Tang City, the enormous City Lord's Mansion.
Zuo Qing Hou pushed open the door and walked in.
Han Zhibei glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, but didn't say anything.
Zuo Qing Hou didn't find it strange. He sat on the side and poured himself a cup of tea. After taking a sip, he said indifferently, "I saw him today."
Half of Han Zhibei's face was deathly pale, like a newborn baby. The other half was wrinkled, like an old man over a hundred years old.
Half of his hair was black, half white. It looked very strange.
This was the result of the power of life and death wreaking havoc in his body.
Hearing Zuo Qing Hou's words, Han Zhibei's eyes were still calm. He only said, "Oh."
Zuo Qing Hou put down his teacup and continued, "I fought with him."
At this time, a strange look appeared in Han Zhibei's eyes. He asked softly, "And then?"
"He escaped. He was seriously injured!"
Han Zhibei was surprised. He looked at Zuo Qing Hou and suddenly asked, "He escaped from your hands?"
Zuo Qing Hou nodded. "When he fought with you, he actually held back. When he fought with me, he was already comparable to Jiang Qingcang."
Han Zhibei lowered his head and didn't say anything. However, when he heard Jiang Qingcang's name, a trace of undetectable hatred flashed through his eyes.
Zuo Qing Hou stood up and made a final conclusion. "Therefore, this person must die. I want to invite you to attack with me and kill him."
Han Zhibei said expressionlessly, "I'm injured."
Zuo Qing Hou smiled. "His Highness gave you a Nine Transformation Pill before. I know."
Han Zhibei was silent. After a while, he said, "You can't kill him alone?"
"It's difficult. This person's cultivation method is very strange. No one can match him in concealing his tracks. If he didn't reveal a trace of energy, I wouldn't have discovered him."
Zuo Qing Hou pressed his fingers together and continued, "He has a move that's very powerful. It can block my six senses in an instant. If he uses this move again when we fight, I can only injure him. I don't have the confidence to kill him. He will only escape again."
"I've never joined forces with others."
"Even going against the current requires borrowing momentum."
"You're ranked thirteenth on the Mortal Ranking. If we join forces to kill a junior, won't we be laughed at?"
"For the Dao of the battlefield, for the sake of achieving my goal, I will do anything."
Han Zhibei was silent. After a while, he slowly said, "If Your Highness makes a move, he will definitely die."
Zuo Qing Hou chuckled, "Your Highness is high above the masses. Why would you help an ant like him?"
Han Zhibei didn't say anything more and just nodded slightly.
Zuo Qing Hou smiled when he saw Han Zhibei nodding. He drained the cup of tea in one gulp, turned around, and left.
Only Han Zhibei, who was sitting in the room, was gently turning the teacup in his hand with a strange expression.
Just as the two of them were discussing, Yan Feixu, who came from the Tianyi Valley, gently cut off the flickering candlelight.
"Teacher, we can't delay any longer. We have to come up with a plan. If we delay any longer, more people will die." Standing in front of him, Gao Ming's face was full of anxiety.
He was extremely anxious, but his words weren't false, yet he remained calm and composed.
Gao Ming continued, "Teacher, there are large numbers of people dying in the city every day. I'm afraid that after a while, Tang City will become an empty city."
Yan Feixu used a silver needle to adjust the candlelight, then slowly said, "Do you have a perfect plan?"
Gao Ming anxiously said, "No, but we should save as many as we can. If we just sit here and do nothing, more people will die."
Yan Feixu looked at him and changed the topic. "There was a kind man who passed by a lake and saw a fisherman fishing. The kind man couldn't bear it, so he jumped into the lake and took out the fish in the fishing net and set them free. Gao Ming, let me ask you, is this man kind?"
Gao Ming was stunned. He didn't understand why his teacher suddenly brought this up. After thinking, he replied, "Kind, but stupid!"
"Oh? Why? "Yan Feixu asked him.
"He didn't need to jump into the river. He only needed to stop the fishermen. Otherwise, when he left, the fishermen would continue to fish, and he couldn't always guard …"
Gao Ming didn't finish his words. He was suddenly stunned.
Yan Feixu looked at him and said, "You can leave."
"But teacher, what about the fish in the net?"
"They can only blame their bad luck!" Yan Feixu said calmly.
"But …" Gao Ming wanted to say something, but Yan Feixu waved his hand and didn't say anything else.
Gao Ming left with a confused look. Yan Feixu picked up a medical book and started reading.
The night was dark and windy.
Yan Feixu suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Brother Bai, since you're here, why don't you come out and meet me?"
Yang Xuan walked in from outside and said, "I wanted to meet you anyway."
Yan Feixu put down the book and looked at Yang Xuan with interest, saying, "Brother Bai, what brings you here so late at night? Have you changed your mind?"
Yang Xuan sat on the chair without hesitation and asked, "Why don't you do it yourself?"
Yan Feixu shook his head and said, "I'm a doctor. Saving lives is my job. I'm not good at killing people."
"Can you kill them?" Yang Xuan asked.
"I can't." There was no beginning or end, but Yang Xuan understood.
"First, give me your refining experience." Yang Xuan didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
Yan Feixu took out a thin book and threw it to Yang Xuan. At the same time, he said, "There's also the method of refining the Primordial Golden Dan. Consider it a gift."
Yang Xuan didn't look at it and put it into his storage ring. He said, "I can't do it in Tang City."
"He will leave the city. Three days later, two hundred miles away from Tang City, there's a pavilion by the Wild Goose Lake. It's called the Wild Goose Pavilion. Wait for him there at noon." Yan Feixu said calmly.
Yang Xuan didn't ask how he could make Zuo Qing Hou come on time. He just stood up, cupped his hands and left.
After Yang Xuan left, Yan Feixu didn't move. He just tapped on the table with his fingers. No one knew what he was thinking.
Yang Xuan returned to the cave he was temporarily staying in. He took out the little book Yan Feixu gave him from his storage ring.
He didn't look at the first page, but flipped to the back.
The last two pages of the little book were indeed about the method of refining the Primordial Golden Dan using the inner cores of spiritual beasts.
Yang Xuan read it carefully.
There weren't many words on these two pages, but after a while, he roughly understood the ingredients and methods needed to refine the Primordial Golden Dan. He memorized them in his heart and only needed to practice.
After he grasped the basic method of refining the Primordial Golden Dan, he finally flipped to the first page. What entered his eyes were a few large words: The Basics of Refining.
Yang Xuan didn't find it strange that Yan Feixu gave him the basics of refining. Instead, he praised Yan Feixu for knowing what he needed.
After calming himself down, Yang Xuan started to read word by word.
Time passed. Yang Xuan read very slowly and even strenuously.
After all, this was the first time he came into contact with such professional knowledge. Even though it was just a basics of refining, to him, it was no different from learning a new field of knowledge. The difficulty of it was obvious.
Therefore, when he closed the book, the sky was already bright. A few birds flew in from outside the cave, chirping.
"I see!" He said softly. A kind of understanding appeared in his heart.
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