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The most important thing was to ensure Shangguan Jingxiang's safety. After the letter was handed over to the messenger, both Qingyang and Shangguan Mu went to rest. After all, apart from Qingyang, the other leaders of the Pingyang Family were busy working together and probably never expected that a letter would come from Shangguan Mu.

"Now that I already have the power of the five elements, the Grand Sun Primordial Flame and the power of annihilation. If I were to fuse all five powers into one, I wonder how strong the fusion force would be?" Qingyang who had returned to his room and was sitting cross-legged on his bed could not help but think to himself.

If anyone knew what Qingyang was thinking, they would think that this person was extremely crazy. Being able to obtain one source energy was a heavenly great opportunity. Now that Qingyang had two, he was still fantasizing about fusing the other four elements.

Not to mention whether the source energy of the five elements could be fused, even if it could, each source energy of the Nine Prefectures was a unique existence. Where could one go to find the other types? It was truly a pipe dream.

However, Qingyang only thought like that. Not to mention the others, he could not even take the heart of the family treasure. Unless the Shangguan family was involved in the massacre of Qingyang Village, he would not do anything to harm his friends and disciples for the sake of the treasure.

Qing Yang naturally understood these principles, Heaven and Earth treasures could only be found and not sought. If it was yours, it would be impossible to escape, but if it wasn't yours, then no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't be able to find it.

Throwing away those useless thoughts, Qingyang sat down cross-legged and continued to drink that drop of Ancestral Voodoo blood. The night was long, and Qingyang's physical body and spiritual sense were constantly growing stronger, even at a slow pace.

On the morning of the next day, after the Master and disciple finished absorbing the purple cloud, they packed their bags and prepared to leave for their final destination, the Nanxiong Prefecture!

Along the way, Qingyang discovered that most of the soldiers were stationed on the streets. Many soldiers with solemn expressions would patrol around the Pinggu Manor, and even if they met a stranger, they would come forward to interrogate them for a long time.

However, even if the pawn shop was set on fire, why did they send so many prefectural soldiers to interrogate him? After carefully considering the situation, Qingyang felt astonished in his heart. It was likely that this mysterious faction had some sort of relationship with the Lord Prefect. Otherwise, they would not have caused such a commotion over such a small matter.

Before leaving the mansion, the two of them naturally encountered soldiers who came forward to interrogate them. However, after Shangguan Mu showed his Shangguan Family Token, the two of them tactfully retreated; there wasn't much trouble.

"Master, it seems like the matter of you killing and arson yesterday must have thrown the Pinggu Palace into chaos for a while." After a long discussion yesterday, Qingyang and Shangguan Mu's relationship had deepened. At this moment, Shangguan Mu also spoke up with a smile.

"If it's chaos, then so be it. Just kill those who deserve to be killed." He shot a glance at Shangguan Mu. He also liked this kind of relationship between a teacher and a friend, but wasn't as restrained as he was now.

"I'm afraid that we will reach the Southern Rong Country in the middle of the night. Our every move will not escape the eyes of that mysterious force. Everything is done with caution." Qingyang lightly warned, but there wasn't the slightest hint of worry in his tone.

"It doesn't matter. That is the Southern Champion Country. No matter how powerful that mysterious force is, it wouldn't dare to cause any more trouble in the capital." Shangguan Mu didn't seem to be worried at all. After all, there was a place that needed the Shangguan family, so it was natural that they would protect their safety.

Qingyang thought this made sense. After all, this was the home of the Nan Rong family. No matter what kind of power they were, they would still give face to the Nan Rong family. Otherwise, according to the temper of the people from the Nan Yang family, they would not let anyone who caused trouble get in their way.

"There is nothing wrong with being careful." Thinking like this, it was only natural for Qingyang to say what he wanted to say. If the current Qingyang was to face an early stage Sun God, even if he didn't win, escaping wouldn't be a problem. After all, so many trump cards were never used.

With a light grunt, Shangguan Mu didn't say anything else. He waved the long whip in his hand, and together with Qingyang, they mounted their horses and galloped away.

The journey was not as dangerous as Qingyang had thought. As soon as the sun set, the two of them arrived at the Nirong County City without a hitch.

"Sir Shangguan, we will find an inn to stay in today. It won't be too late for us to enter the palace tomorrow." Although the Nan Rong Royal Family provided lodging and food for those who competed for the Medicinal List, Qingyang still insisted on staying in the inn for the night. He would enter the palace the next day.

Naturally, Shangguan Mu didn't object. To him, there was no difference. The two of them just followed Qingyang's wishes and lived on Ji Qing Street. Qingyang was just a little more familiar with it.

After entering the inn and putting down his luggage, Qingyang was dragged by Shangguan Mu to stroll in the night market on Ji Qing Street. He stood on the street, which looked almost the same as it had been three years ago.

Three years ago, he was still that peerless genius who had just emerged from the shadows, strolling around Ji Qing Street together with Dongfang Ming and Lu Zhihan. He was naive and naive, dreaming of a beautiful life and future.

But now that his parents had been killed and his entire village slaughtered, he was carrying a blood feud to scout out the whereabouts of his enemies. He was no longer childish, more mature, less kind, more ruthless.

"Foreign Dignitary, what's wrong?" Shangguan Mu asked puzzledly as he watched Qingyang stand there motionlessly with blurry eyes.

"It's nothing. I just remembered something from the past." Shaking his head, a trace of hatred flashed across Qingyang's eyes under the night sky. However, he soon returned to normal. Even Shangguan Mu didn't notice anything amiss. "Let's go to that Jiqing Restaurant today."

Although he felt that Qingyang was a bit strange, Shangguan Mu didn't think too much about it. His mysterious Master must have his own secrets. If Qingyang didn't tell him, why would he ask?

After a short while, the two of them arrived at the Jiqing Restaurant. The name "Jiqing Restaurant" was still hung high up in the sky, and streams of people were still flowing in and out of it. Even the attendant at the entrance was the same person from three years ago, but to Qingyang, it was no longer the same person.

"Has a Venerable One ever come to this Jiqing Restaurant?" Shangguan Mu asked as he found a random place to sit down.

"Yes, I've been here twice. The Bamboo Leaf Qing here is quite rich." Qingyang still remembered drinking with Third Prince Nan Ronglei the other day, so he answered without hesitation.

"Waiter, give me two bottles of first-rate Bamboo Leaf Green and some of the signature dishes in your restaurant!" Turning his head to give an order to the waiter, Qingyang saw several people walking towards the wooden table where the two were seated and his pupils suddenly constricted. He exclaimed in his heart: "It's actually him!?"