Si Lei Zhenjun

"Didn't you tell it in the end? You even reported the nonsense spread by two women. You are really outrageous!" Chu Xing's tone slowed down a little.

Wang Huntian knew that he was in the wrong and did not make any further excuses on the matter:

"My dear nephew, you see there is indeed not a single spirit stone in this treasury, and your uncle cannot conjure any for you."

Chu Xing was about to give up, but soon realized something was wrong:

"For such a huge city like Hun Tian Xian City, the monthly rent for the shops alone is an astronomical figure. Even if most of it has to be handed over to the court, there will always be a portion left. Now that a month or two have passed, how is it possible that there is not even a single spirit stone in the treasury?"

Wang Huntian was a little embarrassed and coughed:

"I've temporarily embezzled all of it. Last time, I borrowed two or three million spirit stones from the princess while playing cards. Shouldn't I pay it back as soon as I get back? Look, I don't have any money left for expenses in the mansion. I was just about to secretly take some things out and sell them. My dear nephew, please don't tell anyone about this."

Chu Xing thought to himself, you old man not only embezzled public funds, but also sold public property. If you offend me one day, I will report you.

"You've been the city lord for so many years, don't you have any savings?"

Wang Huntian's old face turned red:

"This... How can a married man have any savings?"

Chu Xing nodded in agreement. He hadn't even gotten married yet, and his savings were gone.

At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

When the two looked back, they saw Wan Shankong rushing in in a hurry.

"City Lord Wang, I wonder what the origins of the Yongning Marquisate in your city are? How dare they even disrespect my Yunxiao Sect?"

Wan Shankong's face looked very ugly.

Wang Huntian was a little confused:

"Elder Wan, what happened to make you so angry?"

"I have already found out that my disciple had a conflict with a young master from the Yongning Marquis's Mansion at Zuihuan Tower and disappeared after leaving Zuihuan Tower. His disappearance is obviously related to the people from the Yongning Marquis's Mansion."

Wan Shankong's face flushed red, and he said angrily:

"I personally went to their door to demand the release of the person, and it would have been fine if they flatly denied it, but they actually refused to even let me in. Humph! If it weren't for the concern that we were in the city and that a fight would have hurt innocent people, I would have already razed that ruined mansion to the ground."

Wang Huntian frowned and pondered, "Logically, this shouldn't happen. Even though Yongning Hou's wife, Qian, is the only daughter of the current leader of the Earth Spirit Sect, and the Yongning Hou Mansion has the support of the Earth Spirit Sect, it's definitely not wise to offend an elder of an immortal sect so easily."

The cultivation world divides sects into five grades. The first four are divided by heaven, earth, and yellow. Above the heaven grade are the eight great immortal sects.

Those sects that don’t even have a Nascent Soul stage are all inferior.

In a Huangpin sect, there is at least one Nascent Soul cultivator in charge.

In a Xuan-grade sect, there must be at least one cultivator in the Spirit Refining Stage in charge.

In a low-grade sect, there must be at least one Dharma-image monk in charge.

In a Tianpin sect, there is at least one great Hedao monk in charge.

In order to join the ranks of the immortal sect, there must be at least three powerful people who can transcend tribulations.

Even though the Diling Sect is a well-known top-grade sect, famous for its art of finding spirits and exploring veins, there are five great monks who have achieved the state of Hedao within the sect.

But in front of the giant Yunxiao Sect, it seems very small.

"How dare a mere son-in-law of the Earth Spirit Sect be so arrogant?" Wan Shankong's eyes turned cold and he said:

"City Lord Wang, the Marquis of Yongning is a member of your court after all. If you can't get him to give me a satisfactory explanation, don't blame me for starting a fight in the city!"

Wang Huntian asked, "Has Elder Wan found any trace of your disciple in the Yongning Marquis's mansion?"

Wan Shankong shook his head. "The entire mansion is enveloped by a massive formation, and my spiritual sense can't penetrate it at all. If I could be sure that my disciple was inside the mansion, I wouldn't give up so easily."

"Did anyone see with their own eyes that it was the people from Yongning Marquis' Mansion who captured your disciple?" Wang Huntian asked.

"no!"

"Elder Wan, there's not a shred of evidence proving that your disciple's disappearance is directly related to the Yongning Marquisate. If it's just based on your conjecture, even as the City Lord, I can't go and ask for your disciple."

Wang Huntian looked a little embarrassed.

After all, he didn't want to offend Yongning Hou and Diling Sect for no reason.

Wan Shankong flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, "In that case, then there's no need to bother City Lord Wang with such an outburst. I'll personally go and tear down that mansion and find it myself."

Having said that, he turned and left.

"Hey!" Wang Huntian grabbed him and said:

"I didn't say I wouldn't help, did I? How about this? I'll go negotiate with the Marquis of Yongning on your behalf and ask him what's going on."

Marquis Yongning is also a great cultivator of the Hedao realm. If the two of them were to fight in the city, it would be hard to say how many casualties would be caused. When the time comes, it would be his dereliction of duty as the city lord.

Wan Shankong's face was full of anxiety:

"Now that my disciple's life or death is unknown, how can I still have the patience to wait for you to negotiate? What if they intend to kill him to silence him and destroy the body?"

Chu Xing suddenly said:

"In fact, the eldest princess also has some dislike for the Yongning Marquis Mansion."

"Are you serious, nephew?" Wang Huntian couldn't help but feel happy when he heard that.

"Yeah." Chu Xing nodded affirmatively and briefly told the story of Qian's attempt to harm the baby and Meng Xiang's experience.

"There is such a thing?" Wang Huntian's eyes widened and he said righteously:

"They dared to take human lives in broad daylight. They must be responsible for your disciple's disappearance. Come on, Elder Wan, no matter what I say today, I will ask the Princess to seek justice for you!"

Chu Xing: “…”

There was no evidence just now.

……

In the Yongning Marquis Mansion, a luxuriously decorated house.

The Marquis of Yongning's hair and beard stood up, and he pointed at the woman in a gorgeous dress and a young man in front of him and cursed loudly:

"You dare to move disciples of the Immortal Sect? Are you tired of living? Even if you want to die, can you please not drag the entire Yongning Marquisate down with you!"

"Liu Zhongshan! Are you angry with me over such a small matter?"

Qian's eyes widened as she stared at him and said:

"They are just two immortal sect disciples who are not yet at the Nascent Soul stage. They are not some big shots. So what's the big deal if they are arrested?"

Her words were full of contempt. She glanced back at the young man behind her and continued:

"That day they beat our Hong'er to a pulp. If Hong'er hadn't stopped me and said he wanted to bring them back and give them a good beating, I would have killed them right there and then!"

Upon hearing this, the Marquis of Yongning was so angry that his face turned ashen, his whole body trembling slightly, and he roared at Qian:

"Did you know that someone else's master just showed up? It was an elder from the Yunxiao Sect! If I hadn't tried my best to stop him from entering the mansion to search, and if he had discovered what we were doing, you wouldn't have had enough heads to chop off even if you had a hundred!"

Qian's face turned pale in an instant, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and she lowered her head, not daring to make a scene again.