After all, it is the Emperor City.
What's more, this is where the cultivators hold power.
Any cultivator in Yanjing must obey the orders of those in power.
Though it cannot compare to Tiandu Mountain in the First Territory, it is at least on par with Wanxian City in the Second Territory.
How can one be allowed to enter casually?
"Miss Zhang... this gentleman is... is..."
"I don't care who he is. Is Teacher Tan soone to et just because one says so... Do you realize how busy Teacher Tan has been lately, without any ti to deal with trivial matters?!"
After all.
Being in power.
Those managing the Emperor City's cultivators often have so bigwigs wanting to get acquainted with Tan Tianzhong, thereby taking advantage of backdoors.
This has beco commonplace with Tan Tianzhong.
Over ti.
Tan Tianzhong has grown increasingly annoyed.
He has already fostered those he wants to, and doesn't care about the insignificant ones.
"Miss Zhang... this gentleman holds a first-level treatnt ID... so—"
The words were not finished.
Miss Zhang was imdiately stunned.
The words 'first-level treatnt' already proved the identity.
This left her dumbfounded.
Thus.
She hurriedly scrutinized the Primordial Qi fluctuations on Fang Yu.
After a brief mont, she didn't sense any Primordial Qi fluctuations.
Fang Yu wasn't looking at her.
Instead, he leisurely admired the decorations of this quaint courtyard.
A very nice courtyard.
Even before the great disaster, such a courtyard was not affordable for ordinary families.
At that ti, a courtyard could easily cost over a hundred million.
If sold in the current cultivation era, who knows how many spirit stones it would fetch.
As he was appreciating.
The woman surnad Zhang suddenly said in a deep voice, "How dare you! Stealing an ID? Grab him!"
Stealing an ID?
These words left the guard montarily stunned.
Hesitating.
Miss Zhang said, "So foolish. How could such a person be first-level treatnt? It must be a stolen ID... or, a technically fabricated ID. How could you let soone like this in?"
A face full of reprimand.
The guard was dumbfounded.
Never expecting this outco.
The guard quickly turned, scrutinizing Fang Yu.
He did indeed look like a swindler.
Just as he was about to obey Miss Zhang's order to take down Fang Yu.
Fang Yu finally spoke—
"Miss Zhang... what's your na?"
Miss Zhang furrowed her brows and said, "You are not worthy of knowing my na... This is the residence of those in power, not a place for your antics. Before I get mad, go outside with him and accept punishnt. Perhaps after three to five years in prison, you might co out."
Oh.
If ordinary folks trespass here, they are in for three to five years? Such exaggeration.
Fang Yu chuckled indifferently, not caring at all and said:
"Miss Zhang, what kind of cultivator, especially those with first-level treatnt, are often highly capable? If I were a thief, how could I steal a Great Cultivator's ID? Secondly, if I had the ability to forge, why wouldn't I use this skill to make a living, instead of fabricating a first-level treatnt? Wouldn't that just bring unnecessary trouble upon myself?"
Two rhetorical questions.
This left Miss Zhang slightly stunned and speechless.
Fang Yu smiled faintly, and said again, "Now, your identity."
Miss Zhang was really reluctant to continue confronting Fang Yu.
If he truly is a first-level treatnt cultivator, wouldn't she be offending a significant figure?
Moreover, at a certain level, one can usually conceal their aura.
Fang Yu's current deanor was quite normal.
If it were an ordinary person, under her pressure, they would already be nodding and sweating profusely.
He didn't seem like an ordinary person.
Thinking to this point.
Miss Zhang said, "I am Zhang Xiaoya, an Inner Chamber Disciple of Teacher Tan... And who are you?"
"So you're a disciple of Tan Tianzhong. Lead the way... Once I see him, things will be clear."
Fang Yu thought, concerning the matter with demons, it's quite significant and best to directly discuss with the master.
There's no reason to talk to these students; eventually, he'd still have to repeat to Tan Tianzhong.
What a waste of ti.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Xiaoya furrowed her brows and said, "Sir, I'm afraid not... Even if you have first-level treatnt, to converse equally with my teacher requires an introduction at the very least. My teacher handles major affairs in the cultivator world daily. If you're here to take advantage, please leave..."
"Wow, quite the posture."
Fang Yu was truly surprised.
A first-level treatnt identity isn't enough to see Tan Tianzhong.
Such a big posture.
Perhaps because there are quite a few first-level treatnts in the Huaxia World.
Tiandu Mountain alone has seven or eight.
Adding Wanxian City and the heads of various universities, first-level treatnts have been increasing over this period.
"Please conduct yourself with dignity, sir."
Dignity?
Fang Yu chuckled and said, "Enough politeness... I've run out of patience! This ends here!"
After saying that.
Fang Yu slightly raised his hand.
A gust like waves, surged towards Zhang Xiaoya.
Zhang Xiaoya said in a serious tone, "I am a Heaven Stepping Realm cultivator, not so easily bullied!"
However.
As soon as she said that.
She was pulled back several steps by Fang Yu's invisible force.
Bam!
She groaned.
Her blood churned, almost spitting out blood.
But this mont really shivered her Qi Sea.
So strong!
Truly powerful.
With just a slight hand gesture, she had no power to resist.
Is he really a first-level treatnt Great Cultivator?
Zhang Xiaoya was already in the Heaven Stepping Realm, and before long, advancing once more, she could apply for a first-level treatnt ID like her master.
However...
She never imagined that the young man before her, a man of her age, could be so formidable.
Such a vast gap.
Fang Yu said leisurely, "Lead the way."
No way to resist.
Nor dared to resist.
While she hesitated.
A voice ca from afar.
"Xiaoya, we have a distinguished guest... Quickly invite the guest in."
The voice sounded old, very steady, also very elegant.
"Yes!"
To project the voice across such a distance, the strength and cultivation level initially estimated to be in early Primordial Human Immortal or above.
Or, as Chen Daotian said, the cultivation might even be at the peak of Primordial Human Immortal.
et first and see.
Accompanied by Zhang Xiaoya.
Before long, arriving outside a secluded hall.
At this ti.
An old steward appeared, slowly pushing a wheelchair.
Sitting in the wheelchair was an elderly man with snow-white hair.
Sallow face, deep eyes.
When his eyes fell on Fang Yu, he couldn't help but be startled, then his eyelids twitched, exclaiming, "No... impossible... this is impossible..."
"What's impossible?" Fang Yu smiled faintly.
Seeing Tan Tianzhong's shocked expression.
Coupled with this aged appearance.
Fang Yu disdained to argue with him further, instead said, "Let introduce myself. I... my surna is Fang, given na Yu."
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