At this moment, within the Lord's Mansion of Dragon City.
Yu Wenxing, bearing a heavy responsibility, could not afford to wait another day: "I'm sorry, but I must enter the city today."
Long Fei and Han Yun watched Shangguan Zhaixing's departing figure, feeling chills run down their spines.
As the two words fell, the overwhelming pressure belonging to a peak-stage Alchemy Realm expert bore down on Han Yun without reservation.
"The mighty cultivator of the demonic path visited the Tianji Pavilion three times in a single day. The master of the Tianji Pavilion... is likely even more formidable than we imagined."
In an instant, Han Yun's knees went weak, and with a thud, he knelt to the ground: "Peak of the Cauldron Transformation... the peak of the Cauldron Transformation again?!"
"Yes, City Lord, the lightning tribulation just now dissipated as soon as it reached the outskirts of Dragon City. I think this might have something to do with the person in the Tianji Pavilion."
"Are you... are you also here to find the Master of the Tianji Pavilion?"
Long Fei glared at Han Yun: "What do you mean by 'should'? It must be that the master of the Tianji Pavilion used some unfathomable, heaven-defying method, which is why Longcheng turned misfortune into fortune."
"If the master of the Tianji Pavilion heard what you just said, do you know what the consequences would be?"
Han Yun shuddered in fear: "I, I don't know, sir!"
Long Fei waved his hand: "Alright, how could the master of the Tianji Pavilion, such a powerful figure, resort to killing over such a trivial matter? By the way, the gift I asked you to prepare, is it ready?"
"Everything is ready, even your favorite piece of eternal spring wood has been added to the gift list," Han Yun replied.
"This is excellent!"
Long Fei nodded, but there was not a trace of heartache. If a piece of ten-thousand-year-old pure wood could ensure Dragon City's safety for a thousand years, he naturally had no reluctance.
"Shall I deliver it to the Master of the Tianji Pavilion now?" Han Yun asked cautiously.
Long Fei shook his head: "No, it's already late today. Sending it now would be quite inappropriate. I'll deliver it myself first thing tomorrow morning."
With a raise of his hand, he extinguished the tribulation lightning, summoning and commanding the great powers of the demonic path. This time, Long Fei had made up his mind. Tomorrow morning, he was determined to cling tightly to the leg of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's master..
The next morning.
At dawn, Long Fei personally set off for the Tianji Pavilion with a cart full of gifts.
Han Yun was ordered to guard Longcheng.
Moreover, to ensure the happiness of the Master of the Celestial Pavilion, starting today, not a single suspicious person is allowed into Dragon City.
On this day, Han Yun had just taken his post when he saw a burly man riding a dragon horse from afar.
The dragon horse was exceedingly majestic, even among the finest steeds capable of traveling thousands of miles in a day, it was considered the best of the best.
The person riding on the dragon horse exuded an extraordinary aura, but wore a black bamboo hat that completely concealed their face.
"Excuse me, is this Dragon City?"
General Zuo, Yuwen Xing, dismounted from his horse. From the moment he received the order, he had traveled day and night, riding eight dragon horses to death, and only then did he arrive at Longcheng early the next morning.
Han Yun frowned. Wearing a tattered bamboo hat in broad daylight, what could be so shameful that he had to cover his face?
The suspicious person the lord mentioned must be someone like this!
"This place is naturally Dragon City, but unfortunately, Dragon City does not welcome you today. Hurry up and leave!"
After speaking, Han Yun impatiently waved his hand.
At this moment, the city lord Long Fei should have already arrived outside the Tianji Pavilion. If this person were to spoil the mood of the pavilion master, causing the city lord's important matters to fail, then even if Han Yun had a hundred heads, it wouldn't be enough to compensate.
"Why is this?" Yu Wenxing, the Left General of the Northern Yan Dynasty, was turned away at the door, and a surge of anger immediately welled up in his chest.
"Are you pretending not to understand human language or what?" Han Yun frowned. "In any case, you are not allowed to enter the city today. If you want to enter, come back tomorrow."
After saying that, he directly walked towards the gate of Dragon City.
Seeing this, Han Yun furrowed his brows even deeper. He immediately stepped forward, his long spear already aimed at Yuwen Xing's forehead. "Stop! Those who trespass in Dragon City shall die!"
What a joke, the esteemed Left General of the Northern Flame Dynasty is being threatened by a mere city official with a spear?
Even a clay figurine has a bit of temper, let alone a general who has crawled out from a pile of corpses.
Yu Wenxing immediately glared: "Looking for death!"
This feeling... it's so familiar..