At the entrance of a luxurious inn within the imperial city.
Tang Yin was solemnly standing at the entrance with a longsword in his arms. His entire being was extremely grim as he stared into the distance. The surging true energy circulating around his body appeared to be overflowing with colors in the dark night.
Behind him, a pillar of true energy soared into the sky and emitted a surging aura. He knew that his gluttonous master had made a breakthrough. However, he was also having a headache. Tang Yin was well aware of the current situation within the imperial city. Only his master would make such a high-profile breakthrough at a time like this.
Wasn't this clearly telling others that he was going to cause trouble?
What did it mean for a seventh grade Battle-Saint to appear within the imperial city? The crown prince and King Yu would be completely envious. Experts were equivalent to resources and were the guarantee for their ascension to the throne.
As expected, Tang Yin focused his attention and lightly exhaled as he gazed at the tall and sturdy figure walking through the air.
"The guardian of the Light Wind Empire, seventh grade Battle-Saint … Xiao Meng?" Tang Yin stared at Xiao Meng. This was his first time seeing this legendary figure.
Beside Tang Yin, his junior sister Lu Xiaoxiao actually stood up as well. She was somewhat timidly standing behind him, which made him feel rather warm inside.
"May I know who you are and why have you come to my imperial city?"
Before he even arrived, Xiao Meng's dignified voice had already descended. It was as if an invisible pressure had landed on Tang Yin's body, causing his body to slightly tremble.
"I am a disciple of the Celestial Arcanum Sect. The three of us have no ill intentions in coming to the imperial city. Please rest assured, general." Tang Yin was neither servile nor overbearing as he clenched his fist and said to Xiao Meng, who was walking through the air.
Xiao Meng stood with his hands behind his back as he slowly walked forward step by step. His sleeves fluttered in the wind and soon, he landed in front of Tang Yin with a solemn expression.
"Celestial Arcanum Sect? The Celestial Arcanum Sect actually dispatched a seventh grade Battle-Saint to my Light Wind Empire on the eve of His Majesty's passing. You're telling me you have no ill intentions? Do you think I'll believe you? "Xiao Meng lightly said with the corners of his mouth curled up as if he was sneering.
Tang Yin was truly suffering in silence. They really did not have any ill intentions and only came to the imperial city for the Phoenix Blood Herb in senior Bu Fang's possession … Tang Yin was also helpless since the situation had developed to this point.
It was all because of his gluttony. Tang Yin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If his gluttonous master hadn't eaten all the dishes in the store, wouldn't everything have been fine?
Under the pressure that Xiao Meng deliberately released, Tang Yin could only emphasize that they had no ill intentions.
The pillar of True Qi within the inn was rapidly shrinking. Evidently, the person inside had completed his breakthrough and was beginning to withdraw his aura. Very quickly, the pillar of light completely disappeared...
Da da da.
The crisp sound of footsteps could be heard as Zhao Musheng, draped in a crane cloak, slowly approached. His eyes were squinted and a smile appeared on his face.
"General Xiao, don't scare them. After all, they're guests from afar. It wasn't easy for the Tian Ji Sect's experts to appear in our imperial capital. As the host, we have to show them enough respect."
Zhao Musheng's voice was very gentle, with a kind of tactful way of handling matters. He was all smiles, making it hard for people to get angry.
However, Xiao Meng became angry when he saw Zhao Musheng's face. This old fox was actually a seventh grade Battle-Saint. Everyone had been deceived by him for so long … No wonder the emperor was so wary of Zhao Musheng when he was still alive. It turned out that he already knew this old fox was not simple.
For a seventh grade Battle-Saint to hide his cultivation level for so many years, what was his true identity? What was his goal? Xiao Meng was clueless.
Therefore, Xiao Meng did not have the slightest bit of goodwill toward Zhao Musheng.
The pressure on Tang Yin's body increased. An empire general and the empire's Minister of the Left were both people of noble status. The invisible pressure emitted by them made him tremble uncontrollably.
Just as Tang Yin was feeling the immense pressure, the door behind him suddenly opened. A gust of true energy that was like a cool breeze brushed past, dispersing the pressure on Tang Yin's body like melting snow.
A figure wrapped in a large robe walked out from within.
"Master," Tang Yin and Lu Xiaoxiao hurriedly shouted.
Xiao Meng and Zhao Musheng also looked over and saw a woman wearing a veil.
Zhao Musheng's pupils constricted. He immediately recognized the identity of this woman and was slightly surprised … The Celestial Arcanum Sect's third elder. This was an extremely noble status. What exactly was her purpose in coming to the imperial city?
Xiao Meng narrowed his eyes as he looked at this woman. The surging waves of true energy had yet to dissipate, but it made him feel a trace of danger. This woman … was not simple.
"Zhao Musheng, long time no see … The uncle from back then has already grown into the grandpa of today," Ni Yan said with a faint smile.
Zhao Musheng withdrew his gaze. The corners of his mouth curled up as he sighed, "The little girl from back then has also become a person of noble status. The Celestial Arcanum Sect is indeed not simple."
"What business do you have in my imperial city?" Xiao Meng asked with a frown. The other party seemed to be very familiar with Zhao Musheng. Could it be that Zhao Musheng was also a member of the Celestial Arcanum Sect?
Ni Yan's devastatingly beautiful eyes turned and landed on Xiao Meng. The smile on her face also disappeared. Then, she raised her finger, pointed at Zhao Musheng, and said to Xiao Meng: "Whatever he is doing in the imperial city, we are here … to do."
"Pfft …" When Zhao Musheng heard this, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Even after so many years, this girl was still as fond of stirring up trouble as before. Her words directly dragged him down with her.
Below, Tang Yin and Lu Xiaoxiao were dumbstruck. What was their master saying? Wasn't their purpose in coming to the imperial city purely for the Phoenix Blood Herb? When did they have another purpose?
"Don't spout nonsense. This old man has been in the imperial city all these years and all the way to the position of Minister of the Left was to serve the empire. Don't slander me." Zhao Musheng chuckled and waved his hand, indicating that his purpose in coming to the imperial city was very simple.
Xiao Meng chuckled. Who would believe Zhao Musheng's nonsense?
"What? Old man Zhao? You think I'm wrong? Then why don't we have a fight and whoever wins will be right. How about it? "Ni Yan cheerfully said as she looked at Zhao Musheng with her large eyes.
The corners of Zhao Musheng's mouth twitched as he shook his head. He turned around and left, not wanting to stay for too long.
"My old bones can't take any more torment."
Xiao Meng gave Ni Yan a profound glance. Ni Yan was naturally not afraid. Even though Xiao Meng was the guardian of the Light Wind Empire, she was not afraid at all. After all, Ni Yan, who had just made a breakthrough, was still very confident.
Xiao Meng left and did not bother Ni Yan for too long.
After Xiao Meng left, a domineering aura gradually appeared in Ni Yan's large eyes. She swept her gaze across the surroundings and then her melodious female voice resounded through the surroundings of the inn.
"All the cats and dogs in the surroundings, scram! Don't bother me, I don't want to see anyone! "
The faces of King Yu and the crown prince, who were rushing over, immediately darkened … This female Battle-Saint seemed to have a rather violent temper.
...
Bu Fang, who had just climbed onto his bed and was about to sleep, was suddenly awakened by the reverberating voice. He rubbed his eyes in confusion. Why did this voice sound so familiar? However, after giving it some thought, he could not figure out what it was. Hence, Bu Fang continued to sleep. He was exhausted from cooking an elixir cuisine.
The first elixir cuisine was a failure without any suspense. It was not because the cooked elixir was inedible, but because it was different from what Bu Fang expected. He did not fully utilize the medicinal effects of the elixir cuisine and also made some mistakes when channeling true energy into it.
There was only one set of ingredients provided by Xiao Yue, so no mistakes could be made. Therefore, Bu Fang had to sum up today's mistakes and strive for success the next day.
At daybreak the next day, the imperial city began its busy day.
Within the imperial palace, many eunuchs and palace maids were busily making arrangements in the majestic Main Hall. In two days, it would be the day of the emperor's funeral. There were some things that needed to be prepared and the atmosphere was somewhat solemn.
Outside the Gate of Heavenly Mystery, Ji Chengxue, who was wearing a plain robe, was slowly walking toward the Main Hall with a complicated expression in his eyes.
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