Borrowing troops from the Celestial Court was reasonable, but it would be difficult to escape. If the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were stationed here, then Yang Jian would really suffer a great loss.
Borrowing troops from the Dragon Palace was purely based on his personal feelings. The Dragon Palace would definitely lend troops to him.
But using his father-in-law's troops to open up a territory was a little … embarrassing.
Therefore, after thinking about it, he could not make up his mind. Yang Jian looked at the twelve commanders behind him. These twelve young men and women of the Wu people were all looking at Yang Jian with anticipation.
They were conveying their eagerness to fight in front of Yang Jian. They wanted to prove themselves.
Yang Jian said in a low voice, "Find a place to hide near Mount Mei for now. I'll give you half a month to verify everything you've investigated."
"Yes," the twelfth commander replied, a little dejectedly.
A smile appeared on Yang Jian's stern face. The twelve commanders felt like they were bathed in a spring breeze. The nervousness and eagerness in their hearts were greatly alleviated.
"There's no need to rush. There will be a time for you to show your skills. When you're investigating here, be careful not to expose your tracks. Take these. "
Yang Jian took a jade pendant and casually cut it into twelve pieces. Each piece was wrapped with a Xuanqi.
"If you encounter any danger, crush this jade pendant. I will appear to save you."
Yu Luo hurriedly said, "Second Master, we don't have to …"
"To you, my word is an order," Yang Jian said indifferently. The twelve commanders hurriedly knelt down on one knee. They were all extremely nervous.
Yang Jian pursed his lips. He did not know why they were so afraid of him. Maybe it was because they did not meet often.
With a wave of his hand, the twelve commanders used their mystical techniques at the same time to hide themselves. They turned into twelve clouds of smoke and slowly floated toward the foot of Mount Mei.
Yang Jian was a little speechless. He did not know how much these twelve subordinates of his had learned while he was not around …
It must be Master's masterpiece. Other than Master, there was no one else.
He stood on the cloud for a while and used his divine perception to search for a few thousand miles. Then, he headed southeast.
One thousand and five hundred miles away from Mount Mei, at the edge of the Center Continent, there was a medium-sized city. The entire city was enveloped by a formation. There was a lot of demon aura around it. The city was like a reef in the territory of the demon race.
A human city?
Yang Jian couldn't help but mutter to himself.
The Six Friends of the Plum Mountain were his six powerful subordinates. They were also his sworn brothers. At this time, he still didn't know where they were.
The Mei Mountain had been occupied by the Demon Clan. Yang Jian had previously thought that his sworn brother couldn't possibly be the Demon Clan that he had been targeting all this time …
Perhaps, from the moment he saved his mother in the Heavenly Court, his fate was already different from the original Yang Jian. He would not be able to meet the six good friends that he should have met.
"Howling Celestial Dog, Three Pointed Double-Edged Blade, Mei Mountain Six Friends …"
Yang Jian mumbled to himself. His silhouette had already flown above the city. He turned his head to look in the direction of Mount Mei. This place and Mount Mei were separated by many mountains, but there was an inexplicable connection between them.
The city was a boiling cauldron of voices. There were hundreds of thousands of people in the city. Many figures were flying and patrolling in the sky. There were also several areas outside the city's protective formation that were heavily guarded. They wore standard armor and looked spirited.
Heaven-grade soldiers?
That did not seem to be the case, because the flags on the city walls were not the flags of the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals.
It was a plum blossom, blooming on the snow-white silk, as beautiful as blood.
"Mei …" Yang Jian seemed to have sensed something. He wrapped himself in Xuanqi and transformed himself into an ordinary bird. Then, he ignored the formation and flew into it.
After circling the city twice, he landed in the garden of a mansion and quietly observed the cultivators and mortals in the city.
This place was peaceful. The mortals lived a prosperous life. The grain fields outside the city were continuous, and there were cultivators stationed to guard them.
All the soldiers in the city, whether they were patrolling the mortal streets or the immortal soldiers who had achieved success in cultivation, had a "plum blossom" on their armor. It was still as beautiful as blood.
Family? Sect?
What was the meaning of a bloody plum blossom?
Yang Jian's curiosity was piqued, and he temporarily set aside his plans to conquer the Meishan Mountains. He allowed the twelve commanders to investigate the Demon Race's background, and he swaggered into the city to settle down.
There were a few auras of Daira Jinxian in the city. But for Yang Jian, a few Daira Jinxian were no longer a threat, unless it was a mighty figure like Taiyi's Uncle-Master.
The restaurant had always been a gathering place for people from all walks of life. It had always been the most conspicuous building in the city.
In this big city where mortals and immortals lived together with plum blossoms, a tall building stood at the intersection of the mortal streets and the cultivators' market. People came and went on the ground, and immortals flew in the sky. It was very lively.
Yang Jian did not fly in the sky. He walked into the door of the restaurant and swaggered to the corner of the lobby. He waved his hand, and the busy waiter ran over and bowed.
"Sir, what would you like to order? You look unfamiliar. "
"What do you have here?" Yang Jian leaned against the back of the chair, a little "lazy", like a son of a rich family who went out to play. He even said, "I'm a picky eater. If the food and wine are not to my liking, don't blame me for going out and ruining your reputation."
The waiter hurriedly patted his chest and promised. When Yang Jian directly took a piece of gold and put it on the table, the waiter's eyes turned green.
Yang Jian said, "Give me eight dishes. Pick the most expensive one in your restaurant."
"Okay …" The waiter agreed, but he said in a low voice, "Sir, the most expensive dishes are not bought with gold and silver."
"Oh? Then what are they used for? "
"Sir, as you can see, our Nine Layer Immortal Brew has a total of nine floors. We, hehe, are the lower three floors. There are also the middle three floors and the upper three floors."
Yang Jian frowned. He was displeased. "A shabby restaurant like this has so many tricks. What's the difference between the upper three floors and the middle three floors?"
"Sir, you're not a local, right?" The waiter's eyes flickered.
Yang Jian nodded indifferently. "I came here with my master a few days ago. To tell you the truth, I'm also a Daoist who cultivates talisman water."
The waiter smiled a little awkwardly. "Then why don't you go to the middle three floors …"
"Have you never seen a cultivator who can't fly?" Yang Jian asked coldly. His expression was very unfriendly. The waiter hurriedly apologized.
Yang Jian asked about the rules of this place again. The waiter hesitated, but after Yang Jian threw the gold cake into his arms, he told him the truth.
This city was really called 'Plum City'. The city lord's surname was Mei, and there were more than ten ancient Daoist families in the city that all served the Mei family.
This restaurant was the property of the Mei family. The upper, middle, and lower floors were used to entertain different kinds of guests. The lower floor was for mortals, the middle was for cultivators, and the upper floor was for immortals. It was said that the highest floor was only opened when the city lord personally entertained guests.
"I see a lot of demonic energy in the northwest of this place. There are also many demons around this city. Why don't you move the city a little further south? "
"Demons?" The waiter felt inexplicably indignant when he mentioned this word. He said righteously, "If we retreat, won't this place be occupied by demons? If we are all afraid of demons invading, will there still be a place for us humans to live? "
Yang Jian rubbed the space between his eyebrows and apologized. He did not expect to be lectured by a waiter in such a righteous manner.
This showed how extraordinary Plum City was.
"Demons can eat humans," Yang Jian said. "Those cultivators who come and go might be fine, but mortals like you, aren't you afraid?"
"To tell you the truth, my family has been here for the 28th generation. I've seen many demons." The waiter chuckled. "The demons can't enter the city. There are so many immortals in the city. There is no place in the world that is more stable than this. Sir, please wait for a moment. I'll go and order your food. "
"Go. If the food doesn't taste good, you still have to return the thing in your hand to me."
"Don't worry!"
The waiter shouted and jogged away with the gold cake.
Yang Jian listened attentively. Every sentence and every word that was said in this tall building entered his ears.
"It seems that the Celestial Court has sent an envoy to recruit us again. They even promised us the position of Grand General in front of the City Lord's palace. I wonder if the City Lord will agree this time."
"Hey, that so-called Grand General in front of the palace is for you to listen to orders outside the palace without any troops or power. Do you remember Perfected Lord Erlang saving his mother? At that time, the Celestial Court gave Perfected Lord Erlang the title of Grand Marshal in front of the palace. Guess what? "
"What else could it be? Who doesn't know that Perfected Lord Erlang reprimanded Venus Taibai?"
Right, there were people talking about him.
Yang Jian extracted a lot of information from all of them.
Firstly, this place was a vanguard in the fight against the demons. Every year, many people with the righteousness to eliminate demons came to join. Whenever there was a war here, many immortal sects in the northwest of the Middle Continent would send people to help.
He also heard a lot of rumors about Brother Lü Chunyang.
Secondly, the demons saw Plum City as a thorn in their flesh. There would be a war almost every hundred years. There was a bloody war a few decades ago. There were countless casualties and the demons also suffered heavy losses. It was said that later on, there was a fight between Demi-Saint level powerhouses.
Thirdly …
"General! It's him! "
Yang Jian was thinking leisurely when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, but this time it was a little sharp.
He turned his head and saw that it was the waiter who had just taken his gold coins. At this moment, he was hiding behind a tall and sturdy man in immortal armor. He pointed at Yang Jian and said, "He asked me many things about the city just now, and he looks unfamiliar. I've never seen him before. He might be the spy of the Demon Clan!"
Looking at the general, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had thick arms and big feet. He carried two big sabers on his back. His magical power was as vast as the sea. Although he didn't know what his cultivation level was, he was definitely someone who could fight well.
"You!" The general walked forward and crossed his arms. Then, he thought of something and shouted at the lobby, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and leave! Otherwise, I'll hurt your arms and legs when I fight! "
The diners in the lobby dispersed and rushed out of the restaurant. The street gradually became noisy.
Yang Jian picked up a cup of fragrant tea and took a sip. He said, "There are hundreds of thousands of humans in this city. You just haven't seen me. How can you be sure that I'm a spy?"
The general sneered and said, "Is that so? Since you're a citizen of the city, then show me your token! "
"Token? Oh, I forgot to bring it. "
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, a bright saber fell from the sky and split the wooden table in front of Yang Jian.
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