"This at is really delicious, what kind of at is it?"
With a mouthful of hot pot at, Fang Changle’s eyes lit up. The flavor of this at greatly satisfied his craving, even bringing joy to his very Primordial Spirit.
The five senses in the secular world being able to touch the Primordial Spirit is already incredible.
"Who cares what kind of at it is, as long as it’s tasty."
Zhang Fan grinned and said, "Let’s talk business."
Fang Changle savored the taste, took another big bite of at, and only then put down his chopsticks under Zhang Fan’s urging.
"The investigation team from the Divine Power Association is leaving Yujing City tomorrow."
"The investigation is over?" Zhang Fan’s eyes brightened.
"Sort of." Fang Changle nodded.
The deaths of ng Qinghuan and Hua Yanqiu were naturally attributed to the Wuwei Sect.
Both the Lord of the Profound Palace and Human Xiao appeared in Yujing City. It’s clear that the Wuwei Sect holds significant power in Jiangnan Province.
The depth of the situation here is profound. Under normal circumstances, higher authorities might employ thunderous ans to conduct a large-scale investigation and purge.
But nowadays, the entire Daoist Sect’s focus is on the Transcendent Zhenren’s disciple recruitnt.
"The Transcendent Zhenren holds an extraordinary position. The higher-ups’ intention is that before the second day of the second month next year, stability and unity are the priority, with no disturbances allowed anywhere." Fang Changle said sternly.
"So this case ends here, not to be expanded, and will be sealed for now, to be reconsidered next year."
"The Transcendent Zhenren is truly formidable, just recruiting disciples and everything makes way for him." Zhang Fan couldn’t help but remark.
"Naturally, he is the Optimus Pri of the Daoist Sect." Fang Changle said seriously.
Just like before every major eting, stability is ensured everywhere, and no mishaps can occur. Even the profile pictures on SuperChat can’t be changed at will during this period.
Moreover, the waters of Jiangnan Province are deeper than imagined, pulling one hair affects the whole body, and it’s not a matter that can be resolved quickly.
"Finally understood," Zhang Fan let out a long breath.
"Tomorrow, you still have to go to the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance."
"What for?"
"The case is temporarily settled, but your testimonies still need signing and sealing..." Fang Changle said blandly.
"Perhaps the people from the Divine Power Association’s investigation team also want to et you."
"Of course, it’s just a eting, after all, they are leaving tomorrow."
"Alright, then." Zhang Fan nodded, feeling suddenly in a good mood.
They slowly left Master Jiu’s Hot Pot House, only after having dinner until after nine o’clock in the evening.
The run-down eatery was once again left with only Master Jiu. The dim light revealed the ssy remains of the al.
"The Zhang Family are all gluttons."
Master Jiu muttered softly to himself as he began to tidy up.
Clang... clang... clang...
At this mont, the bell at the entrance jingled as footsteps walked into the shabby eatery.
"We’re closed, please leave." Master Jiu said casually without turning his head.
He ran his business at his own whim, opening when he felt like it.
"The night on the heavenly steps is cool as water, and a toad has three legs."
However, the footsteps did not leave. A slow and gentle voice echoed in the shabby eatery, tinged with a hint of mockery.
At that single utterance, Master Jiu’s aged body shuddered violently. He slowly turned around to see a young man in a black leather jacket standing there, smiling, playing with his phone, with an air of a carefree rebel in his dark eyes.
"Lao Jiu, long ti no see." The young man in the black leather jacket said indifferently.
"King Yan!?" Master Jiu sank slightly, his voice trembling.
Who would have thought, the world’s top demon would appear in Jiangnan Province, in Yujing City, right here...
It’s known that this was soone who once followed the Three Corpses Daoist.
In today’s world, those who can match him are few enough to count on one hand.
"I’m a bit hungry, fix sothing to eat, preferably with two big bones," the young man in the black leather jacket said, glancing at his phone casually.
"King Yan, why... why have you co down the mountain?" Master Jiu asked, a little dazed, trembling as he walked over.
Everyone knew that after the fall of the Three Corpses Daoist at the East Peak of Mount Tai, King Yan had returned to the Ancestral Court of the Wuwei Sect and had not ventured into the Mortal World since.
"Looking for soone..." the young man in the black leather jacket said lightly.
The light from the phone screen illuminated his chiseled face.
"Looking for soone!?" Master Jiu showed a look of confusion.
"I think I’ve found them."
The young man in the black leather jacket murmured softly, the screen of his phone displaying the Little Yellow Book app, his gaze landing on the hopage of the "Thousand-Year-Old Demon"!!
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