Chapter 214: Leave! Fools have foolish luck!

Qi Jiguang only stayed in the capital for one day before leaving. He really came in a hurry and left in a hurry, making Chu Yang sigh that the other party was even busier than him, the Emperor.

That ship of machine tools would reach Jinling City in three to five days, and then they would start to play their role. Once the firearms on the blueprints were mass-produced, it wouldn't take long to change this world.

The change of offense and defense between the Human and Demon races was imminent.

The Demon Race didn't know that the real doomsday was coming. They were enjoying themselves to the fullest on the small island of Dongying, turning it into a hell on earth, a paradise for the Demon Race, or watching coldly and waiting silently, waiting for the demon disaster that ravaged the Ten Thousand Demon Nation to appear on the land of the Ming Empire.

Compared to the Demon Race, Chu Yang was more worried about the eerie demons; they were a kind of life that shouldn't have appeared in the world.

As an existence that almost killed him, Chu Yang had a deep impression of demons. The ominous aura flowing from their blood seemed to want to pollute the whole world, making people become crazy, cold-blooded, and even monsters without reason.

He would definitely go to the Ten Thousand Demon Nation; Chu Yang wouldn't care whether Zhuge Zhengwo or others agreed or not.

Two or three days later, good news came from Lu Xiaofeng's side. He successfully broke through to the Grandmaster realm and became one of the few martial arts Grandmasters in the Ming Empire. Although he had broken through the realm, he still looked very unreliable, and that smugness was written all over his face.

Taking advantage of having nothing to do, and also to celebrate for Lu Xiaofeng, Chu Yang set up a table at the Xian Prince Mansion, with Li Ge Xiao, Hua Manlou, Sikong Zhaixing, and the uninvited Chai Hu.

The Imperial Guard was dispersed and headed to the North and South respectively. Chai Hu also left the Imperial Guard at that time; he was kicked out by Zhuge Zhengwo and sent directly to Li Ge Xiao.

The two got along very well, as if they had known each other in their previous lives. Li Ge Xiao invited Chai Hu to join the team he was about to form, and Chai Hu agreed without thinking; he believed in Li Ge Xiao's character.

Lu Xiaofeng also received an invitation from the Six Doors, and it was Guo Bujing who came to talk in person. He appreciated Lu Xiaofeng's ability to handle cases and his intelligence that could come in handy at any time.

It's a pity that Lu Xiaofeng politely declined Guo Bujing's proposal.

The reason was very simple.

He liked freedom.

Letting a wanderer give up freedom was equivalent to letting him die. Honestly speaking, he didn't like handling cases that much; every time he just happened to run into them and had to do it reluctantly.

If he could, Lu Xiaofeng hoped that he could live a quiet and ordinary life, doing nothing every day, drinking some wine, gambling some money, and preferably having a few confidantes by his side.

The work intensity of the Six Doors was too high, and there was never a moment of leisure, which was seriously different from Lu Xiaofeng's life creed.

Seemingly feeling Lu Xiaofeng's sincerity, Guo Bujing never mentioned this matter again. He gave Lu Xiaofeng a waist token of the Six Doors, letting Lu Xiaofeng go to the local Six Doors for help if he had trouble in the future.

Lu Xiaofeng happily took the waist token; no gift was more suitable for him than this, and he also understood Guo Bujing's intention, using a more subtle way to wait for him to change his mind.

After finishing this meal, Lu Xiaofeng planned to say goodbye. He had stayed in the capital long enough and was a bit tired of it. Most importantly, he had been to all the brothels that had opened in the past two years, and there was nothing worth lingering here.

Li Ge Xiao also planned to go out for a spin to fill up his team. It was said that he already had a favorite candidate.

Chu Yang naturally knew who he had chosen, but he was still curious if the plot would change, for example, the appearance of Chai Hu was vastly different from the original plot.

"After you have found everyone, we will go to the Yihua Palace to find Yao Yue for the Mingyu Art."

"Ah? Your Majesty, are we really going?"

"Did you think I was joking with you?"

"It's probably not good to easily offend the Yihua Palace. The Divine Marquis just said two days ago that we should cooperate with the sects."

"Can't you just treat it as cooperation?"

"Hmm... Your Majesty makes sense."

The Mingyu Art was necessary for Li Ge Xiao. The martial arts he knew were too rigid, and he still had the true essence of the Wedding Dress Divine Art passed on to him by Yan Nantian in his body. If he didn't reconcile them, in the long run, the yin and yang would be out of balance, and sooner or later it would backfire on himself.

"How is Magistrate Zheng doing recently?"

"Since that day, Master has not stepped out of the house, huddled in the mansion alone, and even I cannot go in to visit him."

"Hmm, give him some time. A person cannot live in the memories of the past. If he doesn't take that step, he will never have hope of becoming a Grandmaster in his life."

"That's what I say, but I'll still worry. I hope Master can break through his own inner demons."

Talking about Zheng Dongliu, Li Ge Xiao's emotions were a bit low. He was perhaps the person who could understand the other party best. He had spent those years trapped by his inner demons in a very miserable way. If it weren't for Chu Yang drinking with him, he probably wouldn't have been able to persist until today.

After eating and drinking, everyone returned to their respective rooms to rest. The Xian Prince Mansion became quiet again in the night. Chu Yang didn't return to the Imperial Palace but slept in his old room.

Over the past few years, he rarely slept here because he didn't sleep peacefully, fearing that his cheap imperial brother would want to kill him if he had a wrong nerve, so he tossed and turned every night.

Later, he lingered in the brothels. The noisier it was, the more at ease he felt. Only in such an environment could he have a good sleep. He didn't know if it was psychological.

Tonight, he slept very soundly, and there was no more suffering in his heart.

Early the next morning, Chu Yang, who had just stepped out of the room, heard the news of Lu Xiaofeng and Li Ge Xiao's departure from the butler. They left in a hurry, without even saying hello, perhaps fearing that it would be harder to leave if they did.

Looking at the cold Xian Prince Mansion, Chu Yang was lost in thought.

Time passed slowly.

The matter of pills, under the promotion of the Six Doors and the Divine Marquis Mansion, gradually became known to everyone, causing an uproar in the entire jianghu. Some people believed it, and some didn't.

Some even said it was a conspiracy...

The imperial court didn't explain, letting the rumors spread, but only issued a bounty for the flesh and blood of the Demon Race in major prefectural cities. The price was a bit expensive, and after the pills were formed, they would be split 50-50.

Hunting demon beasts was an act of tying one's life to one's belt, and taking away half at once made it hard for people to accept. But they didn't know that this was the result of Zhuge Zhengwo's hard efforts to fight for it; Chu Yang's initial setting was a 9-1 split.

Strange to say, the higher the price was set, the more those jianghu people believed that this matter was true, and many people had the idea of trying it.

A few days later, the prefectural cities were full of warriors carrying demon beasts, looking for alchemists to refine pills.

Most of the demon beasts' cultivation was not high, both demon beasts and spirit demons were there, and some were just ordinary wild beasts.

The corpses of wild beasts were pulled away by butchers in the city amidst the ridicule of the crowd.

Subsequently, the guards of the prefectural city and the constables in black robes appeared, recording the names of the warriors present and the demon beasts they had hunted, and agreeing on the time to pick up the pills.

The warriors didn't dare to act rashly, because those were the constables of the Divine Marquis Mansion...

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Zheng Dayou was twenty years old this year. He had started practicing martial arts at the age of eight and had been doing so for twelve years. For twelve years, he had been stuck in the stage of tempering his body. His peers had long completed blood exchange, but he hadn't even completed a single blood exchange. Saying his aptitude was mediocre was already overpraising him.

He couldn't stay in his hometown anymore, so he simply came out to gain some experience. As a result, he encountered demon beasts fighting on the road, which almost scared Zheng Dayou to death. Fortunately, there was a tree hole nearby, and he hid in the hole for a day, only daring to crawl out when it was deep in the night.

After walking a few steps, he saw that the ground was full of blood, and there was half a white fox corpse. It was likely that it had failed in the fight and became the other party's ration. It had only eaten half, and the winning demon beast didn't have a big appetite. Zheng Dayou gathered his courage and went forward to carefully examine the remaining half of the white fox corpse.

Zheng Dayou, whose ancestors were hunters, could see that the quality of the fur was excellent. If he took it to the city to sell, he would definitely be able to sell it for a lot of silver, so a smile appeared on his face.

What is this called? If you survive a great disaster, you will definitely have future blessings.

Taking advantage of the fact that no wild beasts had smelled the blood, Zheng Dayou hurriedly packed up the half fox corpse and headed to the city in high spirits.

At this time, it was not yet dawn, and the city gate guards were yawning, and then they saw Zheng Dayou carrying the fox corpse walking from afar.

"Brother, are you also here to refine pills?" The guard curiously sized up the fox corpse on Zheng Dayou's shoulder.

"Refine what pills?" Zheng Dayou was stunned, not knowing what the guard was talking about at all.

"You don't know?" The guard saw him looking at himself with full confusion, so he had to patiently explain the matter of the pills, and then smiled, "You are the first warrior to enter the city with the flesh and blood of the Demon Race. If you want to refine pills, you are probably the first warrior to eat the pills."

"I am the first?" Zheng Dayou's heart moved, and he hurriedly said, "Then please, Brother Guard, let me enter the city quickly."

"Understand, understand." The guard chuckled, didn't find anything strange about Zheng Dayou, thought for a while, and let him enter the city.

Zheng Dayou headed straight for the prefectural government office, his heart beating violently, like a drum. In the dark, he had a premonition that this might be his opportunity.

At the entrance of the government office.

The guards and constables were ready, but they only waited for a man with an honest face.

He carried half a fox corpse, looked at this group of somewhat "fierce" imperial court hawks with eager eyes, and asked stammeringly, "I heard from the brother at the city gate that I can exchange the flesh and blood of the Demon Race for pills to improve martial arts cultivation, is that right?"

"Yes." "Leng Leng," the person in charge of this prefectural city, said coldly, "But I'll say it first, 50% of the pills refined must be handed over."

Zheng Dayou grinned, "No problem."

It was originally useless flesh and blood of the Demon Race, he couldn't even eat it, and now being able to use it to refine pills was already a profit. As for handing over 50%... what's there to feel sorry about for something picked up? "Come over and write your name." Leng Leng patiently helped Zheng Dayou fill in the information. The other party didn't know a single word, and the process was inevitably a bit difficult, but there was no trace of impatience on the girl's face, and her demeanor was always calm.

As the youngest of the four great divine catchers of the Six Doors, Leng Leng often had to take care of her senior brothers like an adult, especially the third senior brother, Zhui Feng. When he didn't speak, he looked quite handsome, but when he spoke, he was like a fool, his brains almost flowing out of his mouth.

It just so happened that Master liked to let her and the third senior brother team up to perform tasks. On the road, she was really annoyed by him. Leng Leng couldn't remember how many times she had wanted to dismember the third senior brother. It was precisely because she had been with the annoying person for a long time that Leng Leng's tolerance for people was quite high. As long as this person didn't call her real name to her face, any big thing could be sat down and talked about slowly.

After filling in the identity information, Zheng Dayou stood at the entrance of the government office and waited silently, like a statue. If you didn't know, you would think he was one of the constables.

Leng Leng couldn't watch it anymore, pulled him aside, and asked, "It will be a while before the pills are refined. Don't you have a place to go? Don't just wait here."

Zheng Dayou scratched his head and said, "No."

He just came to the city to find a job, mix a meal, and continue to practice martial arts by the way, to see if there was a chance to step into the realm of blood exchange.

"Go for a stroll on the street."

"There's no one on the street."

"Who said that? The breakfast sellers should have set up their stalls."

Hearing breakfast, Zheng Dayou's eyes brightened, and he hurriedly nodded, "Then I'll go take a look."

Leng Leng breathed a sigh of relief, waved her hand and said, "Go quickly, by the time you finish eating, the pills will be almost refined."

Zheng Dayou nodded, turned around with a smile, and walked toward the street, thinking about what to eat later.

A young constable leaned over and asked, "Senior Sister, why are you telling him so much?"

"This person is silly, standing with us affects our image." Leng Leng said, "If I don't drive him away, others will think the Six Doors are all like this. When going out, how can we let Master lose face."

The young constable agreed deeply, "Senior Sister is right."

Not long after, more and more people appeared at the entrance of the government office, all of whom had heard the news and came to refine pills.

Once there were many people, the entrance seemed very crowded, so the constables complained in a low voice.

"It was originally a temporarily requisitioned place. If you want a comfortable place to work, wait until the alchemy workshop is built. Now, cheer up for me."

Leng Leng took out the posture of a senior sister, and a cold shout made the constables cheer up.

Someone in the crowd recognized her identity and shouted aloud: "It's Constable Leng, one of the Four Great Divine Constables of the Six Fan Sect!"

Hearing the words Constable Leng, the crowd immediately boiled over, all squeezing forward, wanting to witness the demeanor of the legendary four great divine catchers.

The Six Doors had a high reputation among the people, not only because of the reputation of "Guo the Hero" but also because of their duties, which had closer contact with the people.

Demons and great demons were not common, but people who committed crimes with force were everywhere, especially in the first few years when the world changed, the crime rate soared, and the public security in all parts of the Ming Empire was very poor.

It was the Six Doors that had made unremitting efforts for so many years that allowed the common people to live and work in peace and contentment.

At the narrow entrance of the government office, the excited people gradually lost control, letting Leng Leng smell a trace of danger.

"Draw your swords."

Leng Leng gave the order without hesitation.

The guards and constables didn't say a word and each showed their weapons! The guards held park swords in their hands, while the weapons taken out by the constables of the Six Doors were all different.

Some were swords, some were knives, some were flails, some were iron rulers, and all kinds of strange weapons were available.

As soon as the cold-glaring weapons appeared, the restless crowd immediately calmed down, and the few people at the front desperately hid back, fearing that the gun would hit the bird that stuck its head out.

"The Six Doors is not your backyard, be careful for me!"

Leng Leng scanned the crowd.

When the crowd returned to order, the constables began to register in an orderly manner.

Just then, a person walked out of the government office, holding a wooden box in his hand, and walked toward Leng Leng.

A strange medicinal fragrance came from the box, and the warrior closest to it just smelled it, and his whole body's Qi and blood suddenly strengthened a bit.

"It's the pill!"

(End of this chapter) ===== CHAPTER 215 =====