Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Quan Ning domain.

Stone City.

The originally dim light of the tracking bead in the hands of a cultivator suddenly became as bright as a star.

A look of surprise instantly appeared on his face, and he hurriedly ran towards a burly figure not far behind him.

"Master Cheng, we have found his trace!" The monk's voice was full of excitement.

Cheng Junpeng's face lit up with joy, and he pulled the reins hard, galloping a few steps on his horse to the side of the monk. He stared at the tracking bead, looking at it carefully, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"Great! Contact General Zhou immediately. Although this is just a trace from six months ago, we have finally found the target." Cheng Junpeng's words were filled with joy that was hard to conceal.

Yu Hongdie secretly watched them from the corner of her eyes, not daring to act rashly. Although there was only one Nascent Soul cultivator and three Golden Core cultivators on the opposite side, she knew very well that now was not the best time to take action.

My current condition is extremely bad. If I act rashly, both sides will suffer losses in the end, and I will easily expose myself.

Now that this group of people were far away from their homeland, it was a perfect opportunity for her. As long as she waited patiently, she would wait for the most favorable opportunity sooner or later.

She felt the blood in her body heating up, her skin turned red, and she couldn't hold it back any longer, so she coughed twice.

"cough--"

She suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood, and the surging blood in her body gradually calmed down.

Her skin slowly lost its original rosy color, and her skin, which was once as white as jade, now revealed a distressing sickly whiteness.

After receiving the order, the signalman squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, patted the horse and galloped out of the city like lightning.

Five miles away from the stone city, he raised his hand and a signal talisman slowly rose into the air, blooming into brilliant fireworks in the inky black night sky.

The dazzling fireworks were very strange, and only certain people could see the message contained in them.

"General, look, there's news about Cheng Junpeng's team." The soldier on guard said excitedly, pointing at the fireworks sparkling in the sky.

Zhou Tongli looked up, and his old face finally showed a hint of redness. "That's great. After four months of searching, we finally found his trace."

"As long as we find the trail, the rest will be much easier. This tracking bead contains his blood that was left in Bijiang Ferry. We can follow the trail all the way back. I don't believe that he didn't stop along the way."

"General, what should we do now?" asked the Jindan warrior.

"Let's meet up with them first. I can't wait any longer." After Zhou Tongli finished speaking, he whipped the horse whip hard, and the horse under his crotch galloped away like an arrow.

The others naturally understood the old general's eagerness and hurriedly rode their horses to catch up.

One month later.

Zhou Tongli led a group of five troops, totaling more than 200 people, gathered ten miles away from Shitou City.

Cheng Junpeng stepped forward and reported: "General, three of the best scouts in the army have already set out with the tracking beads, and have left marks along the way."

Zhou Tongli nodded slightly, secretly praising them in his heart, thinking that these people were worthy of his selection, each of them was reliable and had strong abilities.

Although there are more than 200 people in his army, they are all elite soldiers in the army.

"Rest for a night, and divide the main force into three parts tomorrow, otherwise it will be too conspicuous. Go around when you encounter a city, and try not to conflict with others until you find the thief." Zhou Tongli gave the order decisively.

"Yes." Jin Huoyun, Tan Zhishe and others accepted the order one by one.

At this time, Wang Qiye was rushing to the Sifang Region without stopping.

Seeing that the journey to the Sifang Territory was only one month away, he was in a very good mood.

Fortunately, he was thinking of Yan Mengwan in his heart. If it weren't for this longing that held him back, he would have already gone into the brothels or indulged in traveling.

If that happens, he will be found by the two groups of people behind him sooner or later.

After going through untold hardships and spending eight months, Wang Qiye finally set foot into the territory of Sifang Domain.

He stood quietly in this strange land, looking at the scene before him, feeling filled with emotion.

The mountains, rivers and streams here also exude a unique kind of elegance, as if a vivid painting was unfolding before his eyes.

Without stopping for a moment, Wang Qiye went straight to the city lord's mansion of the border city.

His body was as fast as lightning, his feet were as swift as the wind, and he raised a cloud of dust wherever he passed.

Along the way, his eyes were determined and eager, and he had only one thought in his mind: to get to the imperial city as soon as possible.

This large border city named "Zhenguan City" has walls that soar into the clouds and is magnificent and majestic.

When Wang Qiye arrived at the city gate, the soldiers guarding the city saw that he had an extraordinary temperament and did not dare to neglect him in the slightest, so they quickly let him pass.

Entering the city, the streets were bustling with people coming and going. But Wang Qiye had no intention of lingering on the lively scene in the city and ran straight towards the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

The City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of the city. The vermilion gate is closed, and two stone lions stand majestically in front of the gate, as if guarding the majesty of the mansion.

Wang Qiye was dressed strangely at the moment, his entire body covered in a black robe.

Since he had come to Senior Sister Yan's territory, he could naturally take advantage of them and ride the teleportation array, instead of having to run all the way there.

But he didn't plan to meet them under the name of Lingxi Valley.

Firstly, he had many enemies and was afraid of bringing unnecessary trouble to them;

Secondly, he didn't want Hao Jing to use his influence to gain enemies.

Under the vigilant and strange gazes of the guards at the door, Wang Qiye knocked on the door of the City Lord's Mansion.

After a while, the door opened, and a man who looked like a butler poked his head out and looked Wang Qiye up and down with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Sir, what's the matter?"

Wang Qiye bowed and said, "I have an urgent matter to ask the city lord, please inform me."

Seeing his mysterious appearance, the butler did not dare to delay and turned inside to report.

Soon, Wang Qiye was led into the mansion. The city lord was a middle-aged man with a resolute face and piercing eyes, exuding an aura of majesty without anger.

City Lord Weng Jishuo looked puzzled as he looked back and forth at the monk in strange clothing. This person had a strange aura and was definitely not anyone he remembered.

He was secretly on guard in his heart, thinking: "My fellow Taoist, I wonder why you are looking for this city lord?"

"How dare he break into the City Lord's Mansion?" Weng Jishuo became even more alert.

The monk was calm and composed, not in a hurry. The visitor was Wang Qiye, who said slowly, "Lord City Lord, I am the secret guard of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I have important matters to report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so I would like to borrow the teleportation array of your city to teleport to the Imperial City."

The city lord frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "The teleportation array cannot be used casually. Do you have a token?"

Wang Qiye remained calm and responded calmly: "The token is lost."

Weng Jishuo was full of doubts. He didn't know whether what this person said was true or not, but he didn't want to offend him easily.

He thought for a moment and advised, "Your Highness, the current Crown Prince, the Thirteenth Prince Hao Jinghao is kind-hearted. If you leave now, His Highness will not hold you accountable for any fault. If you continue to pester me, His Highness may not punish you, but he will definitely hold others accountable."

Wang Qiye was unmoved, and said firmly: "Sir City Lord, just report it. When the time comes, His Highness will naturally distinguish right from wrong."

Seeing that he was so confident in his words, Weng Jishuo still had some doubts in his heart, but he also felt that with his current strength, he would hardly have a chance to assassinate the Crown Prince, let alone take action.

However, he was still worried, so he asked again to confirm: "If you leave now, you still have a way out. But after I use the lantern to notify you, will you have no way out?"

Wang Qiye really disliked his nagging and thought he was worried about the 100 spirit stones for the lantern communication fee. He casually took out a first-level magic weapon from his storage bag and threw it over.

"Lord City Lord, just inform me. This first-level magic weapon will be my thank you gift to you."

Wang Qiye was not worried that he would recognize it. The Daosha Domain was only eight cents away from the Sifang Domain, and a small military standard equipment would not attract other people's attention.

Weng Jishuo took the item casually, and when he took a closer look, he found that it was a first-level magical weapon.

He remained calm as he casually put it into his storage bag and nodded slightly, saying, "In that case, I will respectfully obey your orders. I will go and report it right away."

Wang Qiye looked relaxed and calm. "Lord City Lord, please leave quickly and don't delay my important business."

As a result, City Lord Weng quickly left and went to the secret room alone.

He first put a hundred spirit stones into the lantern, and then called the lantern of the Prince's Mansion according to the address recorded on the lantern.

Soon, the lanterns in the Prince's Mansion chose to connect and communicate, and the dreams of the two people were connected together.

Weng Jishuo instantly appeared in a magnificent dream.

Facing this magnificent building, he secretly marveled in his heart, "It is worthy of being the Prince's Mansion. Even a secret room is decorated so luxuriously."

However, he did not dare to look too much, and quickly leaned over to greet the young man in brocade clothes. "Zhenguan City Lord Weng Jishuo, I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Excuse me, what do you want to report?" Hao Jing responded calmly, as if he was accustomed to such things.

"Your Highness, a Foundation Establishment cultivator has just arrived at your residence. He said he is your secret guard and has something important to report to you, so he wants to use the teleportation array to go to the Imperial City. I have observed his cultivation level and it seems that he is at a suppressed level. His strong spiritual power shows that he is at least a Golden Core cultivator."

"Are there any secret orders?" Hao Jing showed a trace of doubt. The mansion did have a few secret guards, but they had always been active near the imperial city and had never been sent far away to carry out missions.

"I contacted you directly because I didn't have a secret order. He didn't look like he was seeking death, so I couldn't make up my mind for a moment."

"Okay, I got it. I will notify the experts who are responsible for the teleportation array to be on guard against this person. You can wait for an hour and then let him go." Hao Jing made the decision decisively, with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Yes." Weng Jishuo nodded in response.

When he looked up again, the Crown Prince had disappeared and the other side had cut off communication.