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nGreat Xia, the capital.

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nTaoist master Xuan Yang stopped at the north gate. He looked at the tall city in front of him and sighed.”I’m finally back.”

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nThey entered the city.

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nHe went straight to the divine sword guards and handed in the mission of exterminating the Supreme pure Palace.

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nHe would receive a generous reward.

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nShen Yiming and Xiao Zhou, who had received the news, had been waiting for a long time.

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nThe three of them entered the room.

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nXiao Zhou poured Three Cups of Tea from the teapot and sighed.”Brother Xiao, if you don’t come back soon, the snow ginseng tea will be gone.”

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nHe looked at Daoist priest Xuan Yang.

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n“Why are you alone? Where’s brother Xiao?”

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n“After dealing with the Shangqing Palace, we cleaned up the vermin in the government. Just as we were about to return, he suddenly had an urgent matter and told me to come back first. Then he left.” Daoist priest Xuan Yang said.

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n“Other than the Shangqing Palace’s matter, what else can brother Xiao have to do?” Little Zhou scratched his head in confusion.

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nHis face was filled with confusion.

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nOnly then did he notice the change in Taoist priest Xuan Yang. He was wearing a hat, but his hair was gone.

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n“Where’s your hair?” he asked curiously.

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nWhile they were talking.

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nHe quickly removed his hat, revealing a bald head.

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n“Eh! Daoist priest, have you become a monk?”

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n“Why didn’t your father break your legs?” Taoist master Xuan Yang glared at him in dissatisfaction.

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nHe might as well not have the hat.

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nJust like that, so be it! Anyway, he couldn’t hide it anymore.

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n“It happened so suddenly. When I arrived at Dongting Lake, brother Xiao was not there yet. Just in case, I was afraid of being discovered by the people of the Supreme pure Palace, so I had to shave my hair.” Daoist priest Xuan Yang explained.

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n“Brother Xiao? Why are you calling him brother Xiao now?” Little Zhou was speechless.

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nBang! Bang!

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nTaoist master Xuan Yang knocked him on the head with his hand.”You talk too much.”

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nShen Yiming’s expression was serious as he revealed his speculations,”the Empress went missing in Feng province. Great-grandfather Gu has already sent people to investigate. Do you think Xiao ran has gone to investigate the Empress’s matter?”

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n“I don’t think so.” Taoist master Xuan Yang shook his head.

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n“When we were together, he didn’t say anything about investigating the Empress. Furthermore, what does the Empress’s disappearance have to do with us? The Imperial court has so many capable people and so many important figures. Why would we have to worry about them?”

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n“I also think so.” Shen Yiming nodded.

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n“From what we’ve gathered, everyone from the ten thousand flower secret realm, including Xiao Yi, is either dead or missing. We haven’t found any clues yet.”

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nTaoist master Xuan Yang pondered for a moment, then stretched out his finger and pointed upwards.

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n“I’m afraid this matter is related to them. ”

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n“Be careful with your words.” Shen Yiming reminded.

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nHe smiled.

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n“Shangqing Palace has been passed down for so many years. I’m sure it must have accumulated a lot of treasures and silver. The harvest must be good, right?”

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nTaoist master Xuan Yang smiled bitterly! The more you mention it, the more this poor Daoist feels upset. ”

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nXiao Zhou interrupted,”isn’t that the case?”

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n“The harvest is indeed very rich, but most of it is with brother Xiao, and I only got a little.”

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nSeeing that he was staring at her with ill intentions, she laughed bitterly.

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n“This poor Daoist from the drunken immortal court is treating, play as much as you want.”

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nUpon hearing this.

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nXiao Zhou’s expression turned bitter.”Can you not mention this anymore?”

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nTaoist master Xuan Yang was curious.”Aren’t you on good terms with sister Yan?”

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n“Haha …” Shen Yiming couldn’t hold it in any longer and laughed out loud.

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n“When he went to the drunken immortal court with me for a drink some time ago, he sprained his back. Sister Yan made him chicken soup for seven days straight and even sent it to the divine sword guards. This matter has become a joke among the divine sword guards.”

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n“Lord of the immeasurable, almsgiver Zhou is indeed different from the rest.” Daoist priest Xuan Yang said in a serious tone.

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nAfter the joke.

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nShen Yiming said seriously,”go to Inferno hell now. The eldest Princess is looking for you.”

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n“Looking for this poor priest?” Daoist priest Xuan Yang was puzzled.

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n“Yes.” Shen Yiming nodded.

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n“They’re probably asking about Xiao ran. We don’t know the details, but you’ll know when you get there.”

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n“Alright! I’ll go there now, and when I come back, I’ll go to the drunken immortal court for a drink. ” Taoist master Xuan Yang nodded.

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nHe left the divine sword guards and walked towards the Imperial prison.

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nAt this point.

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nZhang Yu quickly came up to him.”Taoist priest, when did you come back?”

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n“I just came back.”

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n“Where’s brother Xiao?”

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n“He still has things to do, so he hasn’t returned yet. But I think he’ll be back soon.” Daoist priest Xuan Yang said.

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nHe glanced at the Imperial items on the table. There were White Lotus cakes, snow ginseng tea, elemental spirit wine, and so on.

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n“Did the palace send people to deliver things again?”

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n“Yes.” Zhang Yu responded.

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n“I was just about to send these things to His Highness when you came.”

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n“This poor Daoist will go!” Daoist priest Xuan Yang said.

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nCarrying these things, he walked towards Inferno hell.

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nIn purgatory.

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nHe stopped at the first cell.

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nThe eldest Princess was practicing her writing when she heard his footsteps. She looked up at his tensed heart and seemed to relax.

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nSince Daoist priest Xuan Yang had returned safely, Xiao ran must be fine as well.

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nTaoist master Xuan Yang opened the cell door and entered.

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nHe placed the items on the table and bowed respectfully.”Greetings, Your Highness!”

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n“Sit.” The eldest Princess put down her pen and pointed to the chair opposite her.

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nDaoist priest Xuan Yang sat on a chair and watched the eldest Princess finish her last piece of calligraphy. He looked at the piece of paper and nodded in satisfaction, then placed it aside.

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nThere was a thick pile of nearly a hundred pieces.

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n“Your Highness, what are you doing?” Daoist priest Xuan Yang was puzzled.

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n“I was bored, so I wrote for fun.” The eldest Princess smiled.

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