Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Facing the question from the old Buddhist monk, the high-crowned old Taoist from the Dao Sect let out a long sigh and said, "I don’t know, and to my shame, up until now, I am still ignorant as to who exactly is responsible."

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The old monk was shocked and said, "Even you don’t know? According to our agreement, haven’t you already dispatched an avatar to guard the gateway? How could you not know who the intruder is."

The high-crowned old Taoist smiled ruefully, "It was all because of that old scoundrel Zhuge Wuming. Although I had an avatar in place guarding there, the other party’s real body arrived, directly using the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron to trap my avatar and even severed the connection with my true self.

Therefore, I received no feedback from my avatar and naturally did not know who the intruder was."

With that, the two fell silent. Speaking of these two, they almost represented the peak combat power of the Nine Great Sects. For this grand scheme that the Nine Great Sects had plotted, the supreme elders from all the sects had nearly all been mobilized.

Yet, in the end, all came to naught. They had calculated everything, thinking there was no oversight, but fate had other plans, proving that man’s calculations are inferior to heaven’s!

"Let it be, let it be. Perhaps this is the will of the heavens. The Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts are ultimately unable to escape the will of the heavens. They say that every three thousand years there is a cycle of reincarnation, but even after three thousand years, we still cannot escape destiny!"

After the old Buddhist monk had spoken, he stepped forward, and in the next moment, his figure had reached the sky’s horizon at the west end. Another second later, he had completely vanished at the edge of the sky.

Similarly, the high-crowned old Taoist from the Dao Sect also let out a quiet sigh before disappearing into thin air.

Meanwhile, in the Valley of the Medicine God, nearly all pharmacists above the sixth level were busily coming and going. In fact, for the past several days, the entire valley had been in an unprecedented state of busyness, including Master Yu Xianhe of the Medicine God Valley.

However, despite their round-the-clock busy research, they had still achieved nothing up to this point. The ghost qi was truly beyond reason, even beyond the boundaries of this world, leaving them completely at a loss.

"Master of the Valley, we have researched tirelessly for so many days, and we have truly done our utmost. Yet, we still haven’t made any substantial progress.

At best, we are only able to slow down the spread of the ghost qi in the bodies of those poisoned," lamented a seventh level pharmacist, his eyes red with exhaustion from not resting for three days and nights straight, his spirit nearly at its limit.

Master Yu Xianhe shook his head with a sigh, but almost instantly recovered his fighting spirit, word by word he said, "As pharmacists, it is our duty to hang the pot to help the world and to save the dying and heal the wounded, especially at a critical moment like this. We should not easily give up. Continue your research.

Even if we cannot find the antidote, being able to slow the spread is already very good."

Although the many pharmacists felt helpless upon hearing this, they did not complain any further and kept working diligently.

It was at this moment that a deep and ancient voice suddenly rang out above the Valley of the Medicine God, "The benevolent heart of the Medicine God Valley’s healers is truly admirable!"

"Who has come to my Valley of the Medicine God, why not reveal yourself!" The Martial King guards of the Medicine God Valley immediately shouted out in response.

Even though these guards were at the Martial King level, they still could not detect the speaker’s location. Not to mention the Martial Kings, even ordinary Divine Path Realm practitioners, let alone those below Divine Communication Realm, would not be able to respond in time.

The entire Valley of the Medicine God immediately became tense, and it was undoubtedly clear to everyone that since even Divine Path Realm powerhouses couldn’t sense the specific whereabouts of the visitor, the newcomer must be extraordinary, at least a top-level Divine Ability Realm powerhouse.

A top-level Divine Ability Realm powerhouse, not to mention the Utility Pavilion, even looking across the entire Ancient Martial World, there were not many who could achieve such a cultivation realm.

Master Yu Xianhe’s expression turned grave as he said aloud, "May I ask which esteemed figure has graced my Medicine God Valley?"

As soon as his words fell, a Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron suddenly appeared inside the small pavilion where Yu Xianhe was.

It was as if the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron had materialized out of thin air. It was only after it completely appeared and settled on the floor that Yu Xianhe finally reacted. Yet even then, he still could not detect any aura from the other party.

However, Yu Xianhe’s tense nerves suddenly relaxed because he recognized this Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron and naturally knew who its master was.

"So, it is Senior Zhuge, one of the two supreme elders of the Utility Pavilion who has arrived. May I know, Senior..."

But before Yu Xianhe could finish speaking, the small pavilion suddenly lit up with twinkling lights as if it was sealed off. The twinkling lights formed a barrier, isolating the pavilion from the outside.

Yu Xianhe immediately realized something and promptly closed his mouth, not saying another word.

"Inside the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron is a person who, to put it simply, is an old friend of yours. His identity is quite special, especially sensitive at the moment, so it’s better for fewer people to know about him," said Zhuge Wuming once more, but his person still had no intention of appearing.

As long as he didn’t want to appear, the whole Human Medicine Divine Valley naturally wouldn’t be able to detect his true location.

"My old friend? Then why is he inside Senior’s Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron?" Yu Xianhe felt puzzled.

Of course, he had no doubts about Senior Zhuge. He had naturally heard of the senior’s deeds before. He reminisced about last century’s upheaval in Xuanyuan Nation when foreign enemies invaded, and the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts chose to close their gates to preserve power, disregarding the safety of the world.

As the Xuanyuan Nation was on the verge of destruction, it was Senior Zhuge and another, Senior Tang Bai, who stepped forward. In the end, they turned the tide and rescued the nation from fire and water.

These two even faced immense pressure from the Nine Great Sects to establish what is now the Utility Pavilion. Yu Xianhe has a profound respect for these two elders of the Utility Pavilion from the bottom of his heart.

"He has been seriously injured and has been unconscious until now. I have only one request, no matter what method you use, you must save him!"

After Zhuge Wuming finished speaking, suddenly a silhouette flew out from the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron and then lightly landed on the bed in the attic.

Yu Xianhe caught a clear glimpse of the person on the bed, his face suddenly altered with shock, and he exclaimed, "Ye Feng, how could it be him? How could he have sustained such severe injuries?"

Zhuge Wuming said, "He is a paragon of chivalry; the greatest among heroes serve their country and its people. He truly deserves to be called a great hero. I have only one request, no matter what, you must save him!"

Yu Xianhe, having held the title as Master of the Medicine God Valley for more than thirty years, was naturally no fool. Piecing together the news that had just come from the Central Region, he instantly understood it all.

"So it was him who cut off the source of the Ghost Qi, it was he who saved thousands of people in Xuanyuan Nation!" @@novelbin@@

Speaking to this point, Yu Xianhe immediately bowed respectfully and promised, "Senior Zhuge, rest assured. Not to mention that Ye Feng is a close and dear friend of mine, even if he were a stranger, in respect of his rescue of thousands of common people, I, Yu Xianhe, would lay down my old life if need be to save him!"

After finishing his declaration, Yu Xianhe noticed that the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron had already disappeared, and the barrier of light points around it had also dissolved.

Yu Xianhe was clear in his heart, since Senior Zhuge didn’t wish to reveal himself and had secretly brought Ye Feng here, he naturally did not want more people to know, so Yu Xianhe also couldn’t make a big fuss.

He pondered briefly, then turned and walked towards the inside of the study. He tapped a inconspicuous compartment on the bookshelf, which immediately rotated to reveal a secret passage.

Yu Xianhe waved his Great Hand, leading Ye Feng into this secret passage, followed by the bookshelf slowly closing up.

Meanwhile, in the Central Region, with the severing of the Ghost Qi, the representatives of the Nine Great Sects retreated like deflated balloons, withdrawing to their own mountains within half an hour.

The masters from the Utility Pavilion and the General’s Mansion, after a brief search and finding no anomalies in the Central Region, also took their special aircraft back to the imperial capital.

"Where is Ye Feng? Why is there still no sign of him until now?" Grand Sect Leader Zhao Gongming suddenly asked.

On this special aircraft, seated were several Guardian Sect Leaders of the Utility Pavilion as well as the Nation Guard Great General Duantian from the General’s Mansion.

No one could provide an answer, and as Wen Yuan saw this and was about to respond, he hadn’t even had the chance to speak when a harsh and piercing rebuke suddenly rang out.

"Hmph, that youngster Ye Feng, as the Northern Border King, although the Central Region is not his domain, as one of the Four Realm kings, he should have stepped forward in times of national crisis, shouldn’t he? But he lay low from beginning to end, not showing his face!"

The speaker wore a grey robe, with two grey eyebrows hanging nearly down to the corners of his eyes, appearing to be over sixty years old. The high cheekbones gave off an impression of being sharp and harsh.

This man, named Mo Daoxing, was the Seventh Sect Leader, ranked seventh within the Utility Pavilion. His disciple, Loo Xia, had previously had a conflict with Ye Feng, hence his anger and dissatisfaction were hardly surprising now when mentioning Ye Feng.

Equally cold, Ninth Sect Leader Qiu Kuzhen added, "Just now, while battling high-ranking members from the Nine Great Sects, this Northern Border King Ye Feng kept talking about serving the country and its people to the point of exhaustion and even death, but when push came to shove, he became a turtle hiding its head. Indeed, a disappointment to us all!"

The other Sect Leaders present did not comment, including Second Sect Leader Shi Yehong, who was closest to Ye Feng and had no intention of speaking.

Mo Daoxing suddenly turned to look at the Great General Duantian, and coldly said, "Brother Duantian, I heard that Ye Feng, that Northern Border King, made some presumptuous remarks, saying if the Nation Guard ever faltered, he would take its place. Is there such a matter?"

The Nation Guard Great General Duantian, who had been pretending to nap with his eyes closed, now found he could no longer feign deafness, as the matter had implicated him personally.

Clearing his throat, Duantian chuckled and said, "If one day in our nation there is someone more capable and virtuous than me, I would willingly relinquish my position as Great General."

One must say, the Nation Guard Great General’s response was impeccably crafted. Although he didn’t specifically mention Ye Feng, he still managed to include him.

However, Qiu Kuzhen snorted coldly in response, "Nation Guard Great General’s magnanimity and prioritizing of state affairs are truly admirable. However, at the critical moment, Ye Feng retreated and didn’t exert himself. His behavior, in comparison to the Nation Guard Great General, is far too lacking.

If it weren’t for Ning Wuya passing the Northern King title to him, this Ye Feng would never have been qualified to sit on the throne!"

Sitting at the end, Wen Yuan could no longer contain himself upon hearing this. But just as he was about to speak, he was halted by a look from his master, Grand Sect Leader Zhao Gongming, and reluctantly swallowed back his words.