Imperial Cultivation

Chu Zhiyuan was conserving his energy, preparing for the contest with Cheng Tianfeng.

The Emperor was hosting a banquet tonight to entertain the Da Zhen delegation, and the exchange with Cheng Tianfeng would likely take place tonight, so he couldn't afford to be careless.

He was quite surprised to hear that Xiao Ruoyu had come to see him.

He knew that Xiao Ruoyu wasn't very friendly towards him, and was in fact quite hostile.

He understood Xiao Ruoyu's awkwardness.

Regardless of whether he had any doubts about Xiao Ruoling, now that the two were engaged, she was practically his woman, and someone actually wanted to harm her.

He felt a surge of anger.

Seeing his expression, Xiao Ruoyu felt a little better.

Chu Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, then stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

Xiao Ruoyu's spirits lifted.

It seemed that he still cared about his sister.

If he had just asked a question and then ignored it, that would have truly chilled her heart.

It seemed that his indifference that night was feigned, and he actually liked his elder sister, but deliberately acted indifferent to gain her approval.

As Chu Zhiyuan spoke, he walked outside.

Zou Fang, like a shadow, hurried to the side to pick up a fur coat and sable hat, and promptly helped him put them on as he stepped out the door.

As he walked out of the gate, Guo Chi and four innate guards were already waiting.

Beside Guo Chi were also three more grandmasters, Gao Jiong and Sun Yanwu, as well as Ji Dongxiao, who had been recently recruited.

Ji Dongxiao had handsome features, a calm demeanor, and a mature uncle vibe, and his attitude was neither servile nor arrogant.

After the three arrived at the Qing Prince's mansion, they greatly increased the strength of the Qing Prince's mansion's guards, and now belonged to Guo Chi, always following Chu Zhiyuan.

They ran into Huang Shirong halfway, who spent most of her time patrolling the streets of Yujing City, dealing with emergencies at any time.

Her diligence was one of the reasons why she was able to be promoted to hall master at such a young age, the rest being her good background and strong cultivation.

Huang Shirong smiled and said, "I've already sent Wan Yang, Mr. Wan, to investigate, and we should be able to find out soon."

"I want to take a look," Chu Zhiyuan said.

Huang Shirong's bright eyes flashed, and she chuckled, "If Your Highness personally takes action, that would be even better. Xu Shimei, please invite Mr. Wan over."

"Let's go to my place," Chu Zhiyuan said, "The new residence."

"Alright," Huang Shirong nodded.

Xiao Ruoyu had been following Chu Zhiyuan, watching him talk to Huang Shirong, and noticed that the two were proper, although close, they didn't seem to have any romantic relationship, but rather like old friends.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

However, listening to Huang Shirong's tone, she had extreme trust in Chu Zhiyuan, as if he could solve anything as long as he took action himself.

Was Chu Zhiyuan really that capable?

He was half-doubtful and half-curious, and together they came to Chu Zhiyuan's new residence.

Walking into the residence, Chu Zhiyuan led them around, but before they could finish exploring, they heard a report that Xu Mengyu and the others had arrived, Chu Zhiyuan led everyone to the front hall.

Beside Xu Mengyu was a plain-looking middle-aged man, of average height, thin and vigorous like a pine tree.

It was Wan Yang, the top detective of the Zhenwu Division.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at him and knew his realm, the eighth level of innate, only two levels lower than himself, and estimated that it would be difficult to step into the grandmaster realm.

After Wan Yang cupped his fist in greeting, he spoke of the progress of the investigation.

It had been determined that the invitation was not from the Kangguo Duke's mansion, but was privately made, and they were preparing to find the craftsman who made the invitations for the Kangguo Duke's mansion.

This craftsman was a royal craftsman, currently working in the palace.

Even the Zhenwu Division couldn't directly break into the palace to find him, and had to wait for him to finish work and return before questioning him.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't ask much, but took the invitation and closed his eyes.

He activated his super-senses to the strongest extent, and all the smells and auras on the invitation flooded into his mind, and the Tianyuan Sutra circulated.

The aura of Meteorite Tears descended from the sky, clearing his mind and rapidly replenishing his consumption.

These days, he had been using the Phoenix Pendant to stimulate his spirit and activate the power of his soul, and over time, it had had a noticeable effect.

The range of his super-senses was increasing, and the effect of his super-senses was strengthening.

Under the strongest state of super-senses, several figures appeared vaguely before his eyes, as if standing in a thick fog.

The Tianyuan Sutra was urged on without stopping, supporting the consumption of his powerful spirit.

Finally, he saw these figures clearly.

There were a total of six figures, each corresponding to a different aura, scattered in different directions.

He opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the Anguo Duke's mansion, and then looked in another direction, five auras were in the Anguo Duke's mansion, and only one was in another direction.

The five were people from the Duke's mansion, and the other one should be the person who sent the invitation.

He pondered thoughtfully.

Should he reveal his super-senses?

Huang Shirong already knew, but what about Xiao Ruoyu?

If he let Xiao Ruoling know that he had this ability, would she be more vigilant, and thus more concealed and deceive him.

After a moment, he decided to reveal a part of it.

Just a kind of vague feeling, which wouldn't be too surprising to say.

"Let's go," he turned his head and said.

Huang Shirong's bright eyes lit up: "Found it?"

"I have a vague feeling, let's see if we can find him."

"Then let's go quickly," Huang Shirong's bright eyes shone even brighter.

Chu Zhiyuan's search for the Jade Cauldron Sect was still imprinted in her mind, and could not be erased, and she had always hoped that he would show his power again.

Unfortunately, he refused later.

A divine weapon should not be used lightly, she understood his concerns, and had never forced him, and had always kept this secret.

Now that she could finally witness it again, it was difficult to suppress her excitement.

Chu Zhiyuan, Huang Shirong, Xiao Ruoyu, and the guards came to an ordinary people's residence.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at this ordinary residence: "It should be here."

Huang Shirong pursed her lips.

Wan Yang stepped forward and knocked on the door, and a trembling old woman opened the door, looking at them blankly, her ears seemed to be deaf, and she couldn't hear Wan Yang's words.

Wen Qianqian snorted, and floated forward, her movements were extremely fast, and before the old woman could react, she restrained her, and then floated into the courtyard.

Xu Mengyu followed closely beside her.

The two women in white were like two white clouds floating into the courtyard again, and soon came out, Wen Qianqian was carrying a brown-clothed old man in her hand.

The old man was chubby, looked like a rich man, his face was ruddy, his features were kind, and he looked very likable.

"Bang!" She threw the old man in front of Huang Shirong.

Huang Shirong looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, and slowly said: "Who are you? Da Zhen's, or Da Meng's? Da Zhen's secret agent, why send an invitation to the Anguo Duke's mansion?"

"-" The old man had already been restrained, and only his eyes could move.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Acting on orders, tell me where to meet."

Wan Yang's expression changed slightly.

Huang Shirong's expression also changed: "Is he a secret agent of Da Zhen?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Looking at his reaction, he is a secret agent of Da Zhen, acting on orders, it will be difficult to find out why, we must first find out where to meet, and in what way."

"Mr. Wan, can you ask him?" Huang Shirong looked at Wan Yang.

Wan Yang smiled: "Wait a moment."

He carried the old man into the courtyard, and disappeared.

Huang Shirong said: "Mr. Wan is not only a master of detection, but also a master of interrogation, even the most powerful guys can be pried open."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Is there a secret method that can make people speak?"

He was very curious about such a secret method.

What Super-Sense saw was that after Wan Yang entered the courtyard, he put the old man flat on the ground, then tapped a few fingers lightly, and then calmly looked down.

The old man's body trembled, and then his face began to turn red, as if he was applying rouge, and in the blink of an eye, it turned red.

His body began to tremble, and it seemed like rats were moving under his skin, rising and falling, even his face was rising and falling, which looked extremely scary.

A quarter of an hour later, Wan Yang squatted down and patted his chest twice, and said lightly: "Is there anything you want to say? If you don't want to say it, continue."

"I'll talk!" The old man's voice was dry and unpleasant.

Wan Yang quietly looked down at him.

The old man's expression was decadent, and he said the place and method of contact.

Wan Yang nodded in satisfaction, sealed his acupoints, and came out to report to Chu Zhiyuan and the others.

Afterwards, Chu Zhiyuan and the others came to the root of the tree in front of the house and found a small tree hole under the bluestone slab.

Chu Zhiyuan touched the small tree hole and frowned.

Indeed, there were only two people's auras.

One was the old man, and the other was a stranger.

Then they found a seal left by the contact person in the house.

With this seal, Chu Zhiyuan and the others found the Sifang Pavilion.