Afterwards, Zhang Yuan turned around gracefully with Spade and Margarina.

.........

Liu Shengli acted quickly, not daring to delay at all.

He first found some thick ropes, and in no time he tied Hou Tiannan up. The ropes were wrapped around Hou Tiannan's body in circles, tightly tying him up. Hou Tiannan was unable to move, like a dumpling.

Then, Liu Shengli, like a commanding general, shouted at his subordinates at the top of his voice:

"Listen carefully, everyone. Divide the unconscious members of the Jiuju Sect into six directions. Move gently and quietly transport them to the wild wasteland and discard them. Don't make any mistakes!"

After receiving the order, the younger brothers immediately started working.

After dealing with these, he immediately cleaned up the scene, picking up the mop and rag, with a focused look, he carefully wiped away the pools of blood, leaving no corner untouched;

They then properly disposed of the bodies, their movements were skillful and methodical, as if they were used to doing this.

At this time, Miss Guan, who was sitting inside the seventh area, was staring at the surveillance screen.

The scene on the screen played like a movie, especially the moment when she saw Zhang Yuan single-handedly knocking down the entire audience. Her eyes lit up and her pupils dilated slightly, showing both surprise and shock.

I couldn't help but sigh silently in my heart:

"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan, you really have unlimited potential.

I thought you knew nothing about ancient martial arts and would never have strong fighting ability in this life. Who would have thought that if you didn't make a move, it would be fine, but once you made a move, there would be casualties everywhere. It's so scary!

I've heard about the power of witchcraft, but I never thought that after learning witchcraft from Wu Xingyu, you would become so powerful.

No wonder those witchcraft masters in District 7 have to stay away from enemies who know witchcraft. Now it seems that what they said is true. The lethality of witchcraft is terrifying!"

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, her eyes gentle:

"Fortunately, you are my man.

Now that you have successfully taken control of the Yin Gui Gate, things will be much easier in the future.

As long as the news from the Yin Gui Gate reaches Qingcheng City, the Seventh District will know it clearly.

Since you want to hand over the scum of the Jiuju Sect who are not completely dead to the Seventh District, I have to send some people to take over."

With this in mind, Miss Guan acted decisively and immediately issued a series of instructions. Her voice was clear and decisive, and her subordinates followed her orders and left.

After making all the arrangements, she turned her thoughts to the matter of Qingyun Temple.

Now Zhang Yuan has firmly controlled the Yin Gui Sect. The Yin Gui Sect is like a tamed beast, unable to stir up any more trouble. As soon as it shows its head, it is extinguished by Zhang Yuan.

The Jiuju Sect was also badly damaged. Its secret bases were completely destroyed. It was as if it had been uprooted and could no longer do anything.

In addition, Zhang Yuan holds the power of the Yin Gui Sect, and the Jiujiu Sect's living space is becoming increasingly narrow, as if it is squeezed into a corner. Naturally, there is no need to spend too much energy on them. The top priority is to find out the details of Qingyun Temple.

Now that Wang Lu is lurking inside Qingyun Temple, it is time for Zhang Yuan to go and investigate the situation as well.

Miss Guan had made up her mind and called Zhang Yuan without hesitation.

The moment the call was connected, her voice immediately became tender and full of longing:

"Honey, how have you been these days? Are you tired? No..." The tone was so gentle that it could squeeze water out of it, and Zhang Yuan felt warm in his heart.

Finally, Miss Guan got to the point, her tone regaining some efficiency: "Next, let's prepare for the trip to Qingyun Temple."

Zhang Yuan, who was driving back to the villa, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled when he heard this.

This proposal was like a spring breeze that blew into his heart and was exactly what he wanted.

He was already very curious about Qingyun Temple, and he had already made an appointment with He Yingchun about this matter.

Now that Miss Guan also supports it, that’s even better.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and estimated in his mind:

In three days, after learning the skills from Wu Xingyun, I will be able to enter Qingyun Temple.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan readily responded:

"No problem, I'm looking forward to it, I will definitely not let you down.

Once you enter Qingyun Temple, I guarantee you will find a lot of interesting information."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuan was in a very good mood. The car sped away like an arrow from a bow and soon returned to Jingwan Landscape Villa Community.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhang Yuan did not stop and ordered:

"Heitao, Margarina, go and make the white jade soup as usual."

After saying that, he went straight into the study, closed the door gently, and calmed down to carefully plan his future matters.

When the fragrant white jade soup was served on the table, Zhang Yuan's plan began to take shape.

The three of them sat in a circle, moving slowly and gently, sipping the soup, letting the warmth flow into their stomachs. For a moment, the room became quiet and cozy.

After finishing the soup, Zhang Yuan put down the bowl and looked at the two girls with a gentle yet firm gaze:

"You can go back to your room and practice with peace of mind. Although my ancient martial arts have not made much progress, my spiritual power has improved, and I have also learned witchcraft quite well. I should have no problem protecting myself, so don't worry."

The two girls looked at each other, and the scene of Zhang Yuan's previous display of supernatural power instantly emerged in their minds, and they felt at ease.

They used to worry about Zhang Yuan’s safety, but now they see that he has extraordinary means. Even if there are powerful enemies around him, he can make the other party kneel down and beg for mercy with just one sentence “You are sick”. Why should they worry so much?

The two women knew very well that if a top master really attacked, they would not be able to stop him with their own abilities. The top priority at the moment was to make themselves stronger so that they would be qualified to continue to follow Zhang Yuan in the future. Otherwise, with his rapid progress, their positions as bodyguards would be in jeopardy.

So, Margarina and Tao finished their soup, went back to their room without saying a word, walked hurriedly, and sat cross-legged in meditation with great concentration, leaving only silence in the room.

Zhang Yuan also returned to his room, sat gently on the edge of the bed, calmed down, and began to comprehend the eternal and everlasting skills taught by Wu Xingyun.

This technique is truly powerful. On the surface, it seems to help people stay young forever. It can control the age state at will, go back or delay the age, and keep people looking their best forever, like a magical secret technique to maintain youth.

In fact, there is a mystery hidden inside. Its essence lies in rapidly enhancing internal strength. The progress of practice can be described as rapid progress, as if one is on the fast track to a surge in internal strength.

After Zhang Yuan started practicing, he clearly felt the surging true energy in his dantian, which had increased more than ten times compared to before. His strength was incomparable to before, so he became more and more interested in this technique. He wished he could immediately comprehend all the mysteries of it and did not dare to slack off even for a moment.

Whenever he had some free time, he would immerse himself in it, either closing his eyes in meditation or slowly breathing, pondering every detail and appreciating every subtlety. His mind and eyes were filled with the thought of quickly improving this technique. The room was so quiet that only the sound of his slight breathing could be heard.

Time passed quietly, and before I knew it, it was the next morning.

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, like a well-rested lion, and looked at the rising sun outside the window. The golden light sprinkled on his face, and he felt particularly comfortable.

After a whole night of concentrated comprehension and practice, he gained insight into many of the mysteries of the martial arts, gained a lot, and his confidence increased, as if he had unearthed a treasure.

After breakfast, Zhang Yuan couldn't wait to call Wu Xingyun. His tone was full of excitement, and his voice was even higher:

"Senior Wu, are you free now? I gained a lot of insights from my practice last night, and I would like to discuss this with you."

When Heroine Wu heard this on the other end of the phone, she was also in a good mood, her voice as clear as a bell:

"Yes, of course I am free! You are making rapid progress, come on, let's meet now."

After ending the call, Zhang Yuan immediately took Heitao and Margarina to the Chinese medicine clinic.

After arriving, he first patiently explained the key points to the medical students in a gentle voice, answered their questions, and only after taking care of the trivial matters at hand did he steadily step into the warehouse.

Lin Weiwei was sharp-eyed. When she saw Zhang Yuan coming in, she hurriedly made a pot of fragrant tea.

The tea leaves were unfurling in the pot, the aroma was rising, and then the exquisite desserts were served and placed on the table with a smile, and the movements were light and graceful...