Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 192 - 21: Hidden Soul_3

Chapter 192: Chapter 21: Hidden Soul_3

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In short, leaving the Tianmen Cult is not as easy as it seems.

And his goal now is to verify these issues one by one and look for solutions.

Jinhe City.

If there was a spiritual lineage master looking from above Jinhe City, they could clearly see the spiritual energy surrounding Jinhe City was being intentionally guided and gathered towards the south and north of the city.

And in the northern part of the city, the concentration of spiritual energy is noticeably richer than in the south.

Here, a courtyard is situated.

The courtyard is winding and secluded, complete with artificially made mountains, ponds, pavilions towers, and terraces.

It appears extremely unassuming and reserved.

However, at this moment, the city lord of Jinhe City, a Stage IV Qi refining cultivator, is standing before a middle-aged scholar, his head lowered, sweating profusely.

“So… after the Ghost Market in Jinhe ended, Jianyi and the other four went missing, and yet, you couldn’t find any reason for Jianyi’s disappearance?”

The middle-aged man sits in a rattan chair, a hint of coldness showing on his simple and solemn face.

“Ah…yes, Master Lin, please give me a little more time, three days, no, just one day, I will surely gather everyone who participated in the Jinhe Ghost Market and question them…”

The city lord of Jinhe City hurriedly pleaded.

However, hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his head: “You really disappoint me.”

Instantly, the city lord’s face turned pale.

“Xi Meng.”

An old man who resembled a housekeeper walked out from the darkness, came to the middle-aged man’s side and respectfully said: “Sir, the person has been brought here.”

The middle-aged man gently tapped his finger on the rattan chair, not saying anything.

But the old housekeeper had already understood the unspoken meaning, waved at the figure behind him and soon, a burly cultivator walked in, bending his back.

Upon seeing the middle-aged man, he immediately bowed respectfully, “Junior Shi Liu, meeting Master Lin.”

The middle-aged man imperceptibly nodded: “Speak.”

“Yes.”

The sturdy cultivator quickly extended his hand, and a water mirror rose up.

Face after face appeared on the water mirror.

“Master Lin, these are the people who participated in the Ghost Market, apart from Brother Zhu, a total of seventeen.”

The middle-aged man said: “Lord Dai, you should recognize them!”

“Yes!”

Upon hearing this, the city lord of Jinhe was first taken aback, then quickly realized what was happening, rushed to Shi Liu’s side and began identifying the faces.

“This is Zhao Pingan from White Fish Town, he’s only Stage III Qi refining, it’s not likely him…”

“This is Wang Xiaoyu from Dawang Manor…”

“This is…”

Soon, the city lord of Jinhe city had singled out two faces.

“I have never seen these two before, I can’t confirm.”

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However, the steward Xi Meng suddenly pointed at one of the faces: “I know this person, he’s from Changshui City, has average strength, he shouldn’t have the ability.”

“So, it leaves only this one.”

Finally, the middle-aged man spoke, his gaze focused on the last face appearing on the water mirror.

If Wang Ba were there, he would be surprised to find his own face appeared.

At this very moment.

A voice suddenly came from far outside the city.

“LinXiwen, your disciple asked me to seek your help!”

The middle-aged scholar furrowed his brows, then looked towards the horizon to see a streak of light quickly approaching.

“Li Qu?”

However, what interested him was not the person, but the message the man conveyed.

“Li Qu, where did you see Jianyi?”

“I traveled a long way to deliver this message and you don’t even offer a cup of tea.”

A somewhat pudgy figure descended from the sky.

However, aware of the situation, he immediately said: “In the Linglong Ghost Market, there was an early-stage Foundation Establishment competitor following your disciple… Eh, this person, you already know?”

The somewhat pudgy old man pointed in surprise at Wang Ba’s face in the water mirror held by Shi Liu.

The scholar heard ‘Foundation Establishment competitor’, his eyes narrowed slightly:

“Just found out, but it’s not too late…”

However, after only a brief moment, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his expression!

JianyL.is dead!