C40

At the entrance of Ming Empire's capital.

"Immortal, your subordinate didn't know you were here. Please forgive me for the offense I just made." Xu Wu ran to the city gate with a head full of sweat. He saluted and apologized. There was no trace of the old breeze.

Han Yan did not scold him, he only nodded his head and entered the city.

The two walked side by side, without speaking a word. When they were almost to the Wu Wen Duke Palace, Liu Xihan suddenly mustered up his courage and said: "Han Yan, can you give me a child?"

Han Yan was startled, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Liu Xihan lowered his head and softly replied: "I know that these words are very abrupt, but it's actually the thought in my heart."

Han Yan shook her head and coldly said: "There is no way between you and me. In the future, if you walk your path, I will walk my path. You are not allowed to bring up these words again!"

Liu Xihan's heart was in even more pain. He was extremely regretful towards his previous choice.

A relationship of marriage where there was no love, continuing on, delaying others, delaying oneself.

A moment later, the two of them arrived at the front of Prince Wu Wen's mansion.

The butler had already received the news from General Xu Wu. He quickly came out to greet them and bowed. "Immortal, please come in." When he saw Liu Xihan beside him, he was slightly startled, and said angrily: "Mistress, don't you feel that it is dishonorable for you to be walking together with an immortal?" She thought that Liu Xihan had just returned from General Yang's place, and was going the same way as Han Yan. As a result, her expression darkened, and without giving Liu Xihan any face at all, she shouted angrily, "Why aren't you going in yet?" Although Liu Xihan was a noble wife, the mansion did not have any status, even some servants of status looked down upon her.

Liu Xihan bit his lower lip, gave Han Yan a deep look, and was about to enter the mansion.

"Wait." Han Yan asked the butler, "Where is Wu Tian?"

A puzzled look flashed in the butler's eyes as he replied, "To reply Immortal, the old master was called by the emperor early in the morning."

Han Yan thought for a moment, then said: "From today onwards, Liu Xihan is no longer the wife of Duke Wu Wen Palace, pack up her things, and send a few reliable people to send him back home." He suddenly changed the subject and said harshly, "Listen, if something happens on the road, or she is unable to be safely sent back home, then your days are over."

The butler's face changed. He wanted to say something but suddenly thought of something: "Immortals, that won't do!" This old servant does not dare to do it without the permission of the Master. "

Han Yan coldly snorted, and said: "Do you believe that I can kill you right now?" His body was emitting a huge killing intent. After the guard beside him sensed it, his legs kept shaking, and he almost lost his balance.

The butler knelt down and kowtowed. "Please don't be angry, Immortal. Even if you killed this old servant, this old servant does not have the guts."

"Do as I say, I'll go speak with Wu Tian." Han Yan asked, "When will Wu Tian return?"

The butler replied: "Master said that he is going to live in the palace. I don't know when he will come back."

Han Yan's heart tensed up, it seemed like Wu Tian already knew what happened yesterday, if she wanted to kill him, she had to enter the palace.

Entering the courtyard, Ling Shuangshuang and the rest were waiting there. Seeing that Han Yan had returned, they quickly walked over. However, when everyone saw Liu Xihan, most of them revealed the same expression, many of them even thought that Han Yan went out last night to have a secret affair and was discovered by the cultivators. After that, when the two of them fought, Han Yan chased them out of the capital city in order to silence them.

Of course, there was one person who understood what was going on, and that was Ling Shuangshuang.

Everyone arrived in front of Han Yan, and after shouting Fourth Senior Brother, Ling Shuangshuang asked: "Fourth Senior Brother, who were you chasing after last night?"

"Someone in hiding." Han Yan's answer was simple and clear, "State of Zhao cultivator."

Everyone was startled, they realised they had misunderstood Han Yan, and revealed an embarrassed smile.

Ling Shuangshuang asked again: "Did you kill him?"

Han Yan nodded his head and retrieved Zhao Xiang's jade token from the storage bag. He waved it in front of everyone and said: "Dead."

Hearing this, Liu Ke quickly flattered: "Fourth Senior Brother, you're too awesome. You killed the State of Zhao's cultivators the moment you attacked. This time, during the experiential learning down the mountain, you made a big contribution!"

"Exactly!" Xiao Gang also said, "Those idiots still aren't with Fourth Senior Brother, I'm afraid they are regretting it now!"

"Ha ha!" After everyone heard this, they laughed out loud, as if the ones who killed Zhao Xiang were not Han Yan but them.

Liu Xihan stood at the side, playing with the corner of her clothes, she raised her head and looked at Han Yan, and suddenly said: "Han Yan, you ?. "Take care, I'll be leaving first."

With that, she turned and left.

Watching the childhood sweetheart who used to be like this leave, Han Yan was not sad nor happy.

He had already lost all his hatred and love for Liu Xihan. To be able to save her, it was no more than to make his dao heart firmer. Only then would he be able to pursue the great dao without worry, and roam unfettered between heaven and earth.

Furthermore, after Liu Xihan had arrived at the Duke Palaces, he had toyed with her in every possible way.

Even if he didn't want anything that belonged to him, it wasn't something that a mortal like him could casually bully!

This was the glory and pride that Han Yan had cultivated for many years!

As Han Yan thought of this, his heart burned with anger. He said to the rest of the people: "Go back first, I still have things to do."

Everyone left, except Ling Shuangshuang, who was still standing at the same spot. When everyone opened their mouths, she sent a sound transmission to them: "You found her."

Han Yan nodded his head, and said with the sound transmission: "I found it, I still have some things to do."

"You want to kill Wu Tian?" Ling Shuangshuang saw through Han Yan's thoughts with a glance, and advised, "Since the matter is over, what's the point of you going to kill him?"

Han Yan coldly snorted, and said: "Of course it is to completely understand this matter, and harden my dao heart."

"But this matter is already over. If you want to strengthen your dao heart, you can do nothing." Ling Shuangshuang said.

Han Yan did not agree with this idea, and said: "You can do that, but I cannot. Even though everything between me and her is over, it is no longer her business, but mine." As he spoke, he turned around and walked out of the manor.

Ling Shuangshuang pulled him back and said anxiously: "You can't do this, if the sect finds out, they will definitely blame you." She saw that Han Yan did not have the slightest intention to give up, and said: "To cultivate the Dao, one must cut off all worldly matters. If you want to kill someone for a mere mortal, it will be even more difficult to cultivate in the future."

Han Yan laughed self-deprecatingly, and replied with a question: "If you can't even kill someone you want to kill, then is there a need to continue cultivating? No matter how powerful he is, he is still a coward. " He had his own principles. As long as he thought that what he did was right, he would definitely do it. Even if he was really wrong, he would recognize his mistakes, correct his mistakes, and not admit his mistakes.

Ling Shuangshuang stood in place in a daze, recalling what Han Yan had said just now, he sighed inwardly as he looked at's figure that was about to leave the palace, "Perhaps, you're right." She knew that Han Yan was not an impulsive person, if not he would not have been able to endure until now. Back then, when he was ridiculed and mocked by so many people at Daylight Peak, he still did not explode in anger. Such a determination was impossible for her to accomplish. She also understood that the more time a person had to endure, the more terrifying the explosion would be. She raised her head and looked at the sky, silently praying for Han Yan, hoping that the Sect Leader would not blame him.

The Great Ming Imperial City was grand and majestic, grand and majestic.

Han Yan stood at the bottom of the city, took out his identity jade tablet and smoothly entered the imperial city.

When they arrived at the imperial city, an eunuch came over and respectfully greeted them, "Immortal, who are you looking for?"

This was tantamount to saying nonsense. If one didn't come here to look for the emperor, who else could they go to? Could it be to look for a imperial concubine?

Han Yan asked, "Where is the emperor?"

The eunuch was stunned. In the past, it was always the emperor who sought immortals. He had never heard of an immortal seeking an emperor. Seeing Han Yan's impatient face, he immediately said. "Immortal, the Emperor is currently hunting in the rear mountains, you should head to the throne room. No, you should wait for him in the study!" When the ministers saw that the emperor was going to the throne room, only those with special statuses were qualified to go wait in the study.

"The back of the mountain?" Since Han Yan had come, he had never thought of a good ending. He asked the young eunuch, "Is Wu Tian also in the rear mountains?"

"How do you know?" After the young eunuch finished speaking, he could not help but slap his lips. Wasn't this also nonsense? He was an immortal, how could he not know?

Han Yan took out his flying sword and flew forward. Just as he flew into the air, he sensed over 10 people flying over from all directions. These people were all cultivators, so their cultivation wasn't high. At most, they were only at the 3rd level of the Refinement Stage. The leader was an old man around sixty years old. He had a head of white hair, wore a gray Daoist robe, and had a white beard.

white-haired old man flew to Han Yan and stopped him: "Immortal, please stop."

Han Yan stopped and waited for everyone to come over before asking: "Since you know my identity, why are you still stopping me?"

The white-haired old man said, "Immortal, the Imperial Palace cannot use techniques in private. As a disciple of the Orthodoxy, the Immortal should understand this principle."

Although Han Yan understood, he couldn't wait. He hated the fact that he couldn't wait to kill Wu Tian, so he snorted: "Get out of the way, I want to go see the Emperor."

white-haired old man did not move aside. His body moved, placing himself in front of Han Yan, and said: "You have killing intent on your body."

Han Yan frowned, and said unkindly: "What do you want?"

The white-haired old man seemed to know Han Yan would say this, his face darkened as he said seriously: "If you want to kill your majesty the Emperor, we can't comply with your wishes, we can only offend you." After saying that, he winked at the crowd. Everyone gave their orders, and quickly took out their respective tools, surrounding Han Yan in the middle and preparing to fight.

These people's cultivation were not high, so Han Yan could easily take care of them. He did not want to waste any more time here, nor did he want to break the silence of the mortal world. He said in a low voice, "Don't worry, the one I want to kill is not the Emperor, but the Wu Tian by his side."

The white-haired old man did not ask Han Yan why he wanted to kill people, because he understood that immortals did not need a reason to do so. If he were to kill an ordinary person, then it would be fine. But the person he was killing now was the famous person beside the Emperor, and he might be rejected by the Emperor. What if he killed the Emperor on the spur of the moment?

Thinking to this point, white-haired old man didn't know how to reply. The other party's cultivation was obviously higher than theirs, and if they dared to chase after and kill a Eighth Stage of Qi Refining Stage cultivator last night, killing them wouldn't be difficult at all. If he really rejected them, would he insist on breaking through their defense? White hair thought for a moment, then said to Han Yan: "We can bring you to see the Emperor, but, if you do it yourself, we won't be standing on ceremony."

"Sure." Han Yan nodded.

The white-haired old man heaved a sigh of relief and sent a sound transmission to an imperial cultivator: "Go inform the Ancestor, I will bring him over first."