Miss Feng Wu, the female alchemy goddess, is busy refining alchemy

There must be some reason for the sudden change in the gatekeeper's attitude, so she had to go into the city to take a look today.

"I was able to enter even without the token. Why don't you make an exception this time? I have come here more than once."

"Please forgive me, Fairy. This is a rule in the city that cannot be violated."

The guard was already secretly excited in his heart. This woman finally let him go. Unfortunately, his wish was futile.

Qu Jiaoqin frowned slightly when she heard Cheng Gui suddenly remembered something and said with a smile:

"Speaking of city rules, I remember there is one that states that cultivators above the level of elders from first-class sects can enter the city in the name of visiting, right?"

The captain froze when he heard this, "How could I have forgotten this?"

The guard looked at them awkwardly and could only nod his head. Did this woman not understand what he meant or was she pretending? He could only think of another way.

He let him go reluctantly and prayed silently for himself, hoping that his superior would give him a lighter punishment for his poor performance.

The team continued to move forward and soon reached Feng Yunzhao. The people in front took out their pass tokens and entered the city, but it was her first time and she didn't have a token.

The guard urged impatiently:

"Hurry up, do you have a pass token? If not, get out of the way."

Just as Feng Yunzhao was about to take out the Wushuang Pavilion token that Long Xingran had given him, the team leader came over.

"what happened?"

"Captain, she doesn't have a token." The guard replied quickly.

"Then why bother talking to her? Just tell her to get out of the way." He then glanced at her and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, I have this token and I wonder if it will work." He handed the token in his hand to them.

The guard didn't recognize the token of Wushuang Pavilion but he recognized the three words "Wushuang Pavilion" and called for help from the captain.

The man turned around and took the token from Feng Yunzhao's hand and looked at it in surprise.

"Is this the supreme order of Wushuang Pavilion?"

The team leader had once been fortunate enough to have seen the general, but he never expected that such a precious token would be in the hands of this woman.

He carefully observed the woman in front of him. She was wearing a green dress and a veil of the same color. Most women walking on the street dressed like this and there was nothing special about her.

Suspicious in his heart, he was about to order his men to let him go.

"The token in this girl's hand is real. Let her go."

Just as Feng Yunzhao reached out to take the token, he saw the ring on the woman's hand. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he suddenly grabbed her hand as if to confirm.

Feng Yunzhao was grabbed by the wrist and she wanted to defend herself reflexively, but it was only a matter of a second. The captain suddenly let go and said to her respectfully:

"This is your first time in Soul Dragon City, young lady. I'll take you in and show you the way. Where are you going?"

There was a smile on her face and a gentle tone. The guards next to her were stunned to see the captain like this. This was too flattering. Who was this woman that the captain treated her like this?

They all looked at the two curiously, and he scolded them:

"What are you looking at? Go stand guard."

After saying this, his tone was gentle again. The people around him looked at the woman beside him curiously at how quickly his expression changed.

Feng Yunzhao didn't want to stand here and be watched like an animal, so he hurried into the city.

The captain's heart trembled with excitement when he thought of the ring he had just seen. That was a purple gold ring that only the palace master would wear, so this person should be the mistress.

Looking at the person following behind him, Feng Yunzhao said:

"How do I get to the sect gate from here? Just tell me the way and don't follow me."

"Yes, here is the route map, keep it." He took out a piece of parchment and handed it to the woman.

Feng Yunzhao took the route map and turned away, leaving the team leader standing there staring at her back in a daze. Suddenly, he patted his forehead.

"Oh, we must notify the general as soon as possible." He turned and went to the general's mansion.

Feng Yunzhao was walking on the street at this moment. He was surprised to see that there were no bustling crowds of people in the shops on both sides. Where did all the people who had entered here before go?

She walked into a shop nearby and saw the waiter waving a rag to drive away mosquitoes out of boredom. When he saw her come in, he stood up excitedly to greet her.

"What do you want to eat, young lady? Would you like to try our signature dish? The ingredients we use here are all the best spirit beast meat."

"Then let's try some of their signature dishes." He said as he sat down.

"Why is the inner city so lonely? Where have all the people gone?"

The waiter replied as he served her tea:

"Girl, this is your first time here. Today they are all going to the Shangqing Palace of the Soul Luo Palace to watch the sect competition."

"What's so interesting about the disciples' competition? Isn't it a very common thing?"

"Miss, you don't know that ever since the incident with the demon clan broke out, Soul Luo Palace has organized a contest for its disciples every year. The top five disciples have the opportunity to participate in a special trial within the sect. It is a rare opportunity. It is said that every disciple who participates will return with a much stronger strength."

Feng Yunzhao wondered if Yunfei was participating in a special trial?

"The disciples who come back will be the backbone of the Soul Luo Palace in the future. Many people who live here have relatives in the sect, and some even come here specifically to watch the game."

Feng Yunzhao had no interest in this kind of competition and asked casually:

"So is there any new news in the city recently?" As he spoke, he took out a handful of spirit stones and threw them on the table.

The waiter's eyes lit up. He guessed that this young lady from some unknown sect must be here for the palace master.

"There is a lot of news recently, but I still want to remind you, young lady, that no one in this city dares to talk about the Palace Master. Keep your mouth shut."

When he spoke, he looked around and spoke in a very low voice, with an expression that said, "I understand what you mean."

"I heard that the Palace Master has returned and brought back a man, who is said to be the younger brother of the future mistress."

Feng Yunzhao spat out a mouthful of water and coughed a few times from a distance. A row of black lines crossed her forehead. After all this time, the rumor that Fei Feiyu was spread was hers? It was really unfair.

When did she become the future mistress? Wait... maybe she misunderstood. She didn't see who the man was. It shouldn't be Yun Fei.

"Young lady, you don't know how many women cried when the news was secretly spread. They were waiting to see who the woman was with resentment. Even Fairy Liuyun came to find out if the news was true."

Seeing how convincing the waiter's story was, Feng Yunzhao thought it was quite interesting, just like listening to a storyteller.

The waiter saw that she didn't show much emotion and frowned slightly. Did she want to hear other news? Was she dissatisfied?

He asked carefully:

"What else do you want to know, young lady?"