Within the Divine Capture Bureau.
Chen Xuan stopped his cultivation and slowly opened his eyes.
Since arriving at the Divine Capture Bureau this morning, he began his cultivation. When he opened his eyes again, a whole day had passed.
"The day is already dark? That was fast!"
He stood up, preparing to head ho. This Deputy Director of the Divine Capture Bureau could afford such leisure.
Just as he walked out of the room, Qin Gang, who had been lying down, imdiately stood up upon hearing the noise and seriously said, "Boss!"
"Hmm!"
Chen Xuan nodded, but seeing that there was only Qin Gang in the governnt office, he found it odd and asked, "Where’s Liu He?"
"Old Liu had sothing to do today, and since you were cultivating, he didn’t want to disturb you."
"I see. It’s already dark, ti to leave! There haven’t been many tasks recently, no need to be so diligent!"
But unlike his usual eagerness to leave work, Qin Gang this ti seed hesitant to speak.
"If you have sothing to say, just fart it out!"
Chen Xuan jokingly scolded. What’s gotten into this guy who usually says anything without filter?
Acting all fussy like a woman.
"Well, Boss, I’ll say it!"
"Say it! If you don’t, I’m leaving!" He made a gesture as if to leave the governnt office.
"No, no, Boss, I’ll say it!" Qin Gang got anxious seeing him about to go.
Quickly, he said, "It’s like this, last ti you gave an Immortal Spirit Date, my father said he wanted to invite you to our ho to properly thank you. But I told him it wasn’t necessary, that you don’t like these superficial gestures, but he wouldn’t listen, so..."
Invite him?
By usual logic, there shouldn’t be any issues with that.
But... ever since the Youlan Association incident, countless people wanted to befriend him.
At first, he found it strange.
After all, he’s long been the Deputy Director of the Divine Capture Bureau. If they wanted to be friends, they should’ve done so long ago.
Now even his father is like this. It shouldn’t be just a simple thank you, right?
But...
Thinking that Qin Gang is his subordinate anyway and has always been diligent, after so thought, he eventually nodded, but decided that the timing should be arranged as he had no ti recently.
Qin Gang agreed, saying everything would be according to his wishes.
After Chen Xuan left the Divine Capture Bureau, Qin Gang sighed, finally completing the task given by his father.
After the Youlan Association, his father sohow got information that Chen Xuan’s woman had a close relationship with the Mansion Master’s daughter, hence the intention to befriend him.
But he had delayed, knowing Chen Xuan hated such matters, finding them troubleso.
So he hadn’t said anything these days.
However, when he returned after work yesterday, his father told him that if he didn’t invite Chen Xuan ho soon, he shouldn’t co back.
Having no other choice, to go ho, he had to speak.
But...
"Probably the Boss doesn’t even know it’s because of a woman..."
Qin Gang found it amusing at this mont.
....
The carriage traveled on the dim street, making creaking noises.
Chen Xuan, with closed eyes, was resting his mind.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly, his pupils dilating instantly.
A wisp of spiritual power probed out, sensing the surroundings.
He had just sensed spiritual power; although it was weak, he was sure he felt it clearly.
"Hmm?"
He slightly furrowed his brows.
Why is there no one on the street?
Sothing’s not right!
He imdiately appeared outside the carriage. Old Huang, who was driving, respectfully asked upon seeing him, "What’s wrong, Master Chen?"
"You keep driving!"
After saying this lightly, Chen Xuan’s eyes flashed with brilliance as he scanned the surroundings.
"Discovered, it seems Long River didn’t die in vain."
A deep voice ca from the distance.
"Who goes there, make way for the Divine Constable Sima Che!" Old Huang shouted after hearing this.
"A re ant."
As soon as the words fell, Old Huang collapsed like a pile of mud. Had Chen Xuan not promptly steadied him, he would have fallen off the carriage.
"A dignified Spirit Cultivator bullying an ordinary person with spiritual power, is the righteous army all like this?"
Chen Xuan’s tone was calm, but his words were full of disdain.
"Haha, you’re the Deputy Director of the Divine Capture Bureau, yet you’re using such a lowly provocation technique. Great Xia seems to have no capable people left."
Strands of Chen Xuan’s spiritual power spread in all directions, but to no avail.
"This person... is not simple!"
Hidden in the shadows, Longteng mocked, "No need to bother, you can’t find . The array I, Longteng, set up; not even soone of the Fourth Grade can do anything, let alone you, a re Fifth Grade. From the mont you entered, it’s up to here."
"Oh, forgot, you’re still a low-level Spirit Cultivator!"
Yet, in the face of the taunts, Chen Xuan rely smiled slightly. If spiritual power was useless, then perhaps other ans might work.
At this point, Chen Xuan suddenly looked in the southeast direction.
Instantly, Longteng was startled.
"Discovered?"
"Impossible! Must be a coincidence!"
He couldn’t believe Chen Xuan could find his position. He was a Fourth Grade Spirit Cultivator concealed with an array.
But even if he didn’t believe it, to avoid any prolonged incidents, he imdiately activated the array.
A ’boom’ rang out.
Within the array, Chen Xuan imdiately restrained his smile, and the next mont his figure vanished from the carriage.
"This array is good, but... that’s all it is!"
"What?"
Longteng was instantly aghast; his face, once confident, changed in an instant, and terror erged in his eyes.
He slowly turned his head to see Chen Xuan looking at him with a smile.
"Impossible? How did you discover ?"
At this mont, Longteng was shocked, staring blankly at him.
"Hehe..."
With a light chuckle, a hand suddenly pressed down heavily on Longteng’s shoulder.
"Boom!"
Longteng was pressed into the ground like a nail by a fierce palm from Chen Xuan, leaving only his head outside.
"Puff...Puff..."
Longteng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning ashen; his internal organs were nearly shattered.
How arrogant he was just now, how miserable he is now!
Chen Xuan slowly squatted down, looking at his terrified expression, mocking, "Aren’t you a Fourth Tier Spirit Cultivator? Weren’t you confident just now? Want to know how I found you?"
His spiritual power was inferior to Longteng, but don’t forget, he was a Third Grade Martial Artist, extrely sensitive to the spiritual qi particles in the air.
He just easily detected his position by sensing the surrounding spiritual qi.
"However... I won’t tell you, go to the underworld as a confused ghost."
As he spoke, the smile disappeared from his face, revealing ferociousness. Towards enemies, he always followed the principle of eliminating threat completely.
Raising a palm, he was about to send him off.
But,
"Spare , spare , I have a great secret, as long as you spare , I’ll tell you." Seeing Chen Xuan’s palm about to fall, the strong desire to survive made him disregard everything else.
"Oh... What secret, let’s hear it."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan retracted his hand mid-air, looking at him with interest.
Spirit Cultivators were simply rare, and this person was not weak, probably with a significant status in the rebels, and this was the reason he stopped this mont, he actually wanted to see what the great secret could be.
"Will you let go if I tell you?"
If this secret is discovered, he would suffer a fate worse than death, so he wanted to make sure Chen Xuan would let him go after revealing it.
"That depends on what kind of secret it is, and whether it’s worth your life or not?" Chen Xuan casually sat on the ground, "Also... you are a prisoner right now, have no qualifications to negotiate terms with !"
"Prisoner!"
At this mont Longteng’s expression turned bleak, "Yeah... a prisoner, hehe..."
He felt bitter in his heart. Yesterday he was a renowned Spirit Cultivator in the rebel army, even those generals addressed him as Celestial Master Long. Now...
At this mont, he was in turmoil inside, not knowing whether to speak or not.
"Speak! Take a gamble! Even if I die, others shouldn’t have it good either!"
Then he spoke:
"The rebel army is going to establish a nation, and the first thing after founding is to attack Youlan Mansion!"
This was truly shocking news. Even Chen Xuan was stunned after hearing it.
The rebel army is going to establish a nation.
"When?" he asked hastily.
"I don’t know about that, but it’s true, I’m not lying to you!"
He only had the qualification to know about this when he broke through to Fourth Tier Spirit Cultivator because the rebels needed to worship the heavens with a Spirit Cultivator, especially a high-level one, so he had the opportunity to learn.
"What else do you know? Like how many experts over there in the rebels now? Above Third Grade!"
"Do you think I would know such things?"
Longteng smiled bitterly.
If he weren’t a Spirit Cultivator and if the heavens worship didn’t need him, he wouldn’t have known such things with his status.
Now Chen Xuan even asked him about experts above Third Grade; is he stupid or does he think too highly of himself?
"If that’s the case... then go to hell!" he shouted, slapping down a palm.
"You... not keeping..."
Crack, Longteng’s head burst like a waterlon, turning into pieces, and his voice was cut off.
"Not keeping what? Faith? That’s for our own people, you’re an enemy! Naive!" Chen Xuan showed disdain.
Truly a big fool.
Then he picked him up with one hand, after thoroughly searching, he found a "Array Diagram", a "Path of Void", and then delivered him a "Shattering Void Palm", erasing his trace.
"People with the surna Long are all good people!"
Chen Xuan nodded with satisfaction, one made him a Spirit Cultivator, this one now had an array and a cultivation technique, truly benevolent.
No wonder they say killing and looting is the best way to make a fortune.
Isn’t he just getting wealthy!
Returning to the carriage, feeling a bit inexplicably pained when seeing Lao Huang injured again, it seems being his coachman is indeed a dangerous job.
He gently patted, sending a bit of spiritual power into Lao Huang’s body, and after a mont, he woke up.
"Master Chen... I... not..."
Before he could finish, Chen Xuan interrupted, "Let’s go back to the Chen Mansion, and your monthly salary will double, it’s been hard on you following , don’t speak of this outside, understand?"
"Thank you, Master Chen, thank you," he said as he got off the carriage and knelt to kowtow!
Not only was he not dead, but his salary also increased, feeling overwhelmingly excited, is this not the proverbial blessing after surviving a great disaster!
"Alright, alright, get up!"
Waving his hand, then returned inside the carriage.
A little episode,
The carriage began to move forward slowly again.
Inside the carriage, Chen Xuan had a complicated expression.
The rebels establishing a nation had nothing to do with him, but attacking Youlan Mansion after the founding was a big deal.
He finally managed to blend in well at Youlan Mansion.
With the current strength of the rebels, Youlan Mansion will definitely not hold. Even with Xuan Er there, if they dare to attack Youlan Mansion after his threat, it ans the rebels no longer care about him.
So... Youlan Mansion... is in danger!
"Looks like I have to visit the City Lord’s Mansion tomorrow, and tell him about this."
Calculating in his mind, after all, he is the Mansion Master of Youlan Mansion, such matters should be his concern.
He is just a small Deputy Director of the Divine Capture Bureau, even if he thinks hard about it, it’s of no use.
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