The capital, Lord Pingnan's Mansion.
In a secret room, a graceful and luxurious middle-aged woman in her forties was talking to a middle-aged man with a scholarly aura.
"Send people to collect more treasures. The auction held by our Imperial family once in a hundred years can't be underestimated. Also, take my token to the warehouse and get 500 grams of copper essence for Master Zhao. Tell him to quickly refine that magic weapon and try to put it up for auction," the middle-aged woman ordered.
"Yes, Fifth Temple Master. I understand. I'll take my leave now." The middle-aged man nodded, bowed, and left.
As soon as the middle-aged man left, a graceful woman in a red dress quickly walked in.
"Seventh Aunt, good news, good news," the woman in the red dress said with joy.
She quickly walked in front of the middle-aged woman and handed her a notice.
"The Taiqing Palace's arrest warrant, Wang Changsheng? Why? Are you telling me to help the Taiqing Palace catch him? "The middle-aged woman glanced at the words on the notice and frowned.
"Hee hee, of course not. The Taiqing Palace has been suppressing our Imperial family. Of course, I won't help the Taiqing Palace. This Wang Changsheng is proficient in the art of charms. We can find him and ask him to help our Imperial family draw charms and teach the charms masters of our Imperial family how to make charms. What do you think?" The woman in the red dress smiled and suggested.
"Well, that's a good idea. If it weren't for this man, the Family Li might have joined our Imperial family. I'll order people to secretly look for him," the middle-aged woman nodded and said. Then she thought of something and said,
"By the way, according to our spy in the Taiqing Palace, a female cultivator in the Taiqing Palace has successfully formed her Gold Essence. You should learn from her and focus on your cultivation. You don't need to worry about other things for the time being."
"Got it, Seventh Aunt," the woman in the red dress agreed.
… ….
One year later, in a dense forest in the Guangman Mountain Range between Tianshan County and Wuyang County, Wuzhou.
More than ten tall men were roasting a wild boar around a bonfire. They were talking and laughing, and a carriage was parked not far away.
"Zhao Da, take this piece of roast meat to Young Master Ning," a middle-aged man with a firm face cut off a large piece of roast meat with a dagger, wrapped it in a lotus leaf, and handed it to a dark-faced man next to him. He then pointed at the carriage and instructed.
"No need, I'm not hungry. You guys can eat." A lazy voice came from the carriage.
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man wearing an eye patch walked out of the carriage. It was Wang Changsheng.
"Chief Chen, how long until we reach Martial Yang City?" Wang Changsheng asked the middle-aged man.
"Soon, we'll be there after passing through the three mountains in front," the middle-aged man said as he pointed at a large mountain in front of them.
Wang Changsheng looked up at the sky and nodded. He took out a leather pouch and threw it to the middle-aged man, saying, "Let's part here! I can walk the rest of the way by myself. This is the rest of the payment. "
After saying that, Wang Changsheng didn't wait for the middle-aged man to reply. He got on a horse and galloped towards the large mountain in front of them.
Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in dismay.
The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something. He opened the leather pouch and saw dozens of gold leaves inside.
Two hours later, Wang Changsheng stopped in front of a huge city.
The huge city in front of them was the provincial capital of Wuzhou, Martial Yang City.
Martial Yang City covered an area of tens of thousands of acres. Looking from afar, the winding city walls looked like a huge dragon lying on the border between the Great Song and the Eastern Tang, firmly guarding this important frontier fortress.
Martial Yang City was backed by mountains and water, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.
The city walls were more than twenty zhang high and were made from huge green stones that were several zhang long. Each of the green stones seemed to be cast from iron and were unshakable.
On the city walls, flags fluttered in the wind. Every ten zhang, one could see a fully-armed soldier monitoring everything that came and went, not letting go of even the slightest movement.
Outside the grand eastern gate, there was already a long line of people several li long.
The people lining up to enter the city were all merchants from the south and north. Most of them were citizens of the Great Song, while a small number were citizens of other countries.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng let out a sigh of relief. As long as he left Martial Yang City, he would no longer be in the Great Song's territory.
He reluctantly looked back. If he left the Great Song this time, he might not be able to return.
This was something that couldn't be helped. Both the Righteous Path and the Devil Path were looking for him. Staying in the Great Song would only lead to death. Leaving the Great Song would give him a chance of survival.
Wang Changsheng took a deep breath and fiercely cracked the whip on the horse's butt. The horse neighed and quickly rushed towards Martial Yang City.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng led the horse to the city gates. Several divine senses quickly swept past him.
Wang Changsheng was now at the peak of Foundation Establishment. Unless a cultivator at the Core Formation stage or higher used their divine sense, no one would be able to discover his true cultivation level.
After Wang Changsheng paid a sum of money, he entered the city.
There were many people on the streets, most of them merchants. In addition to mortals, Wang Changsheng also saw a few cultivators.
Considering that it was getting late, Wang Changsheng found an inn to stay in.
Early the next morning, Wang Changsheng left the inn and walked out of the city.
At this time, the sky had just brightened and there weren't many people leaving the city.
Under the lead of a middle-aged man dressed as a military officer, four soldiers checked the things that the people leaving the city were carrying. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, they let them go.
Soon, Wang Changsheng arrived in front of the middle-aged man.
Seeing Wang Changsheng's empty hands, the middle-aged man waved his hand, indicating for Wang Changsheng to go over.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's face lit up and he quickly walked over.
"Wait." The middle-aged man called out to Wang Changsheng. Two soldiers immediately stopped Wang Changsheng.
"Sir, is there a problem?" Wang Changsheng asked.
The middle-aged man carefully sized up Wang Changsheng and raised his eyebrows. After pondering for a moment, he ordered, "Take off your blindfold."
"Sir, my left eye is blind. Please do me a favor." Wang Changsheng was shocked and had a bad premonition. However, he still forced a smile on his face and took out a piece of silver and handed it to the middle-aged man.
"Cut the crap and take off your blindfold immediately. Otherwise, I won't be polite." The middle-aged man's face darkened as he said coldly and pulled out his long sword.
At the same time, the four soldiers also pulled out their long swords and surrounded Wang Changsheng.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng frowned and took off his blindfold.
"It's really you. Come with me." The middle-aged man saw Wang Changsheng's face and his face lit up. He ordered.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's heart sank and his palm touched the left side of his face.
"Oh no, the black mole is gone." Wang Changsheng frowned slightly and a cold light flashed in his eyes. His right hand glowed with a golden light and hit the middle-aged man with lightning speed.
The middle-aged man's body suddenly flew out and finally hit the ground heavily. He stopped breathing and his chest caved in where his heart was.
Seeing this scene, the four soldiers thought that Wang Changsheng was just a little stronger. They waved their long swords and rushed up.
Wang Changsheng swept a sleeve through the air, and two azure talismans flew out in a flash, transforming into two giant wind blades that were around 10 feet in length each, hurtling toward the four soldiers.
As expected, four screams sounded one after another and the four soldiers fell in a pool of blood.
"Cultivator." Someone recognized Wang Changsheng's identity and exclaimed in surprise.
Wang Changsheng snorted softly. He took out a golden talisman and slapped it on his body. His whole body turned into a golden light and flew away.
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