Imperial Cultivation

Stepping into the bustling crowd, Chu Zhiyuan said, "Hall Master Huang, how about letting Ninth Brother and Tenth Brother come and join the fun?" Huang Shirong chuckled, "It's up to you, Your Highness."

Chu Zhiyuan felt a little embarrassed.

Huang Shirong beckoned, and a Zhenwu Division expert floated over from the crowd, only to be blocked by the Cloud-Treading Iron Cavalry, who were engaged in an intense silent struggle. Chu Zhiyuan looked at Li Hongzhao.

Li Hongzhao snorted and waved her jade hand.

Eight Cloud-Treading Iron Cavalrymen retreated, making way. Guo Chi and the others also opened a path.

The handsome young man approached, cupped his fist and saluted, "Little one, Huang Lireng, greets Hall Master Huang." Huang Shirong nodded slightly, "Go to our West Second Hall and invite Ninth Prince and Tenth Prince over for me."

As she spoke, she took out a delicate small jade token from her sleeve.

Huang Liren received the jade token with both hands, his expression tense and excited, his eyes shining brightly, and he said slowly and forcefully, "Yes!" Huang Shirong smiled slightly.

Huang Liren's eyes wandered, his face a little flushed, he cupped his fist and left in a hurry, disappearing into the crowd like a swimming fish, gone in the blink of an eye. Li Hongzhao said with a smile, "Sister Huang, you have quite a few supporters."

Huang Shirong smiled and said nothing.

Li Hongzhao was not surprised by her indifference, and smiled, "These aren't disciples from your White Cloud Sword Palace, are they?" "From Great Spirit Rock Peak," Huang Shirong said.

"The disciples of Great Spirit Rock Peak admire you so much," Li Hongzhao exclaimed, "The young disciples of the other two sects should be the same." Huang Shirong glanced at her, "What does Your Highness want to say?"

"It is truly fortunate that the White Cloud Sword Palace has produced a genius like you," Li Hongzhao said with emotion, "Perhaps it can go even further." Huang Shirong frowned.

Go even further?

It was already one of the four major sects, how could it go any further, where would it go if it went further?

Chu Zhiyuan walked while observing, while also running the Heavenly Essence Art, to make up for the rapid and massive consumption of his spirit. "Fourth Brother."

"Fourth Brother." "Hall Master Huang!" "Greetings, Hall Master Huang!"

Chu Ziting and Chu Zichuan came in a hurry.

They were all wearing dark green robes and had long swords hanging from their waists.

One was sturdy and handsome, the other was slender and beautiful, quite eye-catching in the crowd. Huang Shirong nodded slightly, as if they were ordinary subordinates.

The two were not only not offended by Huang Shirong's behavior, but instead felt that Huang Shirong was fair and just, and respected her even more. Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Ninth Brother, Tenth Brother, this time we will catch the Jade Cauldron Sect expert who is secretly watching me."

This was a rhetorical question, a code they had used in the Mingwu Hall.

Cheer up was a reminder to them not to get carried away and rush forward with their emotions.

It was not to tell them to cheer up and take the lead, but to be careful and find a way to save their lives, and be ready to escape at any time.

Chu Ziting and Chu Zichuan walked behind him, Li Hongzhao and Huang Shirong walked beside him, as he strolled through the downtown area. Chu Zhiyuan walked and said to Huang Shirong, "Hall Master Huang, is the case of Cheng Tianfeng's assassination closed?"

"It can only be closed."

"Why are you looking at me?" Li Hongzhao said unhappily, "I didn't do it." Chu Zhiyuan's was a sneak attack.

Under the insight, Li Hongzhao's expression of surprise revealed a clue.

A cold light flashed in Chu Zhiyuan's eyes, and he said lightly, "Great Meng spies, truly good skills!"

Through the subtle expression she showed under the unexpected situation, Chu Zhiyuan speculated that she might not have known before, but now she already knew. This wave of actions was done by another group of Great Meng spies.

This kind of speculation should not be far from the truth. Li Hongzhao curled her red lips and was secretly vigilant.

Being with this guy Chu Zhiyuan required constant vigilance and caution, and he would see through your secrets if you relaxed even a little.

Chu Zhiyuan walked around the city, from the east end to the west end, and then from the south end to the north end, strolling all the way along Phoenix Avenue and Azure Dragon Avenue. "It's been so long, have you found anyone yet?" Li Hongzhao was impatient.

Chu Ziting and Chu Zichuan also felt inexplicable.

Could it be that they could find the Jade Cauldron Sect's evildoer just by walking around like this?

His appearance didn't look like he was looking for someone, but more like he was taking the opportunity to play around, his expression relaxed and at ease, without the slightest appearance of doing something big. Chu Zhiyuan nodded, "Found them."

Suddenly, two rays of light flew out from his sleeve. One white light and one black light.

They flashed past the dense legs of the crowd, and finally appeared on two middle-aged men.

One middle-aged man was chubby, setting up a small jewelry stall and haggling with a girl.

The other middle-aged man was making sesame cakes, wearing an apron stained with oil, with some flour on his forehead, working hard.

The white light appeared on the chest of the jewelry stall owner.

"Bang," a blood hole exploded in his chest, and a flying knife, a spray of hot blood, and some red fragments flew out at the same time, splashing on the ground. The black light drilled into the heart of the sesame cake vendor.

With a small muffled sound, the flying knife silently penetrated and stuck into a small wooden table that had just been set up. "Ah——!"

"Ah——!"

Screams and wails rang out almost simultaneously.

In the blink of an eye, two places, one in the east and one in the west, became chaotic, some rushing forward to watch the excitement, some frightened and trying to escape. The two groups of people collided and squeezed into a chaotic mess.

Seeing the tragic state of the two, everyone reacted differently.

Some eyes glowed, feeling stimulated, some felt annoyed and nauseated, almost fainting, some looked around for the murderer. Some people even found the flying knife and wanted to pick it up.

Zhenwu Division experts quickly stepped forward to put away the flying knife and drive the crowd back, and more Zhenwu Division experts poured in to take away the two corpses. "Who is it?"

"Who did it?"

"This is a flying knife, right? Invisible and intangible, so scary!" "This power is definitely not an ordinary flying knife!"

"No matter how powerful a flying knife is, it can't kill people for no reason, right?" "How do you know it's for no reason?"

"That person has a problem?"

"Would such a powerful flying knife kill an innocent person?" "That's not necessarily true!"

The crowd was discussing.

Li Hongzhao looked at Chu Zhiyuan in surprise, "Chu Zhiyuan, when did you learn flying knives?"

Chu Zhiyuan took the flying knives that had been wiped clean, one was snatched up by Huang Liren, and the other was also a high-spirited young man. Chu Zhiyuan looked at Huang Shirong, "Take the corpses to your place."

Huang Shirong nodded.

Chu Ziting and Chu Zichuan grinned and couldn't help but laugh.

These two should be the Jade Cauldron Sect's evildoers, and this credit will be in their hands! At least a ninth-rank credit!

It's fast to get credit.

Li Hongzhao was horrified.

Could she withstand these two flying knives? The white light should be about the same. The black light might be a bit difficult.

This damned Chu Zhiyuan has endless tricks!

The West Second Hall of the Zhenwu Division was a large mansion, with a total of three courtyards. The first courtyard was the front hall, and two corpses were placed outside the front hall. Their hearts were shattered, and their astonished expressions were frozen on their faces. Their bodies were not yet stiff, and the smell of blood was pungent.

Chu Zhiyuan pointed to the jewelry peddler, "Look at the space between his eyebrows." He then pointed to the sesame cake vendor, "His chin."

"Moles, that's common, right?" Li Hongzhao said.

Both of these people had a black mole the size of a grain of rice in those locations, which was easy to overlook. Such moles were too ordinary.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "This is a Gu, a Separation Gu."