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"My temper really isn't that good. Get out of my way!"

At the city gates, Chen Yao was stopped by a group of soldiers. Chen Yao, who was rushing back to the Sword Sect, had no intentions of getting entangled with these people. He only wanted to leave Shu City as soon as possible.

"Who do you think you are? We were under martial law from the whole city just now, though we don't know why. However, once a martial law is issued, the entire city will be sealed. Even if you are in the Emperor Realm, you can forget about leaving the city.

The city guards were very different from the soldiers who were marching and fighting, because many of the soldiers marching and fighting were not cultivators. Some were just brute force or strong physique, but the city guards were all made up of cultivators.

The dozen or so people in front of Chen Yao were all Genuine Force Warriors. Although he could take them down by himself, the key point was that he would need to spend some time due to the large number of opponents.

There was a high chance that the city's martial law was triggered by the fact that he had crippled two King's Realm senior guards in the teleportation circle earlier.

If he attacked these guards, but could not defeat them before the reinforcements arrived and leave the city, he would be like a lamb in a tiger's den.

He could not imagine a single person resisting a mighty force of ten thousand men.

He was not that arrogant.

It just so happened that not too far away, the clatter of horse hooves could be heard. They appeared to be extremely anxious and irritable. A group of soldiers riding horses appeared in the alley at the corner.

The person in the lead was actually at the eighth level of the King's Realm. Not only that, his aura was extremely stable. A trace of solemnity appeared in Chen Yao's eyes. His opponent was not simple.

"General Liu."

When this scar-faced young officer arrived at the city gates, the city guards quickly bent over and began to carry their luggage.

This person was none other than the deputy general of the city's defense team, Liu Wu.

"Have you seen a white-haired sword cultivator?"

Liu Wu said roughly.

The leader of the guards suddenly quivered and was about to identify Chen Yao. However, when he looked over, Chen Yao, who was standing there a moment ago, had actually disappeared.

"Why did he disappear?"

"..."

At this moment, Chen Yao had already jumped onto the roof of an inn not far away from the city gate. Watching the change in the city gate, when Chen Yao heard that that scarred general was looking for him, he could not help but frown.

This young officer had some status and power in the city of Shu. Although he was not afraid, he was in a hurry to return to the sword sect. There was still some trouble waiting for him.

In such a large city, once martial law was imposed, the formation array in the sky would activate. Flying was prohibited, and even an Emperor Realm cultivator would be struck down by a powerful surface talisman. He didn't want to be cannon fodder.

"Young Master, about the matter of you being injured by the sword faction's Chen Yao, do you want to inform the family? "Would it be a request for the clan or the Apothecary Guild to help you regain your face?"

Chen Yao, who had suddenly appeared on the roof, became somewhat puzzled when he heard someone talking about him.

He carefully removed a tile and lowered his head. He saw a familiar figure.

Nangong Ming?

At this moment, Nangong Ming's severed arm had already regenerated and his abdomen injury had healed. This was not surprising. After all, he was a Tier 4 Pill Refiner with a powerful background from the Nangong Family. There were always some medicines that could be used to treat injuries.

Standing beside Nangong Ming was a middle-aged man at the peak of the King's Realm. His attitude towards Nangong Ming was sincere and sorrowful. The word 'Nangong' was embroidered on his collar. It was likely that he was the Nangong Clan's branch in Shu City.

This peak King's Realm expert also gave Chen Yao a threatening feeling. This person was not simple.

Using the Chaos sword seed, Chen Yao carefully concealed his own aura.

"No, I definitely can't let the family know about this. Otherwise, I'll really lose a lot of face."

"Then let's just forget about it?"

"Bullshit."

Nangong Ming slapped the table hard, his face looked extremely ferocious, and said angrily, "Hmph, you slapped my face in front of so many people, how can we let this go? "Someone from the Dark Pavilion, please help me, I want him dead."

Dark Pavilion?

Hearing this name, a cold glint flashed across Chen Yao's eyes. This was because the Dark Pavilion was the most famous assassin employment organization in the Divine Realm. As long as you were willing to pay, anyone below the level of a semi-sage would be able to kill them.

He had kept Nangong Ming alive, but Nangong Ming was clearly trying to kill him. Thus, Nangong Ming definitely could not let him live.

"What do I want you to do?" Nangong Ming's face turned extremely wretched.

When the King's Realm expert heard Nangong Ming's words, he carefully took out a small medicine bottle and passed it to Nangong Ming. He said, "Young Noble, our Alchemist Association forbids anyone from finding out about this kind of medicine. Otherwise, our reputation and the Nangong Family's reputation will be ruined."

"Joyous Prayer Powder?"

Hearing this term, Chen Yao's heart skipped a beat. This was because he had written about it in the ancient formula for medicinal pills, but it was a forbidden drug. The Joyous Union Powder was a powerful aphrodisiac that would cause people to lose their minds.

It should have been specially concocted for Gu Xiaolan because the people of Pleasant Pavilion cultivated a special cultivation technique, especially the young master of Pleasant Pavilion, Gu Xiaolan. He should have cultivated the Yang Harvesting Art and been having fun with Gu Xiaolan; there was the risk of losing all of his cultivation.

Nangong Ming waved his hand at the peak King's Realm expert and said, "Alright, I got it. Help me call Gu Xiaolan over and say that I want to discuss the matter of Happy Tower joining the Apothecary Guild with her and get her to order a table of food and wine for me."

The expert wanted to speak but hesitated. After a moment of hesitation, he took his leave.

Not long after, the dishes were served. Nangong Ming's eyes flickered with a faint light as he poured the Joyous Union Powder into the wine pot. After a while, there was a knock on the door as well as Gu Xiaolian Lan's moving voice …

"It's already so late, why is Young Master Ming looking for me?"

Nangong Ming stood up and opened the door to let Gu Xiaolan in. He said, "Lady Xiaolan, please come in. I have received a letter from the clan to discuss with you about the details of your Joy House joining the Apothecary Guild."

"Really!" Hearing Nangong Ming's words, a trace of joy appeared in Gu Xiaolan's eyes. After that, he walked into Nangong Ming's room. He did not notice the sinister smile on Nangong Ming's face as he closed the door.

"Come, have a drink first."

Nangong Ming impatiently poured Gu Xiaolan a cup of fine wine that was mixed with the Joyous Union Powder.

"Young Master Ming, let's get down to business first."

Gu Xiaolan pushed the wine cup out.

He said, "Miss Xiaolan, you're not giving me any face at all. You know clearly what reputation you have in the cultivation world. In order to obtain the clan's consent, I have put in a great amount of effort. Why don't you drink with me?"

Upon hearing this, although Gu Xiaolan was somewhat unwilling, he still raised his glass.

"It's been hard on you, Young Master Nangong. Let me toast you."

As he spoke, he downed the entire cup of wine.

Nangong Ming squinted his eyes and was overjoyed.