Muchen cursed loudly, the other party's move was too cunning, and he suddenly became the target of public criticism.
Immediately, more than ten Concentrating Spirit Realm monks and hundreds of Foundation-Building monks in the city flew into the sky, staring at Muchen with eager eyes.
"What, you want to exchange my head for a bounty? Do you think the words of a Yin Ling Sect person can be trusted? What's more, I can kill his grandson and escape here from him, so I can still kill you."
Muchen showed no signs of weakness and was very tough. At times like this, he had to be tough even if he was not tough. Once he showed weakness, these guys would rush up to him without hesitation and tear him to pieces.
After hesitating for a long time, no one dared to take the lead.
"This is a conflict between you and that senior, don't get me involved!"
Someone in the crowd spoke up.
"That's right, we can't die with you."
"Get out of the city quickly, or we will take action."
Many people said this one after another.
"A bunch of things that are greedy for life and afraid of death."
Muchen frowned and said, "I will leave, but you don't follow me."
Before he finished speaking, Muchen flew into the city. Despite Muchen's warning, a group of monks still followed him from a distance.
"What should I do now?"
Muchen was very distressed and asked everyone in the Dragon Kingdom.
Now he really can't think of a way. Even if he hides in the city, the city defense formation will eventually be broken down. What's more, there are still a group of monks watching eagerly and not giving him time to wait until that time.
After a while, a think tank member said: "Muchen, after our discussion, you can listen to the optimal solution we got."
"That's okay, what a good plan!"
After listening to the think tank's story, Muchen immediately became hopeful and flew out of the city from the other side.
He was a little panicked before and didn't care where this place was. After the members of the think tank talked about it, he finally remembered that this was the city where the dark market was located. Not far outside the city was the largest dark market in the entire Fengyang Empire.
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As soon as he left the city, he went straight to the dark market.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the door of the dark market, the gatekeeper said nothing to let him in.
"I have a token, why aren't I allowed in?"
Muchen said that he wanted to force his way in.
"You are so brave. You dare to break into the dark market. Aren't you afraid that my master will destroy you?"
The two guards scolded.
"Afraid? What do I have to be afraid of? You guys are running this kind of sneaky business in my Tianlan Sect's territory, and now you want to kill the people of my Tianlan Sect? How brave!"
Muchen directly took out the Tianlan Sect's token, opened his mouth and cursed loudly.
"You can leave now, the dark market doesn't want to cause trouble."
A voice came from the dark market. It was not loud, but it floated into Muchen's ears clearly.
Without even thinking about it, the owner of this voice must be the golden elixir monk in the dark market!
Muchen said in a deep voice: "I have heard about your reputation for a long time, and now I finally have the honor to talk to you. If you really don't want to cause trouble, then please let me enter the dark market to avoid disaster for a while."
"You little brat, do you still want me to protect you and fight a monk of the same level for this?"
As soon as this voice came out, it brought a little anger.
"Although I don't know what magical powers you have, or what relationship you have with any of the elders of our Tianlan Sect, you are able to watch such a big dark market under the nose of our Tianlan Sect, but I think if you let me
What will the Lan Sect think when you know that your Excellency stood by and watched while the Yin Ling Sect massacred me, a disciple of the Tianlan Sect?"
Muchen said in a deep voice.
"Haha, you mean that the Tianlan Sect will take action against me because of you, a little monk in the Concentration Realm?"
The owner of that voice burst out laughing, as if Muchen's words were extremely funny.
"Ordinary people may not, but I think my master An Yunhe will, as well as my Sister Lu at Baicao Peak. Her direct disciple is my biological sister. These two will join forces, one is a mid-stage Golden Elixir and one is an extremely powerful person.
I am an early stage sword cultivator of the Golden Core who is good at killing. I wonder who you can stop?"
"Of course, you can stop doing this business and leave the Fengyang Empire. The world is so big and with your cultivation level, you can leave. But are you really willing to give up this lucrative income?"
As soon as Muchen came out of his mouth, there was a long list of well-reasoned analysis. These words really stunned the other party, and he was speechless for a long time.
"Boy, is An Yunhe really your master?"
At some point, a burly middle-aged man appeared beside Muchen.
"I've met senior."
Muchen hurriedly saluted, and while waving the Tianyu Sword, golden threads of sword energy flew out.
"Sword Qi Golden Thread?"
The middle-aged man was a little surprised, then nodded and said: "To achieve this in swordsmanship, you must have received guidance from an expert."
When Muchen heard this, he felt funny in his heart. He had indeed received guidance from an expert, but he was not an expert in this world.
"You said that Lu Huarong's little disciple is your biological sister. Is this true?"
The middle-aged man asked again.
"I will never deceive my seniors. In the future, seniors can ask Sister Lu, but I will never tell any lies."
Muchen said with a sincere face, these words were given by the members of the think tank after analysis, and they were the most likely words to ask the Jindan senior to help.
When things are urgent, Muchen doesn't care much.
Even if it was all fake, if he explained it to An Yunhe afterwards, the other party would probably not care that he borrowed his name.
As for Senior Aunt Lu, as long as she gives Ye Yu some warning, there won't be any problem.
Who doesn’t have a few relatives in this mortal world?
What's more, Ye Yu learned many things from Muchen's teachings, so it's really easy to provide evidence that the two have known each other for a long time.
As for the name issue, it's even simpler. A pseudonym can suffice.
He could be Ye Chen, Ye Yu or Mu Yu, it’s just a matter of small things.
"If I die, my master will definitely be furious. My poor sister will be in tears all day long. I think Master Lu is willing to take action. When the Yinling Sect monk kills everyone and walks away, the anger of the two seniors will spread.
On whose body?”
Muchen said meaningfully.
"Are you threatening me?"
The middle-aged man said with an indifferent expression.
"Don't dare!"
Muchen gritted his teeth and said: "Please treat me as a good friend by asking me to save my life. I think my master will not treat me badly in the future."
The seniors are doing business in Fengyang Empire, and the profits are huge. Many people must have been coveting it for a long time. With the help of my master, the business will definitely be more stable.
An equally small gift is given to the seniors."
"What?"
When the middle-aged man heard this, he asked casually, in his opinion, what good things could a mere monk in the Concentration Realm have? In comparison, he was more concerned about being able to establish a relationship with An Yunhe. This chapter has been completed!