group to the First Bandit Group and already heard so much news.

Qian Jin looked at the taciturn Zhen Ce rocking his folding fan beside him and gently shook his head. This Crown Prince seemed to enjoy this sort of activity; he must have secretly helped spread the news so quickly.

"Qian Jin, you're finally back."

After a few days apart, Te Jiao Fei seemed to have gained even more weight than before, his body trembling with every jump, his face beaming with joy.

Several passing bandits saw Te Jiao Fei and quickly gave him a wide berth, their eyes betraying a hint of apprehension.

Qian Jin was first stunned by the reaction of the crowd, then he understood what the chubby fellow had been doing. Last time, when he merely learned one Dou Technique, the bandit group was unsettled for days. Now that this fatty had condensed a Dou Soul, could he really stay quiet?

"What is it?" Qian Jin asked, feeling somewhat curious and even a little excited, looking at Te Jiao Fei. "No one wants to spar with Uncle? Planning to test your skills against me instead?"

The smile on Te Jiao Fei's face faltered slightly. After carefully studying Qian Jin for a long time, he finally shook his head and sighed. "Forget it. Although I really wanted revenge for you knocking me down twice, I've seriously reconsidered. I won't fight you."

Qian Jin stared at Te Jiao Fei in surprise. What this chubby guy said was truly unexpected. Judging by his demeanor just now, he clearly intended to fight.

"You're not normal, kid," Te Jiao Fei said seriously. "When you fought me during the Nine Battles of Demon Slaying, you, a mere peak Golden Dou Heart, could fight a whole group. Now that you're a Golden Dou Heart, who knows how strong you are? I heard you severely injured Di Chaduo, the Nightmare Bloodline Martial Warrior who possessed a Void Soul Dou Technique, with just one punch."

"It wasn't exactly a severe injury..." Di Chaduo stepped out from behind Qian Jin, his arm heavily bandaged, his face still rather pale, and a slight awkwardness lingering around his eyebrows.

(To be continued) RA