I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

In the shadows, a sturdy figure stood in the darkness.

The butler was startled, but reacted quickly, knelt on one knee, and said in a deep voice.

"See the City Lord."

Cheng Hao didn't respond and slowly walked out of the darkness. The light of the spirit lamp fell on him and he felt as if he was being swallowed. He looked down at the butler from above.

"Wake up, how are you doing recently?"

His gaze was like a maggot attached to one's bones, carrying with it a chilling chill that made the butler's scalp tingle.

It seems that the city lord's skills have improved again this time.

The butler stood up slowly.

"Everything is normal in the city, except yesterday."

When the housekeeper said this, he glanced at Cheng Hao's face cautiously.

"Yesterday, the young master offended someone he shouldn't have offended. I invited ten Void Dan realm masters from the Weicheng Camp but they couldn't take him down."

Cheng Hao frowned. Although Qingyuan City was one of the five major cities of Tianyang Sect, it was the most remote.

During this period, some masters did not go to other cities, but came to Qingyuan City.

"Elaborate."

The butler recounted everything that had happened before, including the matter of the 200,000 spirit beads.

Cheng Hao's eyes gradually became gloomy. He had no pressure in dealing with ten Void Dan realm masters, and he knew that Cheng Huiyuan was his child, yet he dared to ask for the spirit pearl so unscrupulously.

In all likelihood, he is also at the Dan Hua realm.

When he came to Qingyuan City to take up his post, he was ostensibly at the level of Danhua, but because his cultivation was built up using natural materials and treasures, his foundation was very unstable.

If he hadn't had the connections, he would never have been able to sit on the position of city lord.

Many people knew about this, but few would be so blatant as to slap him in the face.

"Do you know his identity?"

The butler shook his head.

"It's like he just popped up out of nowhere, and there's no way to find his origins."

"His attack method is also extremely strange."

Cheng Hao sneered, "I won't go out again in the near future. If you find him, let me know."

Those people still thought he was the same as he was decades ago, and this time he wanted them to pay the price.

The butler was stunned and hesitated for a moment, "Then shall we take the blood from the young master?"

Cheng Hao had no reaction to this, not loving the child as much as the outside world showed, and said coldly.

"Go on. Find a farm to send him there in the next few days. I'll bring him back after I've sorted out the issues in the city."

After Cheng Hao finished speaking, he mentioned other things.

"How many good stuff are there this time?"

The butler thought for a moment, then took out a scroll from the table and spread it out.

"City Lord, please look at this."

A red figure on the scroll gradually became clearer under the spiritual lamp.

When Cheng Hao saw the man's appearance clearly in the scroll, he was stunned and there was surprise in his eyes.

"This person is so exquisite."

"Did you catch him?"

The housekeeper shook his head regretfully, "They have only been in Qingyuan City for two days and have no idea where to stay."

"But today my people have sent the invitation to the auction of the upper wing, so they should go when the time comes."

When the butler said this, he couldn't help but compare the two red figures, and he suddenly said.

"Those two are both cultivators. If you have nothing else to do, Lord City Lord, why don't you go and see the auction in person tomorrow?"

Cheng Hao was still looking at the scroll and nodded thoughtfully.

"can."

......

The sun is shining brightly.

On the riverside outside Qingyuan City.

Yan Ping was resting under a willow tree, his face was so stinky that it was impossible to ignore it.

But an exquisite appearance will always make people more tolerant.

Wen Ye glanced at him, sighed, and continued to lower his head and use the flowing water at the river to wash the maggots out of his clothes.

Every time one of them rushed out, Wen Ye would use his spiritual power to smash them directly.

He originally wanted to kill the maggots directly on his clothes, but Yan Ping refused to do so.

Yan Ping felt that if these things were turned into powder directly in his clothes, it would only make him feel more disgusted.

After cleaning the last one, Wen Ye picked it out with a branch and examined it carefully. After making sure it was thoroughly cleaned, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's washed."

Yan Ping looked in his direction, and his expression eased slightly when he saw the clothes had become clean again.

"give you."

Wen Ye was stunned for a moment, then twitched his mouth.

Although the clothes had a noble origin, he refused to wear them because they were crawled with so many maggots.

"I do not want."

Yan Ping snorted, "You have no vision."

Wen Ye looked normal, "What about what should I wear, senior?"

Yan Ping's face suddenly turned dark and he turned and walked towards the city.

"Follow."

Wen Ye looked at the clothes that were still dripping with water, sighed, used his spiritual power to dry them, hung them on the branches, and walked towards Yan Ping.

He had sealed up his spiritual power in the morning and used it to break through the fat merchant's house. Now that his spiritual power had been restored, he still felt a lingering feeling of fatigue.

"Where do we go next?"

Yan Ping was in a bad mood, so he looked towards the auction place and said, "Go find the people from Tianyang Sect."

Wen Ye looked puzzled, "What do you want to do with them?"

"It's still unclear who is involved with the City Lord's Mansion. Aren't you afraid of alerting the enemy?"

Yan Ping said lazily, "Master Fu has nothing to do with them."

Wen Ye was shocked, "How did you know?"

Yan Ping turned around and looked at him, his lips slightly curled.

"you guess."

This person knew that he would not kill him, so he would ask him questions from time to time, both overt and covert.

Wen Ye: “…”

Wen Ye pretended not to hear.

All the way back to the auction.

There were people coming and going at the entrance of the auction, many of them were cultivators, and there were also many mortals who made a living by killing strange snakes near Qingyuan City.

Yan Ping walked straight into the gate. The guard at the door was about to stop him, but then he noticed Wen Ye's cultivation level of the Qi Refining Stage and stepped back.

After passing through the lobby on the first floor, Yan Ping walked straight to the room where Master Fu was, as if he was familiar with the place.

He didn't even knock on the door, he just walked in.

Master Fu, who was studying the formation plate with his head down, was interrupted. He frowned and looked a little unhappy.

He wanted to see who was so rude.

As a result, when I looked up, I saw a bright yellow figure looking around the room.

Master Fu frowned slightly as he looked at the man with half his hair tied up and a half-hollow mask on his face, who exuded the aura of a free and easy young master.

When the two looked at each other, he saw the corners of Yan Ping's lips slightly curved.

Then a familiar lazy voice was heard.

"Your room is so big, but there's no place to sit."

“What a waste.”

Yan Ping's voice was full of regret.

Master Fu's heart skipped a beat. After thinking about it last night, he had a profound realization: although this person was beautiful, it was not suitable for him to have too much contact with her.

He looked behind Yan Ping, but didn't see Wen Ye. His expression became serious, "Where are the others?"

"Senior Master Fu, I'm here."

Wen Ye just stepped in at this time, holding a branch and picking up a piece of tattered clothes in his hand.

He was wearing bright blue clothes and a hollow mask on his face.

Except for being a head shorter and having a different color, everything else is pretty much the same.

Just as eye-catching.

Master Fu recalled last night. Except for Yan Ping who was a little conspicuous, Wen Ye was normal last night.

Master Fu’s final verdict was absolutely certain.

"You've corrupted him."