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For the next three days, Hong Ling stayed at Jixia Academy's Martial Scripture Tower and read some of the golden books and jade books that he inherited from the ancient times. As for the cultivation techniques and secret manuals, Hong Ling did not really care. After he obtained the Jiuzhuan Profound Technique, he did not really take the other techniques very seriously. As for martial skills, for someone like him who had a Yanhuang Mirror, they were already of little use. Even though it was a so called Celestial Rank martial skill, in his hands, it no longer felt too mysterious. Any martial cultivator, once they broke through the barrier of Heaven's Mandate, would no longer feel the importance of martial skills created by their predecessors.

For an entire three days, Hong Ling used his powerful consciousness to finally read all of the ancient books that were opened to the outside world in the Martial Scripture Tower. As for the books that required special permission to view, although they held a certain amount of attraction to him, they did not cause him to feel regret over not being able to see them.

"Phew, I wonder if His Majesty's decree will be issued today. If that's the case, I should head back earlier!" Hong Ling smiled slightly, "I wonder, when the son of the champion, Hong Qing, reappears in Tianqi City, what would the various major powers think of it?"

He walked out of the Martial Arts Pavilion, looked at Lian Chengyu and Zhihuo who were waiting outside and smiled slightly. After these few days of rest, Lian Chengyu's entire body was fully recovered, and his own strength had already reached the late stage of Qi Refinement into Spirit. Just like him, Zhihuo had also stepped into the late stage of Qi Refinement into Spirit, and when the two of them saw him coming out, they couldn't help but smile.

"Hong Ling, you're finally out. I heard that you have a mansion in your Tianqi City. Hurry, bring me and Zhihuo to take a look. Having been here for these few days, if it wasn't for the medicinal smell of the Heaven Medicine Pavilion, or this crappy Jixia Academy, I would probably suffocate to death! " Lian Chengyu said straightforwardly, and even Zhihuo's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"I got it, I got it. Big Brother Lian Cheng, don't be in such a hurry." Didn't Canfeng just drive the carriage over!? Hong Ling looked at the two of them with a slight headache. It seemed that the two of them were planning to stay in his residence for a long time.

When the three of them sat in the carriage and were about to rush back to the residence, Qingyao suddenly popped out from an unknown place. Without saying a word, he entered the carriage and sat down next to Hong Ling. Hong Ling didn't know why this fellow didn't return to her Changsheng Pavilion to continue being her alchemist, but looking at her, it seemed that she was in a good mood.

"Hey, Hong Ling, that old fogey Xiao Chuhe said, since you are my current boyfriend, then I can't live in the Longevity Pavilion or the academy anymore, I have to live in your home! I wonder if you have any objections to Vice Palace Master Xiao's words? " Qingyao smiled, and nodded to Lian Chengyu and Zhihuo who were by his side.

"Do I have any objections?" Hong Ling said faintly with a bitter face.

"Hehe, that's good. "Don't worry, I won't stay here for nothing. If you want to refine any pills, just tell me. I'll refine them for you as soon as I successfully forge the Hollow Dan Ascension Pill!" Qingyao laughed, his eyes full of heroism.

"You still haven't refined a Void Advancement Pill?" Hong Ling was a little stunned, "Don't we already have the Purple Copper Cauldron? How can we not refine it?"

"Alchemy isn't that simple!" Qingyao sighed, "The Void Initiation Pill is an Earth Ranked Spirit Pill, to refine it, is extremely difficult!"

It was a rare morning. After Hong Ling left the Martial Arts Hall, he only wanted to hurry home and eat breakfast to have a good rest. As for Qing Liu and the others, it was not difficult for them to check into the mansion. The mansion that Crippled Feng bought was huge enough that even if there were a few hundred people, it would be fine. However, the thought of Su Yu and Qing Liu making a ruckus would make Hong Ling's head hurt. "Three women playing together, with the addition of Weaving Fire, I'm afraid the fighting will be fierce.

As the carriage reached the door, a loud noise was heard. Hong Ling frowned, he vaguely felt that something bad was happening. Everyone alighted from the carriage and was dragged to a stop by a servant. They then looked at the group of people gathered at the entrance.

"Hmm? Why is it him! " Hong Ling looked at the middle-aged man who was currently leading them. It was none other than Fang He, who he had met before in the Longevity Pavilion. At this time, Fang He was dressed in a dark red alchemist robe, and beside him were a few other men who were similarly dark red robed. They were blocking the entrance, arguing with Su Yu and his son. Hong Ling frowned. This Fang He actually dared to bring people here to cause trouble.

"Everyone, masters, look. It is the owner of this mansion. A little brat who doesn't know his place, was acting so wildly in my Longevity Pavilion a few days ago. The old man just stared at him and said a few words, but he actually dared to spout such arrogant words, saying that the alchemists here are just a bunch of lowly alchemists, and even threw me and my followers out of the Longevity Pavilion onto the streets. Everyone, if we allow this person to be so arrogant, I'm afraid that we will no longer have the face to meet people from now on! " Fang He had a heartbroken expression, and his eyes were filled with pity.

Hong Ling and the rest saw that he was engrossed, and could not help but snicker. This Fang He really didn't know his place. He actually dared to come knocking on the door. He really was bold.

"Isn't this Mr. Fang He?" Hong Ling faintly smiled, and took the lead to walk over with Canfeng, laughing heartily: "What, does Mr Fang He want to play Pile of Arhat again? "Today, you have specially come to find me so that I can help you?"

He spoke very earnestly, not showing the slightest trace of politeness. The moment Fang He saw that he still had Canfeng, his originally arrogant expression immediately changed. Especially when Canfeng, who was standing next to Hong Ling, clenched his fist and issued "ka ka ka" sounds of bone cracking, Fang He somewhat fearfully shrank back.

"It's him. It's him. That brat who has no respect for us alchemists, it's him who insulted us!" Fang He pointed at Hong Ling with a shaky finger as he shrank into the crowd and roared.

However, just as Fang He's hand pointed towards Hong Ling, Canfeng's figure flashed and he was already beside that hand. His hand shot out like lightning and grabbed Fang He's wrist, twisting it slightly. Crack. The sound of bones breaking resounded as Fang He let out a blood-curdling screech, his face filled with disbelief as he stared at the arm that Canfeng had twisted around to break. His eyes were filled with terror.

"You, you dared to break my hand!" Fang He screamed hysterically. He was just an ordinary cultivator who had cultivated in the Spirit Realm or Void, and because he was an alchemist, his strength was probably worse than Hong Ling's, who was at the great circle of Qi Refinement into Spirit. In front of a cultivator like Canfeng who cultivated with the Void, he simply did not have any power to resist.

"Hmph, to dare to be disrespectful to the young master, this is the punishment!" Canfeng's gaze turned cold, a overflowing killing intent leaked out of his body, "If you don't believe me, you can stretch out one more dog paw, this time it won't be as simple as breaking it!"

"How dare you, evil servant! How dare you harm Grandmaster Fang He!" An alchemist shouted to Canfeng coldly, only to see Canfeng turning around lightly, with a puzzled look on his face: "Are you talking to me?"

"That's right, I'm an Earth tier alchemist. Don't tell me that I can't teach you, an evil slave, a lesson!" The Pharmacist's face was filled with pride as she spoke.

Chi, a shadow flashed. The alchemist held onto his throat and stared at Canfeng in disbelief. He stared deadly at the black dagger in Canfeng's hand, his eyes filled with shock. Suddenly, a surge of scarlet blood gushed out from between his fingers. The Pharmacist's body swayed before she slowly collapsed to the ground.

Canfeng shook the dagger in his hand and threw a stream of blood on Fang He's face. Slap! Fang He's hands trembled as he touched the blood on his face. Suddenly, he cried out miserably.

"You actually killed him, you actually dared to kill him, he is an Earth Stage alchemist grandmaster!" His tone was trembling uncontrollably, but Canfeng merely stood there, smiling at the crowd of alchemists.

"He's only an Earth Stage alchemist, so I might as well kill him. Would he still be able to live to seek my revenge?" Canfeng kept his dagger, looked around at all the alchemists and said: "I wonder which master you are, and you still want to teach me, the Evil Slave a lesson? I am all ears! "

Deathly silence filled the entire street. No one dared to say another word. This black-clothed middle-aged man, with his cold and domineering methods, directly took the life of an Earth Rank alchemist, and no one dared make a sound. Even the crowd that had gathered to watch the show could only swallow their saliva with great difficulty. They chose to remain silent, not daring to take a deep breath.

Canfeng slowly walked back to Hong Ling's side, he lowered his head slightly, and respectfully said: "Young Noble, the problem has been resolved, do you want to treat everyone inside?!"

Hong Ling nodded and looked towards Fang He's group, his eyes filled with happiness. "Master Fang He, since we're already at the entrance, why don't we go sit in the mansion and drink some tea?"

Fang He and the others were startled. Just as Hong Ling was about to bring everyone into the residence, a commotion suddenly occurred in the street in front of them. A group of people were rushing over.

"This is the messenger who delivered the decree!" Hong Ling's eyes became serious and he threw out a ball of fire, burning the dead alchemist's body. He straightened his clothes and stood on the spot as he watched the line of attendants slowly approach the door.

"The Human Emperor's decree has arrived. Cultivator Hong Ling, quickly come and receive it!" Without the slightest intention to procrastinate, the carriage for the messenger stopped in front of Hong Ling's residence and sang out loud.

As expected, a middle-aged official with a goatee walked down from the carriage. He held the Human Emperor's bright yellow decree in both hands with a solemn expression.

"This humble one is Hong Ling, I accept the Human Emperor's decree!" Hong Ling quickly kneeled on the ground, and even the people around him kneeled as well.

"Under the will of the heavens, on the Human Emperor's edict, there is today a cultivator called Hong Ling. After verification by us, he is the direct descendant of our Ninth Brother, the Marquis of the Great Chu. Now that Hong Ling had returned to the capital, he was bestowed the status of a crown prince, with the title of being unparalleled. Using Hong Ling's current residence as the base, the Chu Clan expanded the residence of the crown prince. On the day of summoning the decree, the orders would be executed without delay. My son, Hong Ling, has been left behind by the people all these years and has gone through countless hardships. My heart cannot bear it, so we have been bestowed with a golden medal in protection, in protection of the imperial family, as well as a million gold coins. The maids and servants are each given a hundred horses, the names are ten horses, and the carts are all five. This is it! "

"This subject, Hong Ling, accepts the decree and thanks Human Emperor for his grace!"