Windless City, Alchemist Guild.

Chu Tian was wearing a feather cape made of black and white crane feathers, holding a emerald green wooden staff. Surrounded by Master Qiao and a group of alchemists, he walked into the Alchemist Guild with a smile on his face.

A faint fragrance wafted out from the wooden stick in Chu Tian's hand. The fragrance drifted far away with the wind. Those who smelled the fragrance felt refreshed, as if every pore was spewing out a trace of cool air, and the body felt so comfortable that it made them shiver.

Someone noticed the six-foot-long, ordinary-looking emerald green wooden stick in Chu Tian's hand. It was really strange, why was this wooden stick so fragrant? It was a bit like the fragrance of the old golden osmanthus in Hancui Cliff.

The wind blew, and the faint fragrance emanating from the wooden stick drifted hundreds of feet away.

Diagonally opposite the Alchemist Guild, at the intersection a hundred feet away, there was a restaurant on the top floor. The fragrance was carried by the wind to the private room that occupied the top floor.

There was a huge long table by the window, with land and water displayed, and countless fine wines and delicacies piled up like a mountain.

Jin Ao stood quietly at the window with his back to the long table, looking sternly at Chu Tian as he slowly walked along the long street and finally walked into the Alchemist Guild. He placed his hands on the windowsill, tapping the window frame with his fingers bit by bit.

“Is this the Heavenly Master who refined the Wanying Exorcist Pill?” With a sneer, Jin Ao did not wait for the subordinates standing behind him to answer, and whispered to himself: “Heavenly Master? This name is too domineering and arrogant. His fate is not good enough. He can’t bear it. He will die without a burial place!”

"When he becomes my slave, I'll ask him to change his name. His name is Hu Xiaotian? Then change it to Hu Xiaodi. The name of Earth Master is not bad!" Jin Ao said in a gentle voice: "'Heaven' is high above, commanding everything. He is not qualified to be the 'master' of 'Heaven'. But as my slave, he is qualified to be the 'master' of this vast land!"

In the private room, dozens of big men standing there laughed together.

Among these big men, only two or three were from the Jin clan, and the others were all slaves of Jin Ao, such as some powerful demons or some spiritual practitioners with profound cultivation. Several of the spiritual practitioners had extremely strong auras, which were very different from ordinary cultivators. They were clearly powerful true spirits who had abandoned their physical bodies and used secret methods to cultivate.

Their realm is mostly at the heavenly level.

Turning around, picking up the wine glass and taking a sip of the famous apricot wine from Windless City, Jin Ao suddenly grinned, "It is said that the Windless Canyon is the most strictly patrolled. Even a hair of Tian Xiu can't get in... How did this supervisor get in?"

Everyone in the private room started laughing again.

The door of the private room opened silently, and an old man as fat as a ball walked in quietly, holding a huge round porcelain plate in his hands, on which was an extremely large fish head.

The white fish head was dotted with some crystal-like side dishes, and the bright red and green soup was thickly coated on the fish head. A mouth-watering aroma instantly filled the room, dispersing the fragrance of the wooden stick in Chu Tian's hand.

"Fifth Supervisor, this is the head of the dragonfish, a specialty of the Windless Valley. There are only three to five fish produced each year, and it is extremely delicious." The fat old man carefully placed the porcelain plate on the long table, knelt down on the ground with a "gulp" and kowtowed to Jin Ao: "It is a small gift from me, please taste it, Fifth Supervisor."

"Arowana? This thing is sent to the tribe as tribute every year. I don't say how many there are, but there are at least three to five thousand of them." Jin Ao glanced at the fat old man nonchalantly: "In this place in the Windless Valley, we can produce three to five fish a year... I think you are thoughtful."

With a raised hand, a golden jade fell in front of the fat old man. Jin Ao said coldly: "You have worked hard in this Windless Valley these years. However, looking at your shabby appearance, there is no hope for your life. Just live like this until you die... This technique is a gift to your children and grandchildren! Go away!"

Jin Ao said in a gentle voice: "Let them practice well and become my loyal servants in the future!"

The fat old man grabbed the jade pendant in ecstasy, kowtowed several times to Jin Ao, crawled backwards, and crawled out of the private room in fear and trepidation.

Jin Ao smiled indifferently and shook his head disapprovingly: "This fat guy is quite interesting! But he is too interested in this dragon fish head... Hey, since I became the Fifth Supervisor, I haven't had a single piece of this dragon fish head in my mouth in the past few years!"

With a fierce cold light flashing in his eyes, Jin Ao walked slowly to the head of the dragon fish, grabbed the chopsticks, gently pulled off a small strip of meat from the most tender tip of the plump tongue in the mouth of the dragon fish, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Yes, delicious! It is indeed delicious! Well, divide the rest among you!" Jin Ao exclaimed in praise, threw away his chopsticks, walked to the window again, and looked in the direction of the Alchemist Guild with his hands behind his back.

As if speaking to the subordinates present, or as if talking to himself, Jin Ao said in a cold voice: "It's my bad luck that the death of that idiot Jin Ba was actually related to the lowly creature I sent the Fallen Star Ocean to! Can I be blamed for this? Can I be blamed for this? It was clearly Jin Ba's own incompetence, but it implicated me!"

"Either find the bastard who killed Jin Bo, or make great achievements!"

"The Fallen Star Ocean is so vast, where can I find someone? The mother of that idiot Jin Bo, that bitch... chatters all day long, chatters non-stop. She gave birth to such a waste, and that bitch still has the guts to stir up trouble in my Jin family. I really want to fuck her alive!"

Exhaling heavily, Jin Ao drooped his eyelids and said with a half-smile: "If we can't find the person, then let's make a contribution. Hehe, I didn't expect to encounter such an interesting thing! Ancient ruins, countless treasures, what do you think? If I bring back all the treasures of an ancient ruins and destroy seven or eight forces as big as the Windless Canyon, does that count as a contribution?"

The subordinates dared not say a word.

Jin Ao tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded with satisfaction: "I think, okay! This credit is enough to offset the trouble that Jin Ao's death brought me!"

"As the direct descendants of our Jin family, our lives are naturally noble. The lives of a mere relic of an ancient ruin or a mere seven or eight Windless Canyon-sized forces are simply not worthy of our noble status!"

"But this nobility also depends on the person. For example, I... oh, no, it's the young master Jin Ao, to whom I am loyal. He is a truly noble and unparalleled person. Even if he loses a hair, it will cost more than this price."

"But Jin Bo, that lowly bastard, haha, a lowly bastard who mixed in with the blood of the 'Fire Clan', his life... is just like that!"

Jin Ao said slowly: "A lowly life is worthless... That's it!"

Jin Ao pointed casually, and at the place where his finger pointed, a group of maids standing in the corner of the private room, who were almost fainted from fright, all exploded into a ball of blood mist with a few "bangs", and were evenly smeared on the wall of the private room.