When they were attacked, the Pu Ban City was incomparably quiet and peaceful.
Ying Yunpeng held his hands behind his body, slowly walking in the clean and tidy Ten Sun Market.
The Ten Sun Market, as the name implied, was a market opened by the Ten Sun Country in the Pu Ban City.
The Ten Sun Country was the most powerful human country in the Eastern Wasteland, and tens of thousands of different sized clans were its appendages. With its great power, the Ten Sun Country had monopolized over fifty percent of the Eastern Wasteland specialties trading in the Pu Ban City.
All kinds of spices, giant woods, medicinal herbs, precious jade, which were produced by the Eastern Wasteland, could be found everywhere in the Ten Sun Market. Pearls, hawksbill turtles, corals, clams and other treasures that came from the Eastern Ocean outside the Eastern Wasteland were piled up like sand in the Ten Sun Market.
Beautiful mermaid girls, proud dragon girls, strong aquatic warriors, powerful sea beasts, female slaves and private warriors, all kinds of slaves could be found in the Ten Sun Market. Even some forbidden things, such as the bones of giant dragons, armors made from the scales of pure-blood dragons, strong bows made from dragon bones and dragon tendons, could be bought in the Ten Sun Market.
Ying Yunpeng was the Master Elder sent by the Ten Sun Country to the Ten Sun Market, and was fully responsible for all trades in the Ten Sun Market. With Ying Yunpeng's tough and tactful ways, the Ten Sun Market had been thriving, bringing great profits to the Ten Sun Country and Ying Yunpeng himself.
Added with the fact that Ying Yunpeng was also an elder of the Magi Palace and a minister of the human emperor, with all these titles added together, even if Ying Yunpeng slightly stomped his foot in the Ten Sun market, the entire Ten Sun market, along with a small half of the entire Pu Ban city, would shake slightly.
The road, which could accommodate ten chariots driving side by side, was paved with a thick layer of white sand. All the white sand was transported here from the east coast of the Ten Sun Country. The white sand, which was worthless in the Eastern Wasteland, was transported to the Pu Ban City after a long and arduous journey. A cart of white sand was worth a jade coin.
Instead of sand, the ground was covered with large piles of coins.
Walking on the soft white sand road, Ying Yunpeng's mood was even better. He smiled proudly, and nodded to the shop owners who were smiling and greeting him from time to time.
Walking on the fifty miles long road, Ji Hao saw a ten-miles squared city. The hundreds of zhang-wide stream surrounded the city, and on the fence wall that was no taller than ten zhang-tall, warriors of the Ten Sun Country were walking back and forth, holding longbows and wearing soft armors.
Along the bridge, Ying Yunpeng walked into the town. Wherever he passed by, countless people of the Ten Sun Country who lived in the town bowed and saluted him. Ying Yunpeng's smile grew brighter and brighter, his chest puffed up high, and he affectionately patted the heads of a few children who ran past him while laughing.
Looking at those children, Ying Yunpeng couldn't help but think proudly, 'Indeed, the Ten Sun Country's fengshui is very good, it's good for nurturing people. Even the children of the Ten Sun Country have rounder heads than the children of the other clans, and look more beautiful.'
Walking eastward from the gate of the walled city, at the easternmost side of the walled city was a house that occupied an area of several hundred acres. The broad hall, which was built with logs, stretched out layer by layer. Between the halls were towering watchtowers, and every watchtower was guarded by an elite Eastern Wasteland archer.
Crisp bird cries came from high up in the sky. Dozens of rocs and falcons were hovering above the house. With these sharp feathered animals on duty, not even a single insect would be able to sneak into this yard.
Ying Yunpeng walked into the house, and two beautiful maids hurriedly walked over, politely kneeled down and saluted to him.
"Eh, to Master Candle Dragon." Ying Yunpeng snorted slightly, and his smiling face suddenly turned dark. He reached out his hand and carelessly stroked the pretty face of one of the maids.
The two maids hurriedly stood up and quickly led the way. They brought Ying Yunpeng into the depths of the house and finally came to a lonely little building that was surrounded by metal walls and watchtowers. It was so tightly wrapped that not even a drop of water could pass through.
As soon as Ying Yunpeng entered the building, he saw two dried corpses lying on a huge black stone slab in the middle of the building. One of them was an old man, nearly twenty feet tall, with a strange face and a flickering lamp on top of his head. He was studying the two dried corpses carefully, inch by inch. Ying Yunpeng walked into the small building and walked into the building.
Standing behind the old man, who was much taller than himself, Ying Yunpeng grinned embarrassedly and said, "Master Candle Dragon."
Master Candle Dragon slowly straightened his body, and his head nearly touched the ceiling. When he turned around, he could see that his face was like that of a dragon. There were two fist-sized bone protrusions on his forehead, and there were only two golden flames in his deep-set eyes. It was impossible to see what his eyes looked like.
Taking a deep breath, Master Candle Dragon opened his mouth with a hoarse voice, "Little bird, you're here."
Ying Yunpeng grinned embarrassedly. He was extremely dissatisfied with being called 'little bird', but this Master Candle Dragon in front of him, Master Candle Dragon Gui, was one of the most famous elders in the Magi Palace. Back in the era of the three emperors of the humankind, Master Candle Dragon Gui had been serving in the Magi Palace.
Even though Ying Yunpeng was extremely dissatisfied, he dared not to show any disrespect to Master Candle Dragon Gui, who was less than a thousand years old.
Bowing politely to Master Candle Dragon Gui, Ying Yunpeng chuckled and said, "Master Candle Dragon, it's been nearly a month, have you found anything?"
Candle Dragon Gui took out a black wooden stick, swung his hand backward and lit one end of the stick above his head, which had been flickering from time to time. After that, he put the stick into his own mouth and started swallowing the dense and pungent smoke released by the burning stick. After swallowing a few mouthfuls of smoke, Master Candle Dragon Gui opened his mouth and let out a dense stream of smoke onto Ying Yunpeng's face, almost making Ying Yunpeng faint.
Thinking about that black wooden stick held in Master Candle Dragon Gui's hand, Ying Yunpeng's internal organs and face started twitching intensely, and he nearly puked out a mouthful of smoke.
Laughing embarrassedly, Ying Yunpeng took a few steps back and politely bowed to Master Candle Dragon Gui again.
"Very … strange, a death curse!" Master Candle Dragon Gui sat on the ground with his legs crossed, pulled off a withered hair from the head of a mummy, carefully put it in front of his nose and sniffed, then said, "The Magi Palace's warning magic formation didn't react at all."
"The defensive magic formation of their own rooms didn't react at all."
Throwing away the withered hair, Master Candle Dragon Gui swallowed two more mouthfuls of smoke, then took a pair of black triangular jade talismans from the waists of the two mummies and said, "What made me feel even more ashamed was that these talismans were bought from my nephews by your Ten Sun Country at a great price. These talismans are capable of fending off a deadly curse once."
Sighing slightly, Master Candle Dragon Gui continued blandly, "I am known as the number one curse-maker in the Magi Palace. Although those few nephews of mine are not as good as I am, they are ranked just behind me. However, the talismans made by them didn't react at all, which means these two kids were indeed cursed to death. "
Master Candle Dragon Gui then slightly patted his own face, let out a long sigh and said, "This old face of mine has no place to hide anymore. Therefore, Ying Yunpeng, if you dare to say a word about what happened to these two poor kids, I will curse you to death myself! "
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