Leaving Already?

"What demon or evil spirit dares to trespass upon this sacred Heavenly Inspection Department ground!"

The instant the majestic roar exploded, Chen Qing's spiritual senses were shredded by invisible sharp thorns!

Almost at the same moment...

"Boom!"

Seven figures clad in black armor shattered the void and arrived, bringing with them a gale that tore through the air. They descended instantly outside the grand gates of the Treasure Pavilion, their heavy footsteps causing the tower to tremble.

"Something's wrong! Why are the Sky Patrol Guards here?"

Immediately, the Sixth Prince's informants, who were on guard nearby, grew tense and uneasy, their gazes focusing on this sudden contingent of Sky Patrol Guards!

The Sky Patrol Guard commander at the forefront was tall and imposing, with a vertical pupil emblem engraved on the chest of his black armor!

Above his hand, his Fangtian Huaji was entwined with purple lightning, its tip pointing directly at the colossal bronze gate: "By order of the Commander of the Heavenly Inspection Department! Malevolent spirit energy has clashed with the Heavenly Mirror within the Treasure Pavilion. Open the treasury immediately, and the Sky Patrol Guards will enter to search!"

The sound wave, laced with heavenly might, pressed down like thunder. The two golden-armored guards turned deathly pale, their armor groaning as if unable to bear the immense pressure.

"This..." the guard on the left said, "Commander, this is His Highness the Sixth Prince..."

"Hmph?!" The Sky Patrol Guard commander let out a cold snort, slightly raising the halberd in his hand, "Those who dare to obstruct will be killed without mercy!"

The terrifying pressure, like a collapsing mountain, choked the words in the golden-armored guard's throat!

The guard on the right, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, gritted his teeth and roared, "Open the door! Open it quickly!"

The two men each took out a bronze token from their embrace, muttering incantations, and slammed them onto an indentation in the center of the door!

"Kacha-da-da..."

With the sound of heavy mechanisms turning, the colossal bronze gate slowly swung inward!

"They're coming!"

The moment the bronze gate opened a crack, a cold glint flashed in Chen Qing's eyes!

The Ninth-grade Green Lotus Platform, which had been accumulating power, instantly bloomed. Green light cascaded like a waterfall, enveloping his entire body. As the lotus petals swirled, the Supreme Harmony Qi within him poured out frantically, nearly emptying more than half of it in an instant!

And the moment the protective shield formed...

"Go!"

Chen Qing again pointed his fingers together, and thousands of drops of Drunken Immortal Brew from the Bronze Wine Goblet transformed into a torrential downpour, instantly filling the newly opened gateway!

"There really is a demon!" The Sky Patrol Guard commander's eyes widened in fury, the purple lightning on his Fangtian Huaji surging!

His reaction was swift. After all, he was here to apprehend a demon and was already prepared. The purple lightning transformed into a net of thunder, protecting his body! Another bolt of lightning shot out, heading straight for the building!

However, the rain of wine was pervasive and dissolved upon contact. Even when vaporized into wine fumes by the electric light, it still corrupted the mind!

An irresistible intoxication, originating from the depths of the soul, erupted violently, causing the commander's vision to instantly distort and spin!

"Plop! Plop!"

The two golden-armored guards were the first to be affected, beginning to gesticulate wildly at the empty air. The six elite black-armored guards stumbled backward, illusions multiplying before their eyes!

The Sky Patrol Guard commander, relying on his formidable cultivation and divine weapon, managed to hold on for half a breath. But his vision was already a bizarre spectacle, as if countless celestial maidens were dancing before him, heavenly music filling his ears, and the halberd in his hand growing heavier and heavier...

Just as his mind was about to completely succumb!

Crack!

The bolt of lightning that shot into the building dissipated before Chen Qing, but his gaze remained unchanged. He flicked his finger again!

A corrosive aura shot out, mixing with the pervasive Drunken Immortal Brew vapor. Like cold water thrown into boiling oil, it was instantly amplified by the violent intoxication and spread outwards!

"Hmph?!" The Sky Patrol Guard commander's last shred of clarity caught this aura!

"Old Daoist Yin Kui?!"

Instantly, he recalled the black-robed Daoist who had been brandishing the Sixth Prince's banner at Qingwu Courtyard, repeatedly obstructing the Sky Patrol Guards' investigation!

This bizarre technique must be the work of that scoundrel!

A monstrous rage mixed with intoxication caused him to let out a beast-like roar, "Demonic Daoist Yin Kui! I will kill you-- " Before he could finish, his tall body finally staggered and fell to the side.

"This person's cultivation is extremely high! He'll probably sober up soon. We only have one chance! Let's go!"

In a flash of light, green light tore through the air!

Chen Qing, shrouded in lotus shadows, shot out like an arrow from a bow, charging fiercely through the disheveled Sky Patrol Guards.

The gap in the door was only three feet wide, yet the green light had already traveled a hundred zhang!

On the brink of life and death!

At this moment, if anyone had made a move, he would surely die!

"Whoosh--"

A strong wind brushed against his face, and the cool night air of Jade Capital filled his lungs!

Chen Qing took a deep breath, showing no hesitation. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his right hand pressed down on the Bronze Wine Goblet!

"Swish--"

The wine liquid in the goblet surged out like living creatures, transforming into several crystalline water arrows that shot through the air!

The few spies of the Sixth Prince were still in shock from the incident at the Treasure Pavilion when they suddenly saw Chen Qing rush out. Just as they were about to react, the wine arrows arrived at their faces!

"Not good!"

The leader, a cultivator in grey and purple, had just conjured his protective spiritual light when the wine pierced through the barrier and directly into his nose and mouth. The two men's eyes instantly unfocused, a foolish look appearing on their faces as they bowed to the empty air, "Your Highness... your subordinate... hic!"

The others were even worse off. They collapsed the moment the wine touched them, their snores rumbling like thunder.

Chen Qing didn't even look at the result. The remaining Supreme Harmony Qi within him poured madly into his legs. Following the vague impressions of Yujing City's layout from his fragmented memories, he fled for his life!

He knew very well that although the wine in the wine vessel was potent, his cultivation was insufficient to unleash its full power. Whether it was the Sky Patrol Guard or the Sixth Prince's men, they would only need a moment to sober up!

The time left for him was measured in breaths!

Every breath was like running laps around the underworld!

"Stop him!"

From a distant eave, a dark figure shouted sternly.

Before the voice even fell, Chen Qing flicked his wrist, and a few drops of amber liquid from the wine vessel shot out, exploding into mist in mid-air.

The dark figure hurriedly held its breath and retreated, only to see Chen Qing's figure suddenly change direction!

"Chase!"

Three figures darted out from the shadows, but after only a hundred feet, they felt their legs go weak. Looking down, they saw that a faint aroma of wine had somehow seeped from the cracks between the bluestone slabs...

"Damn!"

"It's the wine mist!"

"We've been tricked!"

The three hurriedly circulated their energy to expel the poison. When they looked up again, the end of the long street was already empty.

Deep within the Treasure Pavilion, in the shadows.

Elder Jiang's hand, holding a teacup, froze in mid-air, the ripples in the clear tea undisturbed.

"He's gone just like that?"

He had personally watched the brat conjure lotus petals to protect himself, summon wine like rain, frame his enemies, and then escape in the ensuing chaos... This series of actions was fluid, ruthless, and decisive. How could he be a down-on-his-luck cultivator who had been trapped for days and had his Spiritual Bone dug out?

"Good kid!" The elder slowly put down his teacup, his eyes revealing undisguised astonishment and admiration. "Feint to the east, attack to the west, golden cicada shedding its shell, all done in one go! This courage, this quick wit... I've still underestimated you! If this were before the Immortal Dynasty, with just this mind, I would have considered taking you as a disciple!"

His gaze swept over the Sky Patrol Guards and Golden Armored Warriors lying about outside in a drunken stupor, and he sighed, "Every step this child took was on the line between life and death, yet he walked so smoothly. He's a talent! Those who help themselves, heaven helps them! Forget it, I also want to see what this variable in heaven and earth truly is, so I'll help you out a bit..."

The elder waved his horsetail whisk gently towards the main entrance of the Treasure Pavilion. An invisible, profoundly mysterious fluctuation quietly spread, instantly enveloping the entire Treasure Pavilion and the area in front of it.

Chen Qing's lingering aura in the air dissolved like snow. The divine senses probing from all directions were gently repelled before they could even touch the pavilion door.

Then, he reached out and grabbed.

Zzzt--

This area seemed to develop a double image. The past few days, including today, all images, sounds, and auras related to Chen Qing were stripped away, transforming into a painting that the elder held in his hand.

After this, his figure gradually faded.

"I'd like to see, where can a dragon forced into a desperate situation, after stirring up this stagnant water, swim to..."

Plop!

Outside the building, raindrops began to fall, gradually intensifying.