at the same time.
Jiang Deng and his group of four were flying in the sky.
Because there were too many people, Feng Jiuyou decisively gave up flying with his sword and instead took out his lower-grade Xuan-level spirit boat. However, controlling the spirit boat consumed too much spiritual power, and he gradually became short of spiritual power.
Looking down, a city was vaguely visible. Feng Jiuyou controlled the spirit boat and slowly landed it. "Let's stay in the city for a night to rest."
Sitting on the spiritual boat, Jiang Deng asked doubtfully, "Mr. Feng, are you running out of spiritual power? I can't believe you're so young and yet you're already so weak."
Hearing this, Feng Jiuyou staggered and almost fell from the sky. His face flushed red, "You, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Jiang Yuanyi, who was standing by, hurried to try to stop the fight. "Brother Feng, you misunderstood my sister. She meant you were fast enough, oh no, not long enough. Uh, no, I meant..."
It would be better not to explain this. Jiang Zhiling didn't understand what it meant at first, but after Jiang Yuanyi's confusing explanation, she completely understood it. She and Jiang Deng laughed out loud, holding their stomachs. The spirit boat was filled with a happy atmosphere.
"Shut up, Prince!"
Feng Jiuyou angrily slapped Jiang Yuanyi and sent him flying. Jiang Yuanyi crashed heavily into the spirit boat and spit out blood. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
Jiang Deng laughed even more happily. "Feng, my elder brother just told me the truth, why did you get so angry that you hit me?"
"Jiang Deng! This prince is magnanimous and will not argue with you. You'd better not provoke me again!" Feng Jiuyou gritted his teeth and glared at Jiang Deng fiercely.
The master told him two things: the matter of Jinshalu must be messed up, and the matter of Jiang Deng must not be messed up. When he returns to the sect, he will have no trouble finding an opportunity to deal with this shameless woman!
The spirit boat landed in the city.
The city is called Cangfengbao, named after its fortress-like shape. Since the residents are all mortals and it is now night and after the curfew, there are not many people on the streets, so their arrival did not cause a sensation.
Feng Jiuyou seemed to be particularly familiar with this place. He did not choose to stay in the nearby inn, but went straight to the castle lord's mansion.
At the castle lord's mansion, servants were already waiting at the city gate. When they saw them, they immediately came forward and led them into the hall, as if they had been prepared for their arrival.
Noticing this anomaly, Jiang Deng frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong. She whispered to Jiang Zhiling beside her, "Follow me closely."
"Yeah." Jiang Zhiling nodded heavily and gently pulled the corner of Jiang Deng's clothes. It was her first time leaving Jizhou City where the Jiang Mansion was located. She didn't trust anyone else but her elder sister.
As soon as I entered the hall and sat down, a boy about eighteen years old walked in from outside.
He is tall and strong, with tough features, and can be described as handsome. He is dressed in a black suit and has a warrior's sense of coolness when he walks.
"Young Master." The servants waiting on the side spoke one after another. It was obvious that this man was the young master of Cangfeng Fort, Qin Guang.
A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Deng's eyes. The third level of Qi Refining Realm?
Tsk, a mortal city, and there are cultivators? Even though their cultivation is not high, it is still very interesting.
"Brother Feng."
Qin Guang walked straight up to Feng Jiuyou and bowed.
Feng Jiuyou's face was not in good spirits. Although he and Qin Guang were childhood playmates, that was many years ago. Now they were separated by the gap between immortals and mortals. How could he still call him brother? He really had no sense of etiquette!
Fortunately, Qin Guang's father, Qin Youwei, the lord of Cangfeng Fort, was very understanding. He hurried over and said flatteringly, "Master, please take a seat. I'll trouble you to escort my son to the Taichu Sword Sect's once-a-decade sect assessment."
Feng Jiuyou raised his head proudly, "Where is the thing this prince wants?"
"Here, here, what the Immortal Master wants, how dare I not prepare it?" As he said that, Qin Youwei reached into his sleeve and stuffed a book into Feng Jiuyou.
"That's more like it."
Feng Jiuyou checked it briefly and found that it was indeed the sword manual he needed. His expression looked a little better.
He heard that the Qin family had a powerful swordsman from the Taichu Sword Sect, so he planned to get the sword manual written by that swordsman and hand it over to the sect to make up for his mistake of not obtaining any rare treasures.
"The people I brought with me are all mortals. They will rest here for one night and set off again tomorrow morning."
"Yes, yes, I'm ready. Master, please..."
Qin Youwei led the way with a smile on his face.
Jiang Deng, who was walking behind, fell into deep thought. When the book was taken out just now, she took a sneak peek and found that it seemed to be some martial arts secret book.
Hmm? What's so rare about a mortal's martial arts manual? How could Feng Jiuyou, a cultivator on the verge of forming a core, actually be interested in this? Hmm... that's a big problem.
Jiang Deng was concerned.
at night.
After Jiang Zhiling, who lived in the same room, fell asleep, Jiang Deng listened carefully for a while and confirmed that Jiang Yuanyi and Feng Jiuyou in the neighboring room were also quiet before she got up.
After setting up a formation in the house to protect Jiang Zhiling, Jiang Deng quietly walked out of the room, avoiding the patrolling guards along the way, and came to the outside of the castle lord's room.
Not long after, the door opened and Qin Youwei came out. He looked around and after confirming that there was no one around, he went straight into the rockery in the garden.
Jiang Deng followed without any hesitation. Qin Youwei was just an ordinary person and there was nothing to worry about.
After Qin Youwei in front turned the protruding stone on the rockery, the two rockery pieces that were close together immediately separated, revealing a passage hidden inside. It was pitch black and there was no end in sight.
Qin Youwei walked in first, and Jiang Deng followed.
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