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Chapter 223: Leaving the Imperial City, Heading to Songzhou
Chapter 223: Leaving the Imperial City, Heading to Songzhou
Having finally caught a glimpse of hope, Zhang Xuan was in no mood to wait any longer.
He pulled Jiang He through the crowd and rushed forward.
"Hey, watch it!"
The people who had been waiting in front glared at them indignantly. Upon noticing the frigid Xuan armor on the man's body, they could only roll their eyes and let them pass.
"Excuse me, pardon me," Zhang Xuan apologized to the crowd as he hurriedly stepped into the yamen.
Liu Kun had just put down his brush when he saw Zhang Xuan's bitter gourd face, leaving him speechless.
In his heart, he sighed in exasperation.
Songzhou had been requesting aid from the Wumiao Temple every half a year. Each time they accumulated some merit and entered the imperial city, they would bring up the matter of the demon disaster, becoming old acquaintances.
"If you're here to report merit, go line up at the back..." Liu Kun sighed inwardly and was about to brush them off casually. However, before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xuan pulled the person behind him forward.
Jiang He scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.
Seeing this, Liu Kun also fell silent for a moment. With a glance, he recognized the other person as a disciple of the Wumiao Temple. This group had complicated relationships and was the most difficult to deal with.
With Zhang Xuan's push, Jiang He had no choice but to speak up, "I... I know Official Shen, please introduce me to him."
Hearing Jiang He's unconfident tone, Zhang Xuan's heart sank.
As expected, he was boasting again.
However, at this moment, he had no other choice. He could only stare blankly at Liu Kun, who was sitting behind the counter.
"...”
Liu Kun sighed and stood up, walking towards the curtain, "Wait here, I'll go inform the official."
He stood outside and whispered a few words before quickly getting a response.
"Let them in."
"Yes, sir."
Liu Kun estimated that this Official Shen probably didn't know yet how troublesome Songzhou's Zhang Xuan was. As a grand Demon Suppression General, he was like a drowning man, clinging desperately to any straw. He wouldn't let go of any opportunity to climb up the ranks.
He wasn't someone who could be easily dismissed with a few words.
Liu Kun walked back to the counter and glanced at Zhang Xuan. Gritting his teeth, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Official Shen is a disciple of the Wumiao Temple."
This sentence not only highlighted Shen Yi's noble status but also implied a very important piece of information.
Unlike the temple's disciples, who cultivated their Yin spirits and were not pure Yang Masters, he was an esteemed young genius who came to collect a stipend.
One should consider carefully before speaking and offending such a person.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan froze in place, then looked at Jiang He in astonishment.
He knew that Jiang He was exaggerating, but he didn't expect it to be to this extent. He hadn't even figured out what kind of cultivation Official Shen practiced, and yet he dared to say that they had exchanged a few moves.
Jiang He's eyes twitched, and he decisively closed his mouth.
"Hurry up and go in. Are you waiting for the official to come out and invite you in?" Liu Kun glared at the two of them.
Since he had already reported their arrival, they had to go through the formalities.
With a gloomy face, Zhang Xuan took a step forward and lifted the long curtain. Although Jiang He couldn't control his mouth, he still had some sense of loyalty, so he quickly followed.
This was the second time he had seen the young man.
The youth wore a black shirt and sat quietly behind the table. Although his handsome face looked young, in Jiang He's eyes, he exuded an indescribable sense of authority.
As the Surveillance Officer, he presided over the Jiuzhou Demon Suppression Office and oversaw the various clans and sects in the world.
Whether he could control them or not was another matter, but at least in name, all the demons and monsters in the Great Qiao Dynasty were under his jurisdiction.
Jiang He cupped his hands in greeting but quickly felt that something was amiss. The polite greetings he had prepared were jumbled in his brain, and he couldn't utter a single word.
"Let's get to the point."
Shen Yi nodded slightly. With his prompt, the two men's tense bodies finally relaxed a little.
If the other party wasn't a Mixed Element Sect Master, then whatever he said would be pointless. If he remained silent, it would be like provoking the Surveillance Officer. No matter what he did, it felt wrong.
There was no way Shen Yi could have missed hearing the earlier conversation.
Knowing what Zhang Xuan was worried about, he spoke with a gentle tone, "You can speak freely. Besides being an Yin Spirit cultivator, I also have some knowledge of body tempering techniques."
Body tempering techniques?
Zhang Xuan bitterly smiled and raised his head. But since Shen Yi had seen through his thoughts, he no longer beat around the bush. "I report to the Surveillance Officer that there are two Demon Kings wreaking havoc in Songzhou, and we are truly... at our wits' end."
"Two of them?"
Shen Yi stood up and walked in front of the two men.
Zhang Xuan seemed to have been holding this in for a long time. Even if he couldn't solve the problem, he wanted to vent his frustrations to his superior. "Those Demon Kings..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he stared blankly as Shen Yi walked past him and headed outside.
What was going on? Shen Yi lifted the curtain and turned back, saying indifferently, "No need to rush. We can talk on the way."
Zhang Xuan froze again, and Jiang He secretly pushed him. Then he realized what was happening.
This Official Shen intended to inspect Songzhou?!
In all the times he had come to the yamen, he had never encountered such a straightforward situation.
"Why are you overthinking this... Having the Surveillance Officer accompany you back is better than you going back alone, isn't it?!"
Jiang He gritted his teeth in frustration.
Hearing this, Zhang Xuan quickly hurried out. As he stepped out of the room, he saw Liu Kun staring at him intently, as if he wanted to devour him.
"Official Shen, you just arrived at the Wumiao Temple... I mean, I didn't mean to be nosy... It's just that... I'll help you prepare a horse carriage."
Liu Kun stammered, but Shen Yi just shook his head.
"No need for a carriage, just prepare two good horses."
If even Chen Qiankun, the Demon Suppression General, could have such a miraculous war steed, then the yamen of the Demon Suppression Office should naturally have better mounts.
Liu Kun nimbly rushed out and soon returned with two pitch-black demon horses. Their bodies were covered in scales, as if clad in black armor.
"Official Shen, shouldn't we inform Official Wu?"
He held the reins, watching as Shen Yi mounted his horse. How could he just leave without any formalities?
The Surveillance Officer was inspecting the Nine Provinces, yet he wasn't gathering troops or sending out notices. He was just going to ride off like this?
With a dazed expression, Zhang Xuan mounted the other demon horse. Even now, he felt his mind was muddled. Before he could react, the two demon horses had already galloped towards the city gate.
"You're leaving just like that?"
Liu Kun watched as the demon horses disappeared around the corner and suddenly slapped himself.
The Surveillance Officer, who had been invited back by Official Wu just yesterday, had left the Imperial City after spending only one night.
...
Wu Mian Temple, Courtyard A.
Wu Daoan stood in front of the small courtyard with his hands behind his back, clearing his throat. "Shen, I came to see you."
Since Shen Yi had obtained the Three Primes Ascension Technique yesterday, although Wu Daoan couldn't guide him on his path, it was only right that he showed some concern.
He quietly waited for a moment.
The door remained closed, and there was no response.
"Shen?"
Wu Daoan frowned and raised his voice slightly.
He lowered his hands, which had been crossed behind his back.
After all, he was an Yin Spirit cultivator. Surely Shen Yi wasn't still tired from the journey and sleeping at this hour?
(End of Chapter)
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