Lanyan City was known as the Pearl of Great Qin. It had a population of more than five million and was also the capital of the empire.
As the sun slowly set, a group of cavalry galloped over from the main road in the distance.
…
Whoosh!
Qin Yin suddenly pulled the hem of her cloak and stood up. She looked into the distance with her bright eyes and smiled. "Xiao Xi is back!"
Feng Jixing was re-bandaging the wound on his arm. He raised his head and grinned. "Yes, Princess Xi is back. Your Highness, you don't have to continue worrying about her this time …"
Qin Yin galloped away. The night breeze blew her long hair and a purple flower emblem swayed on the belt of her cloak around her neck like a beautiful butterfly.
Tang Xiaoxi released the reins in her hands and flew down from the horse. She threw herself into Qin Yin's arms. The two breathtakingly beautiful young ladies hugged each other just like that.
"Xiao Xi, are you alright?" Qin Yin looked at her emotionally.
Tang Xiaoxi's gaze fell on Qin Yin's chest. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red. "Xiao Yin, are you hurt?"
Qin Yin shook her head and smiled. "I'm fine. It's just a small injury."
Feng Jixing sat at the side with his saber and muttered to himself, "It's good enough that I'm still alive after being poisoned by a ten-thousand-year-old dragon snake. How can you say that it's a small injury? People these days really don't care about their lives …"
"Ah?" Tang Xiaoxi's mouth opened wide.
Qin Yin glared at Feng Jixing and said, "You talk too much! Hmph, when I return to Ze Tian Palace, I'll complain and get my father to punish you with two months' worth of salary! "
Feng Jixing was taken aback. "Your Highness, I'm just a general with a commoner background. You're taking away my salary, that's equivalent to taking away my life. Furthermore, I've already tried my best to save you. Look, the wound on my arm is proof …"
Tang Xiaoxi burst into laughter. "Alright, stop arguing. Commander Feng Jixing, don't you know how to give in to Xiao Yin? Don't forget that she's the only Crown Prince. If you really piss her off, you won't have a good time either!"
Feng Jixing immediately cupped his fists. "Your Highness, please forgive me. Heaven and earth can bear witness to my loyalty. I hope that Your Highness will pardon Feng Jixing's words!"
"Hee …"
Qin Yin smiled faintly. "Just don't undermine me anymore. By the way, Xiao Xi, you only brought a few hundred people into the depths of the Dragon-seeking Forest. Are you tired of living? Who exactly is that Lin Muyu? Is he worth risking your life for?"
"Lin Muyu, he …"
Tang Xiaoxi pursed her red lips. Her eyes were red as she said, "He's just an apprentice alchemist … but he's a good person. He's also very good at alchemy. When I was training in the Seven Stars Forest, something went wrong when I was refining the Fire Flood Dragon's beast spirit. If he hadn't risked his life to save me, I'm afraid I would've died in the Seven Stars Forest …"
"Is that so …" Qin Yin couldn't help but think of the young man from last night. His alchemy technique was also very unique. He could refine two types of medicine at the same time. However, she didn't say it out loud. It seemed unnecessary. Who knew what treasure that greedy brat was risking his life for?
"Let's go back to the Duke's Mansion!" Qin Yin said.
"Mm, you're injured too. You need to rest!"
"You've lost weight. You need to eat more …"
"Boohoo, Xiao Yin, you don't know how I've survived these days. When I'm hungry, I eat the fruits in the mountains. When I'm thirsty, I can only drink the water from the stream. I heard that the spiritual beasts drink and pee in the stream …"
"Alright, alright. I'll treat you to something delicious."
"Mm, mm."
…
A day later.
It was almost dusk in the Dragon-seeking Forest. Faint howls of wolves and tigers could be heard coming from the mountains. This place was full of danger. Almost every mountain was occupied by a spiritual beast that was more than 2,000 years old. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the young man carried a rabbit he had just hunted and looked around. He was almost lost.
"Looks like I've gone the wrong way … Xiao Xi isn't here."
Lin Muyu calculated the time. The three-day leave that he had applied for from Ge Yang, the deacon of the Holy Sanctum, was almost up. He had to return to Lanyan City before dawn tomorrow. Otherwise, the Holy Sanctum would definitely punish him. After all, he was a newcomer. It was better not to play truant.
With a sigh, he channeled his genuine Qi into his feet and dashed into the distance as light as a swallow. He wanted to rush back to Lanyan City before dawn!
The horse was lost. It was probably impossible to find it. Lin Muyu secretly regretted. This trip was really an unlucky one. Not only did he lose the horse, he also failed to find Tang Xiaoxi.
Before dawn, he arrived at the foot of the city, exhausted.
"Stop. Who are you? Don't you know that it's forbidden to enter or leave the city at night?" The garrison officer at the foot of the city scolded.
Lin Muyu approached slowly. The badge of a Golden Star Sparring Master of the Holy Sanctum on his chest was shining. Immediately, the expression of the garrison officer became respectful. He gave a straight military salute and said, "Oh, it's the Lord of the Holy Sanctum. Please enter the city!"
"Thank you."
The Holy Sanctum was also known as the Holy Temple. It was the most sacred temple in the eyes of all the martial artists on the continent. Although Lin Muyu was only a sparring master in the Holy Sanctum, his status was quite distinguished. At least in front of these ordinary soldiers, his status was so outstanding that the garrison officer, even though he was a centurion, was still respectful.
When he stepped into the city, his legs felt as if they were filled with lead. His genuine Qi was almost exhausted. After a night of running, he replaced the hooves of a horse with his legs, which naturally consumed a lot of his physical strength and genuine Qi.
Walking along the main street of the city, he found that the name of the street was Tongtian Street. Yes, it was the street where the beautiful girl in the dark purple cloak lived. So, Lin Muyu counted the house numbers one by one. After walking for a long time, he finally reached the last few houses.
No. 4 Tongtian Street: The Ministry of Justice of Lanyan City, the birthplace of all criminal laws in the empire
No. 3 Tongtian Street: The Office of the Minister of War, the residence of the Minister of War
No. 2 Tongtian Street: The Hall of Seeking Talents, opened by the Emperor himself, a place to seek talents.
No. 1 Tongtian Street: Ze Tian Palace, the general name of the imperial palace of Lanyan City, and also the center of this world.
… …
In the distance, a group of Imperial Army cavalrymen slowly moved forward with shiny weapons in their hands. They were patrolling to ensure the safety of the Ze Tian Palace. The inner palace of the imperial palace was continuous, and there were thousands of houses. It was not just extravagant, so it required a lot of guards to guard it.
When Lin Muyu saw the huge golden door sign of the Ze Tian Palace from afar, her whole body trembled!
Women are all liars!
From afar, a centurion of the Imperial Army rode over and said, "So it's someone from the Holy Temple … Young man, what brings you to the Ze Tian Palace?"
As expected, even the Imperial Army was extremely respectful of the Holy Temple.
"May I ask … Is the number 1 Tongtian Street the Ze Tian Palace?"
"Hahaha, of course. Only the residence of the Emperor can afford to be called number 1 Tongtian Street!"
"Oh, it's fine. Thank you …"
He turned around and walked away with a blank look on his face. 1,000 Jinyin coins had gone down the drain just like that. That girl was beautiful, but she was actually a liar. How unfair!
… …
For the entire morning, it was her turn to be a sparring partner for Silver Star Instructor Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei's Fiery Soul Fist was extremely violent, and the other sparring partners were not willing to face it. Fortunately, Zhang Wei had a good impression of Lin Muyu, so he allowed Lin Muyu to sleep soundly in the training room while he practiced his fist technique over and over again.
After half a day's rest, her physical strength had recovered to 70%, and her vital energy had recovered to 80%.
At noon, Deacon Ge Yang appeared again with a paper scroll in his hand to announce the training matches in the afternoon. Coincidentally, it was Zheng Shanhe's turn to be sparring partner for Lin Muyu. This expert, who was known for his defense, was easier to deal with.
However, at this moment, a Gold Star instructor carrying a longsword walked out and said with a smile, "Lord Lin Zhi is the only Gold Star Sparring Partner in the Holy Sanctum. He can't always be sparring with Old Zheng and Zhang Wei. Deacon, Ouyang Qiu requests to spar with Lord Lin Zhi in the afternoon. I hope that Deacon can grant my request!"
Ge Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "Alright, then Lin Zhi will spar with Ouyang Qiu in the afternoon!"
"Thank you, Lord!"
Ouyang Qiu's eyes were filled with hostility. When he looked at Lin Muyu, a trace of killing intent flashed across his mouth.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. Ouyang Qiu was Young Marquis Zeng Fang's subordinate. Zeng Fang failed to kill her last time and was humiliated instead. If Ouyang Qiu really wanted to kill her, then there really wasn't much she could do. After all, the Holy Sanctum only had rules of iron and blood. If a sparring partner was accidentally killed, then there would only be some compensation. The perpetrator's punishment was nothing more than a few months of confinement and a year or two of forfeiture of salary. Zeng Fang was Zeng Yifan's son, so he wasn't short of money.
At this time, Lin Muyu couldn't think of anything else. The only thing she could do was to stay strong and live on!
…
After lunch, Lin Muyu's body recovered to its peak condition after a short rest. The True Qi in her body was abundant, and she could feel the True Qi flowing along her skin when she channeled it. It was a very comfortable feeling, and it was only after training her skin. If it was before, Lin Muyu would definitely be worried about whether she could survive the afternoon. But now, there was no need for that. Ou Yangqiu was only a Level 61 Heavenly Venerate. Defeating him was inevitable, but killing him would not be easy.
"Ding …"
The bell rang. The afternoon training was about to begin.
Lin Muyu carried the Burning Prairie Sword on his back, clenched his fists, and walked out of the training hall. His face was full of confidence. The appearance of Ouyang Qiu made him very worried, but it also made him very excited. Only by facing such a strong opponent could he quickly increase his combat experience! In this world, strength was undoubtedly important, but experience was even more important. Strength was not absolute. A Level 50 Battle-Saint with rich experience could also defeat a Level 60 Heavenly Venerable who underestimated him!
In the Training Hall, a group of instructors and sparring partners were facing each other. This was the etiquette before training.
Lin Muyu stood there with his back straight, with Qin Ziling and a row of sparring partners by his side. He suddenly clenched his right fist in front of his chest and lowered his left hand like a sword. This was the standard military salute of the empire, and it was also one of the lessons that he had to attend after entering the Holy Temple. The full name of the Holy Temple was the "Holy Temple of War". Its main function was to cultivate outstanding warriors for the empire. Therefore, regardless of whether it was the instructors or sparring partners, they had to serve as soldiers when the war came. Perhaps, from the moment he stepped into the Holy Temple, he had already become a soldier of the empire.
"Please enlighten us!"
Everyone said in unison.
When he raised his head, Ouyang Qiu, who was standing right in front of him, had a disdainful smile on his face. This made Lin Muyu even more unhappy.
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