I Have No Qualifications, The System Asked Me To Marry A Wife To Practice

The situation is already very clear.

As a member of the monopolistic interest group in Qizhou Prefecture, the bandits must be eradicated!

The officials and soldiers of Nanping City marched out of the city gate in a grand manner, performing the act of exterminating the bandits in front of the onlookers. The disciples of the three major sects and the scattered cultivators from the Chu family were all riding on their mounts, following behind Chu Shen and heading towards the bandits' base according to the intelligence.

The outcome of this battle between cultivators is crucial.

"Young Master Chu, your method is truly effective. After investigating some suspicious targets, we found that many of the cultivators from the families of these targets have significantly reduced their offerings, which is highly likely to be a part of the bandits."

"We also checked several sects that are close to these suspicious targets and compared the data of their external purchases before and after the appearance of the bandits. We found that many people are missing."

"Based on this data, the number of cultivators among the bandits is at least fifty."

While on the march, a disciple from the Taiping Sect came to report the latest intelligence information.

Chu Shen nodded and estimated in his heart, saying, "This number should be even higher. We will double it. We must always be prepared for unexpected situations. It's better to overestimate than to be caught off guard."

"Isn't doubling it a bit too much?"

Chu Shen asked in return, "The three major sects in Nanping City alone can gather nearly a hundred cultivators. The sects in the prefectural city have even more. Can we obtain 1,048?"

The disciple from the Taiping Sect understood after hearing this, "If that's the case, shouldn't the actual number of our opponents be based on the total number of cultivators from the suspicious sects?"

Chu Shen said, "Not many people would be willing to let go of their grudges and become bandits, so I used the number of disciples from those sects who became bandits as a reference and assumed that other sects would also have a similar number of participants. That's how I came to this conclusion."

The arrogance of cultivators determines that there won't be too many people willing to become bandits. His doubling of the number is just to be prepared for the worst-case scenario.

Others finally understood his considerations. It makes sense. Why would disciples from other sects become bandits when they have a promising future in their own sects?

During the conversation, the team had already approached the bandits' hideout mentioned in the intelligence report, Ying'e Mountain.

The name of this place is a bit funny, but the terrain is very steep and dangerous. It is named after the shape of a goose's forehead. The bandit's stronghold is located in these mountains, defending it from the dangerous terrain.

To everyone's surprise, the cultivators in the bandit stronghold were not waiting for them on the mountain, but instead had formed a formation at the foot of the mountain, waiting for them.

Looking at the opponent's formation, which consisted of about a hundred people, it was almost the same as Chu Shen had estimated. Everyone was amazed at his accurate calculation and looked at him.

Chu Shen looked at the opposing formation and raised an eyebrow. He stepped forward and said, "Who can come out and talk?"

A sickly-looking man with a pale yellow complexion came out from the opposing team, but no one dared to underestimate him. Just by looking at the colorful giant tiger under his crotch, they knew he was not an ordinary person.

The sickly man clasped his hands in a salute and said lightly, "You must be Chu Shen, the outsider from Nanping City. I have heard of your name for a long time, and it is an honor to meet you today."

Chu Shen returned the gesture and said, "Judging by your demeanor, you don't seem like the kind of bandit who commits atrocities. Why are you associating with those bandits who pretend to be members of the Ma Yi Sect?"

The sickly man sighed, "Life is unpredictable, and any unnecessary explanations are futile. Why bother asking, sir? Today, my fellow practitioners and I have set up this formation to have a good fight with you. Regardless of the outcome, it will be satisfying."

"As for other matters, they are beyond my control, and I am no longer interested. If you win, you can take them away as you please. If you lose, then everything is off the table."

"I wonder what your intentions are, sir?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a family of three was pushed out from the formation.

Chu Shen looked over and saw that it was none other than Qian Bumou.

Looking at the opposing formation and the cultivators within it, each with a gloomy and determined expression, he knew that this was a team that had lost hope.

He didn't know why these people had ended up like this, nor did he want to know. He waved his hand, and the disciples of the three major sects formed their own formations, while the scattered Chu family cultivators gathered behind him. He asked, "As you wished, may I ask for your honorable name?"

The sick husband also had someone take his wife and child down with him, saying, "Just call me Wubing."

"Wubing?"

"I think you're seriously ill!"

Chu Shen said in a deep voice, "So, Brother Wubing, please make your move. How do you want to fight?"

Wubing smiled and remained silent.

In the midst of it all, a strong man came running out, carrying a sword as big as a door, and shouted, "I am Xu Song from Mang Mountain. Who will fight me to the death?"

On Chu Shen's side, a fierce man from the Yunshan Sword Sect shouted, "I am Liu Chang from the Yunshan Sword Sect. I want to learn from your skills!"

Xu Song laughed heartily, "Good man, let's fight!"

Amidst the loud shouts, Xu Song and Liu Chang, both at the ninth level of Qi Refining, with innate strength, and using giant swords, fought fiercely, creating a scene of flying sand and rolling stones.

Then, another middle-aged man, resembling a scholar, came out from the opposing formation, holding a feather duster, and bowed, saying, "This humble Daoist, Wunianzi, would like to learn from Fellow Daoist."

He was also at the ninth level of Qi Refining, already a accomplished cultivator, and had a righteous appearance. Chu Shen became even more puzzled, "Fellow Daoist, you don't seem like a wicked person. How did you end up associating with thieves?"

Wunianzi lowered his head, "It is fate. Since I have fallen into this predicament, I must face it."

Knowing that he couldn't persuade him, Chu Shen shook his head and looked behind him.

A middle-aged man from the Taiping Sect stepped forward, "Xie Wei from the Taiping Sect. I am also at the ninth level of Qi Refining. I won't take advantage of you. Let's have a match."

Wunianzi bowed again before engaging in a fight with Xie Wei, just like flowing water.

Afterwards, more people from Wubing's side kept coming forward to challenge, and Chu Shen's side also had people accepting the challenges. They fought in different places, dispersing around the area.

Although most of them are Qi Refining cultivators, they are using various methods and techniques to engage in intense battles.

Almost half of the cultivators on both sides have gone to fight one-on-one, and the remaining majority are Qi Refining disciples at the sixth level. Wu Bing then said, "The sixth level of Qi Refining is a threshold for cultivators. Below the sixth level, there is not much difference between us cultivators and ordinary people. Above the sixth level, ordinary people can no longer resist us. At this stage, we begin to step into the distinction between immortals and mortals. Since those above the sixth level each have their own opponents, let's see which of the Qi Refining disciples left behind are brave enough."

Chu Shen glanced at the opponents across from him. Although they had slightly more Qi Refining disciples at the sixth level, their side had the pills, talismans, and magical tools provided by Chu Shen himself, which made them capable of fighting. He nodded in agreement.

The Qi Refining disciples from both sides formed their formations and began to fight.

Chu Shen and Wu Bing still faced each other without making any moves.

Chu Shen asked the same question as before, "Judging by your demeanor, you don't seem like someone who disregards human life. So why are your hands stained with blood?"

Wu Bing sighed, "I've said it before, life is unpredictable. There are many things that I can't choose not to do even if I don't want to."

"But you are a cultivator."

"So what if I'm a cultivator? Don't tell me you really think that cultivators are different from ordinary people and don't have to abide by various constraints?" Wu Bing chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Chu Shen frowned, "Constraints? Curses, threats, or something else?"

Wu Bing laughed, "It seems like you're not a good person either."

Chu Shen shook his head, "One should not have the intention to harm others, but one should also not be without the intention to defend oneself."

Upon hearing this, Wu Bing was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "If I had known this truth earlier, maybe I would have taken a different path in life. But now it's too late... Don't blame me for bullying you."

With a burst of momentum, this seemingly sickly man turned out to be a Foundation Building cultivator!