Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Inn, room

"I should go take a look," Yun Wuji thought as he stood up.

A couple of days ago, he followed Su An and explored Haicheng thoroughly, only to discover that there were still some problems with the place.

Although the constables from the Six Doors were constantly patrolling, there were always some people dressed in red with the word "righteousness" embroidered on their chests lurking in the distance, watching them menacingly.

"I need to get the mask to Li Junsu quickly," Yun Wuji thought, taking out a mysterious and elegant white mask from his Qiankun bag.

The mask is edged with pale gold, and the intricate and gorgeous patterns add a touch of mystery to the mask. The overall shape of the mask, resembling a white tiger, is also imposing, with star-like shadows emitting faint light at the center of the brow.

Celestial Weapon, Star Mask, Tian Geng.

This was personally crafted by the third-generation Supreme Master. According to the ancestor's own account on the bamboo slip, he originally intended to use it to strengthen his murderous intent.

He felt he lacked the will to kill.

However, after careful consideration, it was found to be contrary to the rules of the Supreme Sect, so it has remained sealed away until now.

Yes, the seemingly carefree Taishangmen sect has its own rules, which have been passed down from generation to generation and are strictly adhered to.

This is why Yun Wuji wanted to participate in the World Grand Competition. The Supreme Sect didn't mention it, so he... will explain it one by one.

The third-generation sect leader used the [Starry Remnant] to create the mask as a whole, and then used his divine sense to guide the White Tiger constellation, wanting to create a pure killing mask.

However, he was attracted by the planet Venus, which caused his original creation of the Western Geng White Tiger to become the Heavenly Geng.

Tian Geng can communicate with the planet Venus. According to his idea, if he could find the remnant soul of the Jade Emperor, then perhaps this mask would be perfect.

Although being able to communicate with the stars and draw upon their power is already quite astonishing, in his opinion, it still falls short.

From the perspective of the imperial court, running their own private sect might not be so worry-free in some ways.

Their unique thought processes also lead to many ingenious ideas.

"Let's go to the Six Doors first." Yun Wuji looked at the mask in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then put it away.

He already has a good idea.

......

Six doors, a large hall.

"Have you had lunch yet?" Li Junsu asked, looking at Yun Wuji as he walked into the hall.

Yun Wuji's words were interrupted, and he subconsciously shook his head.

"Su An." Li Junsu tossed out another silver ingot.

The amount of silver enough for a family's monthly expenses is enough for a martial artist to have a meal.

No wonder people say that scholars are poor while warriors are rich.

"Got it, boss." Su An stood up and wiped his mouth.

Then, Su An charged out like a wild horse.

"Please sit down," Li Junsu said.

"Chief Constable, my name is Ji Yun, Ji as in commemoration, and Yun as in white clouds," Yun Wuji said.

When he was shopping with Su An, he saw a hideous mask. According to Yun Wuji, it was called a Nuo mask, which is one of the local customs.

Wearing a Nuo mask and performing is a dream for many young men.

He planned to temporarily create a village in the wasteland, and then have Li Junsu send him back so that he could openly hand over the mask to him.

The plan was excellent, Yun Wuji secretly praised himself as a genius.

“Li Junsu, Li Zi Mu, Junzi Su Sha.” Li Junsu nodded and spoke.

It seems Su An has put Ji Yun at ease, which is a good thing.

"Chief Constable Li, I..." Yun Wuji nodded, then trailed off.

What if we just hand the mask over to Li Junsu, and he doesn't know how important it is and forgets about it after receiving it?

Yun Wuji is still young. Anyone with a normal mind would not think that this mask is anything simple.

"Boss, the food is here." Su An's words broke the awkward silence.

Yun Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, but he still needed to think about it some more.

"What kind of tests should I give him?" Yun Wuji pondered as he ate his meal.

Things that are hard-won are more likely to be cherished.

......

In the hall, after Yun Wuji finished his meal and left, Su An also said that he had to go on patrol.

......

on the street

"Your boss wouldn't... about you being the reincarnation of the Ghost Emperor..." At this moment, Ghost Hand spoke softly in Su An's mind.

Su An also came to his senses, and he was shocked. If this were the Northern and Southern Dynasties, he would already be dead.

"Why wasn't I wary of him?" Su An wondered to himself.

"I don't want to hear those words again. If it happens again, I don't care if I lose an arm." Su An, who had been all smiles, suddenly stopped and spoke coldly.

"I...I know...I was just worried about you, why are you being so mean?" Ghost Hand muttered.

Su An also stopped thinking about speaking; this guy was beyond saving.

Su An didn't reply either. Li Junsu... is different.

......

Six doors, a large hall.

Unaware that he had been drawn into the argument, Li Junsu was currently contemplating how to integrate Haicheng's businesses.

Su An was right. To Li Junsu, it was just the reincarnation of the Ghost Emperor, not the appearance of a ghost or god.

It's just that a powerful demon lives inside one of his subordinates. Unless Su An wants to possess Su An, it's just a pastime for Li Junsu.

Or perhaps Su An's strength could improve by leaps and bounds, only then would Li Junsu feel a sense of reality.

As for reporting, that was Su An's own opportunity; the Six Doors had no strict regulations on it.

Just like the Avici Knife Technique that He Ning borrowed from the evil monk, even the people of the Six Doors didn't know that he possessed such an evil knife technique.

More than anything else, Li Junsu is now focused on integrating the Haicheng business and then paying a visit to Juyilou.

Suddenly, Li Junsu felt the beast-taming bag vibrate and came back to his senses.

The beast-taming bag was opened, and the white ball of fluff suddenly pounced onto Li Junsu's face.

Xue Ling let out a couple of pitiful whimpers.

"I'm sorry," Li Junsu said, somewhat helplessly, trying to comfort Xue Ling.

He and Xue Ling had agreed to set aside one day each week for Xue Ling to get some fresh air, but he had forgotten about it recently.

Xue Ling nestled in Li Junsu's arms, expressing her grievance.

She's been waiting for so long, almost two weeks, and she's only protesting now; that's already quite kind of her.

If Tie Bansheng knew, he'd be furious. If this little thing ate even a little late for its three meals a day, he'd start dismantling the birdcage.

You have to throw it away when comparing things.

Li Junsu could only keep stroking Xue Ling's feathers; to be honest, they felt quite nice to the touch.

Xue Ling, too, squinted her eyes as she was being touched and responded cheerfully with two chuckles.

Seeing this, Li Junsu comforted Xue Ling while lost in thought, thinking that Yingbinlou and the Song family were enough.

"He can also be brought over to He Chang's intelligence network." As Li Junsu was thinking, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his fingertips.

Coming to his senses, Li Junsu looked down and saw Xue Ling tilting her head in dissatisfaction.

Xue Ling gently pecked Li Junsu again, not daring to peck too hard, but she still wanted to accuse Li Junsu.

Li Junsu was amused by Xue Ling's behavior and patted her head.

Xue Ling didn't resist and nestled obediently in Li Junsu's arms.