Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Fangfeng Hu asked for a promise, which made all three members of Xiangshoushi look up at the same time.

Wang Mangshi exudes an air of mystery, but so far, no one has been able to decipher his true nature.

Moreover, Chen Wanli just said that there was a problem with the spiritual tea they drank. If they remember correctly, they saw Fangfenghu drink it as well.

This guy has obtained some secret now, and at a time like this, any useful information could be related to the life and death of everyone.

Only Chen Wanli remained calm and simply said, "Tell me about it!"

"I want to live!"

Fangfenghu licked his lips.

Chen Wanli didn't speak. With a wave of his hand, the thorny ring that had been around Fangfenghu's neck earlier returned to his hand.

"Alright, you can speak now!"

While it cannot yet be proven that everything Fangfeng Hu said before was true, it does offer some insight.

Fangfeng Hu smiled and rubbed his neck, transmitting his voice through the Divine Sense Stone: "My brother-in-law insists that I leave, and he can't persuade me. He told me not to go to the east of the city."

I'm not sure if the Wood Spirit is over there. But there must be some activity they don't want others to know about.

As he spoke, his eyebrows danced with excitement: "Once there is any movement in that place, the Wang Mang clan will definitely be on guard."

"At that time, just observe which areas the patrol teams are focusing on; those will definitely be related to the Suimu tree."

Xiangjue's eyes lit up when he heard this; this guy was actually quite clever.

But when he turned to look at Chen Wanli, he saw that Chen Wanli was still expressionless.

"What a show-off!" Xiangjue muttered to himself.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now!"

Fang Fenghu left quickly, whether out of fear of being conscripted by Chen Wanli or because he was afraid of being targeted by Wang Mang's men.

After leaving the courtyard, Fangfeng Hu subtly took out a communication talisman from the Fangfeng clan.

Given the distance between here and the Fangfeng clan's territory, it was well beyond the effective range of the sound transmission talisman. Yet, his sound transmission talisman was shining brightly, as if someone from the Fangfeng clan was not far from the Wangmang clan.

Upon sensing the intrusion, Fangfeng Hu immediately transmitted the message: "It's done, he'll definitely fall for the trap!"

……

In the courtyard, Xiangjue nervously gripped the Divine Stone: "Ancestor Chen, I feel this mission will be difficult to succeed, I feel..."

Although it is true that Chen Wanli is powerful, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, he can roam freely in most parts of the Demon Cave, but this does not include the lair of a clan that also has a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Putting everything else aside, the city's protective formation alone is enough to change the course of the battle.

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Wanli interrupted him: "There's no need to talk about feelings."

"..."

"Then I'll go out and take a look at their formation!"

Xiang Qing was eager to try and was ready to take action.

She acted as if Chen Wanli's word was law, and she would never go against his will.

In any case, the Xiangshou clan had poor relations with all the other clans, especially the Wangmang clan, which had once participated in the encirclement and capture of the Xiangshou clan.

This isn't me helping Chen Wanli at all; it's clearly Chen Wanli helping Xiang Shou Shi vent his anger.

Well, that's how Xiangqing feels anyway.

"But be careful. Remember, don't go east of the city. If there's trouble, don't go to crowded places; just come back to the courtyard!"

Chen Wanli gave instructions.

Xiang Qing was puzzled. According to Fang Fenghu, if something really happened in the east of the city, shouldn't they go to the east of the city or places with more patrols to investigate?

However, Chen Wanli must have his reasons for saying that, so she nodded obediently, "I understand."

"Okay, remember to change how you address me when we're out!" Chen Wanli reminded him again.

Xiang Qing's little face twisted, and she said reluctantly, "I know, Dad!"

Xiangjing and Xiangjue exchanged a glance and decided to follow them out.

But Chen Wanli stopped him: "Your whole family is running out to gather information, as if you're afraid people won't suspect anything, right?"

"..." Xiang Jing sighed. Was Chen Wanli really not afraid that Xiang Qing would get into trouble if he went out?

This man clearly has no heart for his sister; he just uses her as a pawn!

How can one entrust their life to someone like that?

Xiangjue was even more frustrated than Xiangjing. He had rushed to help, but not only did he not get any benefit in return, Chen Wanli's attitude was also too indifferent.

He didn't listen to or believe a word he said; he wanted to see just how capable Chen Wanli really was!

As for the spirit tea, Chen Wanli didn't say there was anything wrong with it!

Since it's not poisonous, could there be something wrong with the tea? Is it that Chen Wanli actually wants to use Xiang Jing to help him?

After all, in terms of formations, he and Xiang Jing far surpassed Xiang Qing.

If that's the case, he'd really like to wait and see how Chen Wanli would "invite" him to make a move.

Thinking this, he discreetly slipped another divine stone, engraved with different array patterns, into Xiangjing's hands, and began to "privately" share his thoughts.

When Xiang Jing heard Xiang Jue's guess, his heart pounded.

If Chen Wanli is truly such a cunning and calculating person, then he really cannot be taken to the Xiangshou clan's territory.

They both have their own thoughts.

Chen Wanli ignored them, closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and waited for the patrol team to call him.

into the night.

Xiang Qing has not yet returned.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar resounded above Wang Mangshi.

The sharp, deafening explosion of the energy source caused the entire city to shake violently.

"Something's happened!" Xiangjue stood up, his face full of vigilance.

The incident occurred in the eastern part of the city.

Chen Wanli slowly opened his eyes. In his divine sense, he could see patrol teams rushing in an orderly manner in several directions.

Wang Manghe, the Divine Ancestor who was in charge of the Wang Mang Clan, sped towards the east of the city.

"Where are we going?" Xiang Jing asked nervously.

"I'm not going anywhere! I'll just stay in the yard!" Chen Wanli said calmly.

"??? That's nonsense, it can protect against the wind..." Xiang Jing was puzzled.

This is a perfect opportunity to gather information amidst the chaos!

Following Fang Fenghu's plan, they split into two groups: one went to the east of the city, and the other went to the area with the most patrol teams.

But why did Chen Wanli change his mind?

……

East of the city.

A dozen figures, concealed by illusion runes, could only be seen in their tracks, their faces obscured, as they launched a frenzied attack on the formation in the east of the city.

The city-protecting formation, which even Nascent Soul cultivators would struggle with, began to tremble under their continuous attacks.

Clearly, they all came prepared, using magical artifacts specifically designed to counter formations to aid them.

"Who dares to offend the Wang Mang clan?"

Wang Manghe's voice came from the city wall.

His response was an even fiercer attack.

Wang Manghe was furious and raised his hand to take out a long spear.

The spear shot out like a dragon, tearing through the void.

A man in black robes suddenly leaped up from outside the city, holding a black longbow. He used his divine energy to create arrows that collided with the spear.

Boom.

The overflowing energy exploded violently.

At this moment, a gap was also blasted open in the city's protective formation.

The man in the black robe flew in through the opening.

Wang Manghe roared angrily: "How dare you!"

In a short time, the two exchanged several blows.

Wang Manghe's face darkened. He recognized him and shouted, "Fangfeng Yong!"

One of the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Fangfeng clan, whose strength is comparable to his.

If Wang Mangzhong were present, Wang Manghe would not be afraid of Fangfengyong.

But now, the fear is that while the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman is still in the shadows.

The man in black robes did not respond and continued to fight Wang Manghe several more times, but he seemed somewhat impatient.

At this moment, his divine sense was projected across the entire city of Wangmang, searching for that figure.

Wang Manghe also noticed his actions and then searched the entire city.

There were no suspicious strangers or unusual movements in the city.

No, there is one.

But that guy was running frantically toward the guest house.

The guest quarters were located on the outskirts of the Wang Mang clan's territory, and the little guy was clearly fleeing back in a panic.

So, who should Fangfengyong turn to next?

"Do you have accomplices in the city?" Wang Manghe asked coldly.

Fang Fengyong remained silent, but was secretly anxious.

Logically, if Chen Wanli had listened to Fangfeng Hu's words, he should have taken some action by now.

As long as Chen Wanli makes a move, he can shake off Wang Manghe and go find his target.

The plan has inexplicably gone wrong. Chen Wanli doesn't seem to have fallen for the trap and hasn't made any move.

He's probably stuck in a rut now, unable to move forward!

Thinking of this, Fang Fengyong didn't say a word. He used several powerful moves to force Wang Manghe back and let out a long howl, signaling a retreat.

He quickly retreated, but Wang Manghe did not pursue him, fearing that he might fall into another ambush.

Just when Fang Fengyong thought that although the plan had failed, at least he could leave successfully.

A mocking voice seemed to appear out of nowhere in his ear:

"Is the Wang Mang clan a place where one can come and go as one pleases?"

Upon hearing this voice, Wang Manghe's expression became very complicated, and he stood still without moving.

"who is it?"

"Looks like everyone's forgotten about this old codger!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Fengyong felt his scalp tingle and said, "Greetings, Ancestral God!" while fleeing even faster.

However, an invisible force still held him back.

Fang Fengyong was, after all, a Nascent Soul cultivator. Under this force, his entire body seemed to lose control, and he was forcibly pulled into the city.

"Since you're already here, come and see this old man!"

Fang Fengyong fell into a deserted courtyard in the west of the city.

Then, there was no further movement.

Those who came with Fang Fengyong to attack the city turned and fled almost the instant he fell.

At this moment, not far outside Wangmang City, an exceptionally robust man was leading a group of men, watching the fleeing people from afar.

"Lord Yu, should we lend a hand?" someone asked, unable to bear it any longer.

"No rush, let's see if Wang Manghe will chase after us!" The burly man shook his head.

"The strange thing about Yongzu's failure just now, I wonder if Wang Mangzhong has already sneaked back?"

"It doesn't seem likely! We'll know once we see if Wang Manghe comes after us."

A few breaths later, Wang Manghe ruthlessly killed several of the slower runners, but did not pursue those who escaped the attack range.

"Strange!" The burly man called Yu Zu frowned, seemingly lost in thought.

……

Chen Wanli witnessed all of this.

He projected his divine sense onto a flying insect and witnessed the entire battle, but when that mysterious power appeared, he was afraid of being detected, so he did not follow up.

Windproof!

Ha, Fangfenghu was definitely up to no good.

If we follow Fangfeng Hu's suggestion, Chen Wanli is either currently engaged in a fierce battle with Wang Manghe, or he should be being pulled away by that mysterious force.

"Huchihuchi..."

Xiang Qing ran back from outside, panting heavily: "It was terrifying! Let me tell you, it's true... the Fangfeng Clan's Divine Ancestor appeared and inexplicably fought with Ancestor Wang Manghe..."

Then, inexplicably, I was taken down…

"???"

Xiang Qing and Xiang Jue looked at Chen Wanli in horror.

The water in this pool is getting muddier and muddier!

Do we really want to keep getting involved?

At this moment, the courtyard gate was pushed open once again.

A young man dressed in the robes of the Wangmang clan stood at the door: "Which one of you is Jia Zhengchu? Come with me to the patrol team to report for duty!"