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

The Six Doors, the Martial Arts Arena.

"Boss, what do we do next?" Su An asked eagerly, following behind Li Junsu.

"Wait," Li Junsu said calmly.

All that's left is to wait, wait for the business to grow bigger, wait for the He family to give Shi Sheng enough "eye drops"... and wait for Fang Dayi to become itchy with envy because of the booming business.

I should start cultivating myself; I must achieve a minor level of mastery in both the Fengdu Funeral Knife and the Yellow Springs Azure Heaven Finger.

Now it's time to make all the necessary preparations for a desperate battle with Wang Hai.

Now, the initiative is in the hands of the Six Doors.

"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to practice with me?" Li Junsu said, looking at Su An.

Su An simply waved his right hand, indicating that he wasn't ready yet.

Li Junsu raised an eyebrow.

"I've been practicing my swordsmanship," Su An said, patting his chest.

Upon hearing this, Li Junsu could only nod and then began to cultivate.

"Your swordsmanship is pretty good, isn't it?" Su An asked with some surprise.

"Well, how should I put it? If I were to fight with the boss, I'd have a bad feeling," Su An said, touching his neck.

......

Inn, room.

"It should be fine now." White smoke condensed in the room, and Yun Wuji's figure appeared.

After a month of being fed by Su An and constantly chattering away, Yun Wuji, though he didn't see Li Junsu often, had already formed a general outline of Li Junsu in his mind.

He is very gentle with ordinary people and handles things appropriately. He dislikes unruly江湖人 (jianghu people) and has a strong tendency to kill.

If it weren't for this last impression, Yun Wuji would have taken Li Junsu away; the Supreme Sect was a better fit for him.

The final impression that came to Yun Wuji's mind was that Li Junsu was more suited to the Six Doors uniform than a Taoist robe.

"Let's take action." Yun Wuji thought about his well-thought-out plan and got up to leave.

......

The Six Doors, the Martial Arts Arena.

"Chief Constable Li," Yun Wuji said softly, looking at the bloodstains on Zhao Han Dao's body.

"Ji Yun, what's wrong?" Li Junsu snapped out of his reverie at the sight of the Fengdu Funeral Knife and looked at Yun Wuji.

Li Junsu felt that the Fengdu Funeral Blade required a strong person to consecrate it, and the stronger the person, the better the effect.

While we can't say we were a perfect match, we were certainly complicit in each other's ways.

"Please take me home," Yun Wuji said.

"No problem." Upon hearing this, Li Junsu sheathed his sword and agreed.

Li Junsu was genuinely curious about where Yun Wuji had come from. Zhao An had searched all the villages along the coast, big and small, but found nothing.

Seeing Yun Wuji's dazed look, Li Junsu didn't dare to just leave him alone.

Judging from his appearance, it's clear that no one is threatening him.

"Can you ride a horse?" Li Junsu asked as he walked.

Yun Wuji nodded somewhat suspiciously.

In reality, he wouldn't; he would simply turn everything into white smoke to pinpoint the location.

But we must not reveal any flaws.

"Lead the way." Li Junsu handed the reins of the white horse to Yun Wuji, then walked to his own horse and mounted it.

Yun Wuji also mounted the horse in a very professional manner, and then pulled on the reins.

He was, after all, a cultivator, and quickly became proficient; or rather, the aura emanating from him made the white horse beneath him feel very comfortable.

So Yun Wuji didn't need to worry, the horses started running on their own.

.......

I ran from midday until sunset, and finally arrived in front of a big mountain.

"You live on the mountain?" Li Junsu looked at Yun Wuji with some curiosity.

Yun Wuji nodded and dismounted.

Li Junsu tied the reins and followed Yun Wuji's retreating figure.

Yun Wuji walked ahead, and Li Junsu followed behind, taking it as a spring outing. He relaxed as he smelled the fragrance of grass and soil.

......

“We’ve arrived.” Yun Wuji’s words interrupted Li Junsu’s meditation.

When Li Junsu opened his eyes, he saw a simple little village with the words "Baiyun Village" written on it.

As night falls, the dim lights and cooking smoke create a warm and tranquil atmosphere in the small village.

"You're back?" the old man sitting at the door asked with a smile.

"I'm leaving." Li Junsu looked at the kind-faced old man, then at Ji Yun, and waved his hand.

So this kid lives in the mountains, no wonder Zhao An couldn't find him.

"Young man, why don't you stay for dinner?" the old man called out to Li Junsu.

"No need, it's nothing," Li Junsu said.

"Let's have a meal together. Thank you for your help these past few days," Yun Wuji said sincerely.

"Alright." Seeing how persistent the two were, Li Junsu agreed.

Then, Li Junsu followed Yun Wuji into the village.

"Young man, tell me... is the purpose of life to be carefree... or to fulfill responsibilities?" the old man suddenly asked with some emotion.

“Childhood is carefree, but responsibility will make a child grow up.” Li Junsu paused for a moment before speaking slowly.

"That's true," the old man said with a smile.

Yun Wuyou, the sixteenth generation leader of the Supreme Sect.

"If cultivators don't seek freedom, why?" Yun Wuyou, who had just joined the Supreme Sect, asked in confusion.

"Let them take a look at this carefree life for me." Many years later, Yun Wuyou simply sat in front of the Taishang Sect's mountain gate, looking into the distance, and said with a smile.

This was Yun Wuji's idea: to have a predestined encounter with immortals.

The entire Baiyun Village was nothing but a fleeting dream.

By the way... let him hear Li Junsu's thoughts.

"Where do you live?" Li Junsu asked, looking at the figure in front of him.

He felt that Yun Wuji seemed to have become much more lively.

“There.” Yun Wuji pointed to a simple wooden house on the side, then stepped forward.

Li Junsu followed, and the two soon arrived in front of the wooden house.

"The conditions are good," Li Junsu said, looking at the wooden fence in front of him.

"Um..."

"Xiaoyun is back?"

Just as Yun Wuji responded, a kind voice rang out.

.......

"Oh, thank you so much." The village chief warmly shook Li Junsu's hand and expressed his gratitude.

"It was nothing," Li Junsu replied somewhat helplessly.

But the village chief insisted on thanking Li Junsu, and then led Li Junsu to the center of the village.

It seemed like today was some kind of festival, as everyone was sitting around the bonfire.

Li Junsu also looked at the magnificent buildings behind him with some surprise.

"Today is an auspicious day to pray for blessings from heaven," the village chief explained with a smile, looking at the somewhat curious Li Junsu.

"May God grant us a prosperous next year." The village chief pulled Li Junsu to sit down, and in front of them was a large pot of sumptuous dishes.

"It's just right, come on, let's eat together." The village chief said, serving dishes to Yun Wuji and Li Junsu.