Lan Hua headed eastward, setting off towards the Eastern Region.
A month later, Lan Hua passed through the Dan Hua Mountain area, but did not go to the Dan Shen Temple. She only glanced at it before leaving.
The Dan God Temple holds many fond memories for him, and he has a confidante who took care of him, but he can never go back to that place.
Unbeknownst to him, the Third Prince Zhou Yu had already returned from the Pill God Palace and came directly to the Demon Suppression Division to find him, but he hadn't even seen a hair of Lan Hua.
This left Zhou Yu speechless, exclaiming that Lan Hua was unreliable and too capricious in her work.
More than a month later, Lan Hua stepped into the Eastern Region and arrived at a large city, Fengxian City.
Fengxian City, with its high city walls and vast territory, is the second largest city in the Eastern Region, and many sects and aristocratic families have taken root here.
Having finally encountered such a large city, Lan Hua naturally wanted to indulge in a delicious meal.
Upon entering the city, they headed straight to a large restaurant in Fengxian City, where they were treated to the finest food and wine.
"Old Wang, have you heard? The head of the Sima family, Sima Xingtian, was assassinated last night!"
"Is this true? The Sima family is a prominent clan in Fengxian City, and also a family of cultivators! Sima Xingtian is a Yuan Dan realm expert. Old Li, are you sure the information is accurate?"
Old Li whispered, "Of course it's true! One of my distant nephews works as a servant in the Sima family, and the family is already preparing for his funeral!"
Old Wang asked in surprise, "Although Sima Xingtian only recently broke through to the Yuan Dan realm, he was still a Yuan Dan realm expert. How could he be killed so easily?"
How would I know?
Old Wang said, "Could it be the Jiang family, the Sima family's mortal enemies, who did it?"
"Possibly, but although these two families have always been at odds, there's never been a precedent for them directly sending assassins!"
Old Wang laughed and said, "Forget it, we can't be bothered with the struggles between powerful families. Let's just be honest and upright, be small-time cultivators, do some manual labor, and support ourselves!"
"Too!"
The two threw down half a tael of silver and left the restaurant.
Lan Hua listened with great interest, and felt a little regretful when the two left just like that.
"If a Yuan Dan realm expert is killed, then the person who killed him must also be at least a Yuan Dan realm expert?"
After Lan Hua finished eating and drinking, she was about to leave when she noticed that the people at the next table were also talking about the death of the Sima family head.
The bottom that had just been lifted up was pressed against the bench again.
"Sima Xingtian was the number one expert among the aristocratic families, the only Yuan Dan realm expert. Even in this Phoenix Immortal City, he was ranked among the top three experts. It's truly pathetic that he died like this!"
"That's right. I originally thought that Sima Xingtian would overpower the Jiang family, his mortal enemy, after breaking through to the Yuan Dan realm. But now, the two families are evenly matched again!"
"The Jiang family has no experts at the Yuan Dan realm. If it really was the Jiang family who did it, how did they manage to kill someone? Moreover, it happened within the Sima family compound!"
The man shook his head, not knowing.
Lan Hua smiled slightly, feeling relieved. "Assassination? It's very likely they hired an assassin!"
It was already evening when we left the restaurant.
Lan Hua did not leave the city immediately, but planned to rest in the city for one night and then head to the Immortal Talisman Sect early the next morning.
Just as Lan Hua was strolling through the night market, a figure suddenly swept past him, leaving behind a trace of blood.
"Hmm? This is... the smell of blood!"
Lan Hua was slightly taken aback, and quickly followed the figure, chasing it for several streets.
From behind, the man was dressed in black and moved extremely fast. Although there were many pedestrians on the road, almost no one noticed his whereabouts.
If Lan Hua hadn't possessed considerable cultivation and been a second-grade talisman master, it would have been difficult to discover this person.
Lan Hua followed the figure all the way to a deserted alley, but it disappeared without a trace.
"Strange, where are they?"
Lan Hua roused herself, spreading her divine senses far and wide, carefully searching for the figure.
Suddenly, a blade flashed and shot straight at Lan Hua's throat.
Lan Hua was taken aback, and a faint light flashed beneath her feet as she dodged the attack.
Turning his head, he realized that what had attacked him was not a long sword, but a throwing knife.
The throwing knife was so powerful that it pierced through the wall and disappeared without a trace.
When her first strike failed, three more flying knives came flying at incredible speed. Lan Hua quickly dodged left and right, caught off guard by the attack.
Seeing that the man was about to come again, Lan Hua quickly shouted, "Stop! I'm not here to kill you, don't worry!"
The man, holding three throwing knives in each hand, looked wary and whispered, "Who are you? Why are you chasing me?"
Lan Hua gave a wry smile and said, "I was just curious, I meant no harm!"
The man was masked, but his hands remained on his hands, awaiting further explanation from Lan Hua.
Lan Hua said, "If I'm not mistaken, it was you who murdered the head of the Sima family! Don't misunderstand, I just resigned from the Demon Suppression Division, and it has nothing to do with the Sima family!"
After saying that, Lan Hua took out the Demon Suppression Division's token and threw it over.
That token is an item that identifies a member of the Demon Suppression Guard; every member of the Demon Suppression Guard has one.
When Lan Hua resigned, she forgot to return the documents to the Demon Suppression Division.
Seeing that Lan Hua meant no harm, the masked man slowly lowered his hands.
Suddenly, the masked man spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest tightly with his right hand, blood seeping through his fingers.
Lan Hua instinctively stepped forward, intending to help him, but was refused by the masked man.
"You're badly injured! If you don't get treatment soon, you'll die!"
The masked man said, "It's none of your business!"
Dragging his severely injured body, he hadn't taken two steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud.
"What a show-off!"
Lan Hua shook her head, led the masked man to a dilapidated temple, and gave him a Great Rejuvenation Pill, which improved his condition.
The person under the mask looked fairly clean and was in their forties.
It wasn't until late at night that the man slowly woke up and was slightly surprised to see Lan Hua sitting in the distance.
"You're awake?" Lan Hua asked with a smile.
"You saved me?"
"Who else do you think could it be?"
The masked man hesitated for a moment before saying, "My name is Zhao Xueli. Thank you for saving me!"
"Lanhua, you're welcome!"
Zhao Xueli asked, "Brother Lan, why did you save me?"
Lan Hua smiled and said, "I have no grudge against you, and there is no need for a reason to save someone! As the Buddhists say, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda!"
"Brother Zhao, you still haven't told me how you got injured like this?"
Zhao Xueli said with a wry smile, "You were right before, I killed Sima Xingtian!"
It turns out that Zhao Xueli was an assassin hired by the Jiang family to assassinate the head of the Sima family.
Zhao Xueli possesses peak Transformation Realm cultivation and is skilled in throwing knife techniques, never missing his target. However, Sima Xingtian is, after all, the head of a powerful family and possesses Yuan Dan Realm cultivation.
Although he was well-versed in assassination and completed his mission, he was ultimately injured by Sima Xingtian.
Sima Xingtian's younger brother, Sima Xingkong, chased Zhao Xueli for almost a day and a night, and Zhao Xueli almost lost his life at his hands.
Lan Hua exclaimed in slight surprise, "Brother Zhao is actually a professional assassin!"
Zhao Xueli said with a wry smile, "I am just a rogue cultivator with no master to follow, so I have no choice but to become an assassin!"
"Although I am an assassin, I still adhere to the code of assassination. That Sima Xingtian is arrogant and domineering, oppressing good people. He should have died long ago!"
Lan Hua nodded slightly, thinking that this assassin was quite chivalrous.
"Brother Zhao, which assassin organization do you belong to?"
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