Chapter 361: Lead the Way

There were only four great cultivators in the black robes in total.

Now that one has fallen, for the Profound Heaven Cave, this must be a situation of life or death.

All for the Xu family.

The Great Qian and the Profound Heaven Cave, these allies, have finally completely torn off their masks.

Yet no one among the Wumiao raised any objection.

They silently followed behind Shen Yi, darting toward the direction of the Imperial City.

"What is the situation now?"

Xu Hongde looked at his daughter; he saw that as soon as they approached that majestic city, Shen Yi had vanished from everyone's sight.

There was no discussion on how to respond to the Profound Heaven Cave's retaliation, nor were any arrangements made for the Xu clan members.

"Brother Shen..."

Xu Qing'er also looked toward the city.

Based on her understanding of Brother Shen, whenever the other party showed themselves in such a manner, there was a high probability that slaughter would follow.

But isn't this the Great Qian's Imperial City?

"Isn't that obvious?"

The Xu family's old crone turned her head: "The Profound Heaven Cave clearly mastered the fact that our entire clan was relocating long ago; since it wasn't the Wumiao that betrayed us, there must be a traitor within."

"Rest assured, we will give the Xu family an explanation as soon as possible."

Master Zhu Jue stopped his movement, and killing intent surged in his eyes.

The scene just now was too shocking; it almost made them overlook this matter.

If it hadn't been for the coincidence that Yan Shidi Shen happened to return this time...

... the Xu family would truly have been exterminated.

Rather than saying we must give the Xu family an explanation, it is more that we must give Yan Shidi Shen an account.

In the Imperial City, inside a temple where even birds avoided the door.

A young man in a hemp shirt smiled ingratiatingly and handed over a few scattered silver coins: "Please, Brother Luo, help me out one more time."

"Not that I'm saying, but wanting to get a job inside the Wang Fu is not as easy as you think."

Old Luo was a menial servant who delivered vegetables for the Wang Fu, but when mentioning those three words, a bit of arrogance appeared on his greasy face: "Someone of your status, an outsider with no known background, had better prepare more silver in advance; it will be useful for smoothing over relationships."

Upon hearing this, the young man bowed his head humbly and agreed: "You speak with reason."

"Damn it, this broken temple is truly sinister; I always feel a chill."

Old Luo rubbed his arms vigorously and spat: "Next time, find a better restaurant; don't invite me to places like this."

Having said that, he quickly turned and left.

After he had gone far away, Chen Ji stopped smiling, sat back down beneath the Buddha statue, and pulled a long blade from the corner of the offering table.

He silently stroked the blade.

Sneaking this blade into the Imperial City had already exhausted all his energy.

But at this moment, feeling the cold touch transmitted to his palm, Chen Ji still could not find the sense of stability he had when he was at the Zhen Mo Si in Outside Qingzhou.

He could not understand: in this vast Imperial City, in the Wang Fu where experts were as numerous as clouds...

... what role could he possibly play with just the blade in his hand and his barely Foundation Establishment strength?

The Captains all praised his talent as excellent and his diligence as astonishing.

At the age of twenty, in less than two years, solely by soaking in medicinal baths, he had broken through four barriers and successfully drawn Qi into his apertures; he would surely achieve great things in the future.

But now, it seemed he could only watch helplessly as Chen Jinyu was taken away.

A country boy who couldn't even manage to see the other party once.

"At least I need to know if Chen Jinyu is safe."

Chen Ji did not blame the Zhen Mo Si for handing his sister over to those few people like that.

He was just a small Captain after all.

Moreover, the General-in-Chief had even dispatched a Zhen Mo Great General to protect him alone... this was an treatment that was simply unbelievable.

But although Chen Ji's cultivation was not high, having followed my lord Shen for so long, his mind had become much sharper.

Just by looking at the contemptuous attitude of those two Wang Fu guards toward Old General Chen, one could see how profound their cultivation was; if he stayed in Outside Qingzhou any longer, perhaps even Old General Chen would be in danger.

"Chen Jinyu... wait for me."

Chen Ji took a deep breath, and a certain ferocity appeared on his face.

He was completely unaware that right behind him, two demon souls were whispering to each other.

"Why doesn't this kid ask the Master for help?" the Golden-Eyed Lion Emperor stroked his chin.

"How would I know?" Shenxu Laozu shrugged; according to logic, since the Master had specially arranged for the two of them to come find someone, there should be some connection.

As the two demon souls were chatting, they suddenly stood straight.

Almost at the same time, a figure in a black robe stood at the temple entrance.

"Who!"

Chen Ji subconsciously wanted to hide the long blade; just as he nervously raised his head, he saw that familiar handsome face.

His pupils shrank abruptly, and even his facial features twitched slightly.

Shen Yi said nothing more, glanced at him casually: "Why are you standing there stupidly? Lead the way."

"..."

Chen Ji gripped the hilt of the blade tightly, trying hard to conceal the redness in his eyes.

He remembered that the last time he heard those familiar words, it was when he led my lord Shen to Liuli Temple Village.

It was from that day on that the other party ruthlessly slaughtered the dog demon's family of three, and then seemed to become a different person.

"My Lord Shen... I... my sister..."

He choked up, wanting to explain something, but saw Shen Yi slowly turn his body and stride toward the outside of the Buddha temple.

Leaving behind only a calm remark.

"You just lead the way properly."

Hearing this, Chen Ji gritted his teeth, rubbed his eyes, grabbed his blade, and rushed out.

He saw that a huge crowd still stood outside the temple, each possessing an extraordinary aura.

At this moment, they were all looking at him with curiosity.

"Uh."

Chen Ji instantly froze, but then ran toward My Lord Shen anyway.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, completely unaware of who this young man in hemp clothes was; he looked utterly unremarkable, until Aqing suddenly whispered, "I have seen him. At the Zhen Mo Si in Outside Qingzhou, he was responsible for guarding the courtyard."

"So..."

Master Zhu Jue blinked. Was Master Shen's brother in such a hurry to return actually not to catch the traitor?

"Where are they going?"

As if responding to Master Zhu Jue's confusion, the crowd soon heard Chen Ji's words.

"My Lord Shen, I asked someone, and Chen Jinyu is at the Wang Fu."

"Good."

Shen Yi walked onto the main street, heading toward the place he had first visited when he came to the Imperial City.

For some reason, whenever he walked beside My Lord Shen, Chen Ji felt an immense sense of security; the other man was taciturn, yet had never let the people of Outside Qingzhou down.

Finally, that luxurious mansion came into view.

Old Luo was chatting and laughing with the gatekeeper when he suddenly saw that hemp-clothed brat from just now, charging over with a gleaming steel blade in hand.

He instantly shivered all over.

In this place, the Imperial City, did someone still dare to forcibly break into the Wang Fu?!

Or did he intend to use some special method to attract the Wang Fu's attention?

Before Chen Ji could get close.

Two white-robed guards slowly rose to their feet, and the crowd on the street was also drawn to this scene.

After seeing the faint aura on Chen Ji's body.

One of the guards' eyes took on a strange look, while the other hesitated for a moment, staring at Chen Ji's face as if recalling something, and said in surprise, "Could this not be that runaway brat? Coming all the way to the Wang Fu's gate just to die?"

The moment those words left his mouth, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness emanate from his forehead.

Immediately after, the two guards finally saw the figure draped in a black robe with golden patterns not far away.

In the past, Shen Yi might have found some other excuse.

But now, he merely took a slight step forward.

In an instant, purple-gold flames spread out, sweeping toward the front like a tide.

(End of this chapter)