Upon hearing this, the orange cat's face showed a human-like expression of relief.

"With the Gathering Yuan Pill, my cultivation will be restored in no time," the orange cat spoke human words, sounding relaxed.

In a place like the capital, it was dangerous not to have self-defense ability. One could be discovered by the government's hounds or encounter the black-hearted fellows lurking in the capital.

The effect of the Gathering Yuan Pill was so good? That was great. If the Daoist master recovered, Xu Qi'an could private message the Earth Book Chat Group... Xu Qi'an was pleasantly surprised and asked in confusion, "Since both are from the Daoist sect, why does the Daoist master have to ask for pills from the Human Sect? Isn't the Earth Sect good at refining pills?"

The orange cat fell silent for a moment and replied without much emotion, "The cost of the Gathering Yuan Pill is probably one hundred taels of gold. And some medicinal materials can't be bought even with silver."

It wasn't that the Earth Sect was not good at it, but the Human Sect was too wealthy and lacked humanity... It was really a sad story! Xu Qi'an wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

"What did you gain today?" The orange cat jumped onto the table, squatting beside the oil lamp. Its yellow-orange cat eyes looked eerie in the dim room.

Xu Qi'an told the orange cat about the news obtained from the Yufu and his own reasoning.

The orange cat listened seriously and subconsciously lifted its front paw, wanting to lick it, but restrained itself and put its paw down calmly, saying, "Your analysis is correct. The elopement of Monk Heng Hui and Princess Pingyang is related to court factional struggles... but I don't understand why Monk Heng Hui, who is still alive, didn't come out earlier or later, but waited until after the Sangpo case. Moreover, with his strength and level, he is not qualified to participate in the Sangpo case."

Although it was a question, its eyes showed no confusion.

Xu Qi'an nodded in understanding, "He has a backing. I originally thought that the backing was the Northern King... If it wasn't for rebellion, what was the purpose of releasing the sealed object? After all the trouble, only one distant Earl was killed... Daoist master, do you think it was done by Prince Yu to avenge his daughter and kill his enemy by releasing the sealed object?"

"So you mean Princess Pingyang is already dead, and Prince Yu is avenging his daughter... This possibility is unlikely. If Prince Yu knew about this, as a prince, he wouldn't need to be so extreme to seek revenge," the orange cat shook its head.

"Why do your thoughts always stop at the royal family?" Xu Qi'an said dejectedly, "The Northern King's suspicion is getting lighter and lighter. This is like a quarrel between a couple. Sigh."

"A quarrel between a couple?" The orange cat tilted its head.

"All my previous efforts have gone to waste," Xu Qi'an replied.

The orange cat's expression froze for a moment, "You have a way with words."

If Heng Hui hadn't appeared, the sealed object would have remained hidden, and Xu Qi'an would have retained his suspicion of the Northern King, thinking that he was holding back his trump card.

But Heng Hui's current actions were really inconsistent with the caliber of the sealed object.

At least try to kill the emperor.

However, Xu Qi'an did not completely give up his suspicion. The Sangpo case was still shrouded in mist, and he could only see half of it. Besides, no matter how hard he tried to open his 24K titanium alloy dog eyes, he couldn't see through it.The orange cat swished its tail lightly and offered its opinion: "I think you may have gone astray."

Xu Qi'an frowned. "What do you mean by that, Daoist?"

"Whether it's the Northern King or the Yù King, they are both of royal blood. The reason why you suspect them is because only Emperor Yuan Jing knows about the seal in Sangpo's possession."

Xu Qi'an nodded.

The orange cat continued, "Aside from the Supervisor and Emperor Yuan Jing, the Buddhist sect also knows."

Xu Qi'an shook his head. "The Buddhist sect was one of the main leaders at the time. After the Sangpo seal was lifted, the abbot of the Qinglong Temple, Pan Shu, went west, which shows how much they valued it."

The orange cat said, "The demon race."

These two simple words suddenly gave Xu Qi'an a sudden realization.

I have always locked the mastermind behind the scenes within the royal family. If the one sealed was the First Generation Supervisor, this speculation would be reasonable... but if it's not the First Generation Supervisor, then more than just Emperor Yuan Jing, the Supervisor, and the Buddhist sect know about the Sangpo seal. There is another force that I have overlooked.

That force would be the one that the seal itself belongs to...

The fact that the seal has not been erased after five hundred years means that the top-tier powerhouse must be extremely terrifying. Such a character cannot be a wandering cultivator... could it be the demon race? Hmm, this needs further investigation.

Xu Qi'an took out the porcelain bottle and placed it next to the orange cat, saying casually, "I met the national teacher today. Hmm, she's a bit different from what I imagined."

The orange cat gave him a sideways glance. "Not the immortal-like figure you imagined?"

Xu Qi'an was about to nod when the orange cat added, "Maybe even more tempting than the women in the Official Brothel Sector, making you salivate."

No, no, I just couldn't help but want to give her a handle... Xu Qi'an suddenly realized, "She does have a problem."

There are many beautiful women that Xu Qi'an has seen, such as his beautiful aunt, Lingyue, the lively and cute Chu Caiwei, the charming and passionate nightclub queen, Biaobiao, and the cold and arrogant ice queen, Princess Huaiqing... But he has never been so uncontrollably infatuated, constantly thinking about the color of banana peels.

This can only be a problem with the national teacher herself.

The orange cat did not answer directly but asked, "Do you know why the Human Sect is called the Human Sect? Why did Luo Yuheng become the national teacher?"

After a pause, it continued, "Luo Yuheng is the daughter of the former Human Sect leader."

Why are you telling me this? Are you implying that the woman is actually promiscuous? Xu Qi'an smiled on the surface. "As far as I know, among the three sects of the Daoist sect, except for the Heavenly Sect that advocates no love and no desire, both the Human Sect and the Earth Sect can have normal marriages. Does the Daoist have any offspring?"

The orange cat shook its head. "I thought about it when I was young, but as I grew older, I became indifferent to emotions. As for matters of love and sex, they are simply too vulgar."

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It's really too vulgar, not because you're middle-aged and have to brew wolfberry in a thermos. Xu Qi'an sighed, "Daoist has already transcended low-level pleasures, which is admirable."

All men in the world are like you, and I'm happy... he added in his heart.Late at night, the streets of the inner city were empty, and the cold wind whistled through the treetops.

A neat and uniform sound of footsteps came from afar, and a column of city guards walked from the end of the street. After the massacre of the Pingyuan family last night, the defense forces in the inner city suddenly increased several times.

A black shadow walked through the inner city. He walked through the streets and alleys, seemingly not avoiding the Nightwatchers and the guards of the Imperial Sword and Golden Gate who were patrolling the city, but whenever someone looked over here, they would always be blocked by some obstacles, sometimes walls, sometimes eaves.

He arrived at the Ministry of War and lifted his head to look at the plaque. The lower half of his face was revealed under the hood, and his purple and sinister mouth curled up into a grim smile.

"Who are you?"

The gatekeeper finally noticed the man in black, and shouted loudly while drawing his standard-issue knife.

The man in black raised his right arm under his cloak, and the red skin highlighted the grim blue veins, like a devil's arm.

He aimed his palm at the gatekeeper, at the gate, and suddenly squeezed it.

Boom!

The gate turned into powder, the gatekeeper turned into powder, and the shock wave of the gas exploded into ripples, turning everything around, such as the surrounding walls, into powder.

The lights in the Ministry of War lit up, and screams and cries rang out.

The guards in the mansion rushed towards the gate with their swords.

The man in black had no obstacles in front of him, and he strode into the Ministry of War. The deep black pupils under his cloak stared coldly and sinisterly at the lights in the mansion.

Suddenly, as he entered the mansion, the surroundings suddenly changed. The man in black's face under the cloak turned slightly, scrutinizing the environment around him.

He appeared in a desolate urban area, with dilapidated streets, yellowing weeds around, and rudimentary houses in the far distance.

This is a desolate area that even the poor people are too lazy to come to. There are many similar places in the capital, but the Great Feng capital is too big, and such places are selectively forgotten by the court.

"I set up a teleportation formation in the Ministry of War," someone said lightly.

The man in black turned around and saw a figure in white standing more than ten feet away, with his back facing him, hands behind his back, and long hair and white clothes fluttering.

His aura was magnificent, giving people a sense of uniqueness.

"Who are you?" The man in black asked in a hoarse voice.

"In the capital, there are people who don't know who I am. Man, you have successfully attracted my attention," the man in white said.

The man in black snorted coldly, raised his right arm, and gently squeezed it towards the man in white.

In the explosion of gas, the figure of the man in white dissipated like a reflection in water.

"You thought I was there, but I was here." The man in white appeared in another direction, still with his back to the man in black.

"Fourth-grade warlock?" The man in black muttered, and then sneered, "A mere fourth-grade, and you dare to stop me."

He was extremely arrogant and did not put high-grade powerhouses in his eyes.

"A mere fourth-grade... well said. Your words are very inspiring to me," the man in white whispered, admiringly.Pausing for a moment, he smiled and said, "You mere fourth-grade warriors, do you really think you're qualified to watch from afar in front of me?"

The black-robed man was stunned and didn't know what he meant, but soon he found out. From the east, west, south, and north, there appeared four Nightwatchers dressed in black difference clothes, with short cloaks and gold gongs embroidered on their chests.

The Nightwatcher to the east had a cold expression and no emotions on his face; the Nightwatcher to the west was as beautiful as a woman, with a cold smile on his lips; the Nightwatcher to the north held a long sword in his arms, not a standard long knife; and the Nightwatcher to the right had sharp eyes like a knife, with fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

Click, click, click... The sound of machinery came, and on the left side of the white-clad man, rows of automatic bed crossbows appeared, automatically stringing themselves.

On the right were small cannons.

Bang, bang, bang... Boom, boom, boom...

The crossbow arrows and cannonballs were fired at the black-robed man.

The cannons encountered a transparent air wall and exploded in mid-air, producing a gorgeous wave of fire along the air wall.

Taking advantage of the shockwave caused by the cannons, the talismans engraved on the crossbow arrows lit up and easily penetrated the air wall, shooting towards the black-robed man.

The crossbow arrows themselves belonged to a small formation.

The black-robed man was calm and raised his right arm, letting the crossbow arrows break on his arm.

The cloak turned into fragments, revealing the true form of the black-robed man, a handsome and wicked young monk. His right arm was one circle thicker and uglier than a normal person's.

"...Bronze skin and iron bones?" The white-clad man who had always turned his back to the others said in surprise.

At this time, the four Nightwatchers simultaneously attacked with sharp spear and sword intent. Nangong Qianrou and Jiang Lvzhong did not use weapons and chose to fight hand-to-hand.

"The Buddha said, be merciful." The black-robed man clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant.

The sharp spear and sword intent hesitated for a moment and became less sharp, but quickly returned to normal.

Taking advantage of this critical moment, the black-robed man continuously beat his right arm, crushing the spear intent that could not be avoided or blocked, as well as the sword intent that penetrated everything.

Afterwards, he twisted his waist and counterattacked, colliding with Jiang Lvzhong's unmatched fist intent.

Jiang Lvzhong grunted, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and staggered back.

The black-robed man took the opportunity to turn around and punched Nangong Qianrou in the chest. The short cloak on her back exploded into pieces.

With a terrifying suction force, Nangong Qianrou's face gradually turned pale.

Red light surged in Nangong Qianrou's eyes, and his handsome face became ferocious. He let out an inhuman roar from his throat and smashed his head into the black-robed man's face.

The two of them retreated at the same time and continued to fight fiercely.

Four warriors and one unknown monster fought in the desolate city area, turning wherever they went into ruins.

The qi exploded in bursts, creating a terrifying hurricane that swept several miles around.

The white-clad sorcerer kept a safe distance from them, and in close combat, the warriors were undoubtedly invincible at the same level.

The sorcerer's fighting style was naturally more elegant and graceful... The white-clad sorcerer stomped his foot and loudly declared, "The earth is full of murderous intent!"The formation spread from under his feet, encompassing the battling warriors. The already devastated ground suddenly shook, condensing into a terrifying force.

The white-robed mage stepped on the ground again, "Heavenly Murderous Intent!"

Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the night sky, and lightning was gathering with the flashes of electric snakes.

"Human Murderous Intent!"

With the white-robed mage's words, the forces of heaven, earth, and man condensed into one, rushing towards the black-robed man, leaving him in a situation where the world was against him.

That ferocious right arm seemed to have been stimulated and regained consciousness, and an indescribable and terrifying pressure erupted, highlighting the blood vessels that suddenly lit up.

The handsome and sinister monk grinned and clenched his fists.

Boom...the sound of an explosion swallowed everything.