The flame handprint released by Long Fei became a laughable toy in front of the imposing golden dragon, disintegrating into dust before it even reached the dragon.
"Creak..."
"Nine Dragons Fury!"
At this critical moment, the tightly closed door of the Tianji Pavilion gently opened.
This is the famous skill of General Zuo Yuwen Xing. Could this person actually be General Zuo Yuwen Xing of Beiyan?
"General Yuwen Xing, you have a mission at Tianji Pavilion this time. I think it would be best to avoid unnecessary bloodshed."
Long Fei panicked immediately.
Yu Wenxing squinted his eyes, hesitated for a moment, then flicked his sleeve and stepped into the Tianji Pavilion.
Am I really this unlucky?
The door of the Tianji Pavilion then closed with a 'bang'.
It was merely an attempt to show off in front of the Master of the Tianji Pavilion, but who would have thought to encounter General Yu Wenxing of the Northern Flame?
The formidable aura from the powerful alchemist was miraculously completely blocked by that door.
Isn't this a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple?
Long Fei, who had just had a brush with death, now sat on the ground like a deflated balloon.
"The Lord of Dragon City? It seems you are determined to seek death! In that case, I don't mind sending you on your way."
"Han Yun, why didn't you tell me earlier that this is General Zuo, Yuwen Xing?"
As the words fell, the shadow of nine dragons flickered in and out of existence behind Yuwen Xing.
"If the master of the Tianji Pavilion hadn't been here today, I fear I would have already been beheaded..."
Those who become generals, how many of them have a good temper?
At this moment, within the Celestial Pavilion.
A mere lord of a small Dragon City dared to act recklessly before him time and again; how could he tolerate it?
Li Wen was holding a cup of tea, smiling as he looked at Yu Wenxing.
"Are you the Master of the Celestial Pavilion?"
Since his identity had already been seen through by the young man in front of him, Yu Wenxing decided not to hide anymore and straightforwardly took off the bamboo hat on his head.
At the same time, searching through the mind.
Then, frowning slightly, Li Wen, who looked just over twenty, wondered if someone of such an age could truly trigger such exaggerated celestial phenomena
"I am indeed the master of the Tianji Pavilion," Li Wen's response dispelled Yuwen Xing's doubts.
At this moment, Jun Yao was already standing in front of Yu Wenxing, holding a cup of tea.
"General, please have some tea."
Yu Wenxing immediately frowned; the woman's attire was that of an inner disciple of the Feiyun Sect.
This young girl appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. To have become an inner disciple at such an age, her talent must be among the best even in the talent-rich Feiyun Sect.
But such a genius, would actually be a mere maid in this Tianji Pavilion?
This Tianji Pavilion indeed has some secrets.
"Whew..."
"General Yuwen, there is nothing in this world that the Tianji Pavilion does not know."
"Of course, it also includes the purpose of your visit this time."
Li Wen's intriguing smile made Yu Wenxing frown. He hesitated for a moment but still accepted the tea that Jun Yao handed over.
Taking a sip of tea, Yuwen Xing's gaze once again fell on Li Wen.
One could hear Li Wen calmly say, "At present, the situation of the Northern Yan royal family is indeed not optimistic."
"The imperial tutor Zhao Wuji likely has little time left. If he were to pass away, you alone would not be able to protect the Northern Flame Emperor in the imperial city."
"If there is no further strong support, I'm afraid... the Northern Flame Dynasty will change hands." "You!"
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Five years ago, the Imperial Tutor Zhao Wuji had a life-and-death battle with Mo Yuntian, a guest at the residence of the Peaceful King, in the Valley of the Flying Dragon.
In that battle, although it appeared to be a draw on the surface, Zhao Wuji was severely injured.
Even so, she had stayed by Ye Hongtian's side, guarding him for five long years.
For five years, Ye Hongtian sought out all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to heal his injuries.
Alas, in the battle at Flying Dragon Valley, Zhao Wuji's heart meridian was shattered beyond repair, with no cure possible.
Five years have passed, and Zhao Wuji is finally at the end of his rope, likely to depart from this world soon.
By then, with the loss of Zhao Wuji's formidable combat power, it won't be long before the Northern Flame Dynasty changes hands.
This matter is of such great consequence and is an absolute secret of the royal family; even among Emperor Ye Hongtian's closest confidants, only he is aware of it.
How could this young man reveal it in just one sentence?
Able to predict and calculate, peering into the secrets of the heavens?
Yu Wenxing obviously didn't believe it, so there was only one possibility.
If anyone else knew about Zhao Wuji's serious injury, it could only be Mo Yuntian, who fought Zhao Wuji back then.
Could it be that the person in front of me is Prince Ping Tian, one of Ye Hongdao's men?
"Miscalculated, you are also a retainer of Ye Hongdao."
As soon as the words fell, Yuwen Xing attempted to mobilize his spiritual power.
The most formidable person by Ye Hongdao's side was Mo Yuntian.
The person before him dared to set such an obvious trap to lure him in, clearly possessing considerable strength. But as long as he wasn't Mo Yuntian, he believed he had a fighting chance.
However, immediately after, Yuwen Xing's pupils contracted sharply, as the Nine Dragons Qi vanished the moment he gathered his energy.
Mobilizing spiritual power, sensing spiritual energy.
At this moment, all of it had become a luxury.
A dignified powerhouse of the Cauldron Realm has actually turned into an ordinary person at this moment?!
"What... what exactly did you do to me?"
Detective Yu Wen watched Li Wen in front of him with vigilance. With just a casual raise of his hand, he could easily suppress his spiritual power. To what extent had this person's cultivation reached?
Escape?
Even if he could escape from the Tianji Pavilion now, I'm afraid Prince Ping's men would have already surrounded the entire Tianji Pavilion.
Today's situation has become a dead end!