"Guard Wang, please rise, where are the others?"
The Twelfth Prince spoke.
"General Zhao and Elder Murong are behind, they will arrive soon."
The woman said with a bow.
"Good."
The Twelfth Prince nodded gently and said, "Guard Wang, do you happen to have the Holy Spirit Pill with you?"
"I ca in a hurry and didn’t bring any elixir pills, but Elder Murong should have so."
The woman spoke.
The Twelfth Prince turned to Jiang Shi and said, "Mr. Yin Hu, can you wait a mont until Elder Murong arrives? The Holy Spirit Pill will certainly be offered."
"I hope you keep your word and don’t try to deceive ."
Jiang Shi’s tone was calm. He glanced at the Twelfth Prince, and then headed directly to his room.
"Twelfth Prince, who is he..."
The woman inquired.
"He is Mr. Yin Hu. Thanks to his help over the past ten days, we’ve survived. All the formidable adversaries last night were slain by Mr. Yin Hu."
The Twelfth Prince spoke.
"Including the Demon Mountain Old Demon?"
The woman exclaid in surprise.
"Yes."
The Twelfth Prince nodded.
The woman took a deep breath, her mind instantly setting off tumultuous waves.
Next, they quietly awaited here.
Jiang Shi ignored them and returned to his room, allowing Daoist Master Xuan to continue building the array. According to Daoist Master Xuan, the array here would take at least three days to fully form.
However, Jiang Shi wasn’t being too demanding now.
As long as it could be completed on ti.
Ti passed.
Throughout the entire city, there was a lot of commotion. Countless passersby were talking, looking from afar at Jiang Shi’s residence with unconcealable astonishnt.
They all heard the terrifying disturbance last night, which was shocking and made them feel incredulous.
Mr. Ge and his son Ge Tianping also showed expressions of surprise, quickly heading towards Jiang Shi’s residence.
As soon as they approached, they saw a large number of royal guards in the courtyard, their qi and blood vigorous, their presence surging, emitting an intangible aura.
"Stand back, no one is allowed to approach!"
Several guards with cold expressions blocked Mr. Ge and Ge Tianping.
"Let them in."
Jiang Shi’s voice echoed directly in the surrounding area.
The Twelfth Prince imdiately commanded, "Do not stop them!"
The guards bowed and stepped back without another word.
Mr. Ge, leading Ge Tianping, quickly walked towards the depths of the courtyard. He looked at Jiang Shi’s room in shock and said, "Brother Fang, are you okay?"
"It’s nothing, thanks for your concern, Brother Ge."
Jiang Shi responded from inside the room.
"As long as you’re okay, it’s fine."
Mr. Ge nodded repeatedly, held back his surprise, glanced again at the people in the room, and said, "If you’re alright, then I won’t disturb you."
"Take care, Brother Ge."
Jiang Shi spoke.
Mr. Ge nodded again, quickly pulling his son along as they left the place.
Only after they had gone far away did he wipe the cold sweat off his brow, feeling unusually heavy at heart.
"Dad, who were those people?"
Ge Tianping asked curiously.
"Not good people, people we can’t afford to offend."
Mr. Ge’s tone was solemn, "This Brother Jiang’s background is not simple."
"Dad, what are you hiding? Who exactly are they?"
Ge Tianping asked again.
Mr. Ge glanced back, whispering, "They are people of the Royal Family."
"People of the Royal Family?"
Ge Tianping was taken aback, finding it sowhat unbelievable.
But Mr. Ge quickly covered his son’s mouth, swiftly leading him away from the place.
Another period passed.
Finally, from afar, ca another significant commotion. The sound of swift wind arose, and seven or eight figures quickly descended into the courtyard.
There were n and won, monks and Daoists.
Upon arriving, they imdiately scanned the courtyard, and like the previous Guard Wang and others, all were slightly startled, greatly surprised in their hearts.
Soon they quickly looked at the Twelfth Prince in the courtyard.
"Twelfth Prince!"
A group of people quickly approached, bowing in salute.
"Elder Murong, you’ve arrived."
The Twelfth Prince imdiately instructed the crowd to rise and said, "Elder Murong, do you happen to have the Holy Spirit Pill with you?"
"Yes, what’s the matter, Twelfth Prince?"
Asked an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a Daoist robe.
"It’s good that you have it, give the Holy Spirit Pill!"
The Twelfth Prince spoke.
"Yes, Your Highness."
The white-haired, white-bearded old man bowed, imdiately took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and respectfully handed it to the Twelfth Prince.
The Twelfth Prince took the elixir, carefully examined it, then once again looked towards the room behind him and said, "Mr. Yin Hu, the Holy Spirit Pill has been acquired, how shall I give it to you?"
The door creaked open.
A figure in a black robe, wearing a mask, Jiang Shi slowly erged from the room, his deep and boundless gaze directed towards everyone, scanning each of their faces.
Swish!
He flicked his fingers, and an invisible pulling force erupted, instantly drawing the white porcelain bottle from the Twelfth Prince’s hand, grabbing it in his own.
"Who are you?"
The Elder Murong demanded loudly.
"Elder Murong, do not be rude. This is Mr. Yin Hu. He has been protecting for the past ten days and has even slain the Demon Mountain Old Demon and the Four Ghosts of Black Mountain."
The Twelfth Prince quickly said.
"What?"
Elder Murong and the others were all taken aback, looking at Jiang Shi again.
Yin Hu!
Though they had lived long in the Imperial Capital, they had never heard this na.
But anyone capable of killing the Four Ghosts of Black Mountain and the Demon Mountain Old Demon must be formidable.
Especially the Demon Mountain Old Demon, who’s Holy Spirit returned for the eighth ti, his strength equivalent to Elder Murong’s. If he could kill the Demon Mountain Old Demon, doesn’t that an Elder Murong is also no match for him?
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