The Magician of Cultivation

Xueyan City Palace.

The bright moonlight penetrates the lush trees, casting colorful shadows on the steps outside the palace.

There were no candles in the palace.

In the moonlight, you can vaguely see an old man sitting cross-legged quietly.

The old man had pale hair, a white face and no beard.

He was wearing splendid clothes made of brocade silk, and a piece of warm jade emitting a bright white light hung on his white marble belt.

The footsteps approached quickly and suddenly stopped outside the hall.

Then a shrill voice came into the hall: "Nine Thousand Years Old, His Majesty has a decree."

The old man opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the hall was instantly as bright as day.

"Xuan!"

"The Imperial City encountered a 'beast tide' that occurs once every hundred years. His Majesty has ordered the Nine Thousand Years Old Man to go to the rescue."

"understood!"

The old man only replied with this sentence, and then there was no other sound.

Outside the hall, the figure stood for a while, then turned and left.

The old man in the hall disappeared at some point.

The Church of Light in Xueyan City.

Bishop Liu Qiming received the news almost as Sima He's request for help arrived at the Xueyan City Palace.

He sat alone in the empty chapel, with worry and compassion in his eyes.

Yoshihisa

Bishop Liu Qiming stood up and shouted coldly, "Someone come here."

"Your Majesty Bishop."

The door of the chapel was pushed open, and a burly man in armor walked in.

The big man wore a silver helmet and silver armor, holding a cross knight's sword. The fighting spirit in his body was condensed but not released, like a dormant volcano.

There are silver angel patterns on the chest and shoulder armor of the big man's silver armor, which is the symbol of the fifth-level knight of the Holy See.

"Captain Fu Qing, I need to go to Imperial City."

Liu Qiming did not beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.

Upon hearing this, Fu Qing suddenly looked up at the old man in front of him.

There was a flash of worry in his eyes, and he couldn't help but persuade, "Bishop, according to the rules of the Church..."

"I know……"

Liu Qiming interrupted him and said in a low voice:

"As the bishop of the Holy See, I cannot interfere in the battle between the Demonic Beasts and the Imperial City. I just, just went to take a look..."

He paused, as if he was speaking to Fu Qing, or as if he was trying to convince himself.

"I want to make sure that no sixth-level force from the Warcraft side intervenes in the beast tide."

"Your Majesty Bishop!"

Fu Qing took a step forward, clasped his fists and said respectfully:

"I have been ordered to protect you, my Lord. I must be wherever you are."

"it is good……"

Liu Qiming did not refuse, and sighed and said, "You arrange it, and we will go there in ten minutes."

"Yes……"

Fu Qing took the order and left the chapel with big strides.

The headquarters of the Magicians Association in Xueyan City.

President Kong Ci Ling sat alone in the president's office on the seventh floor of the association.

His is the only office on the seventh floor of the entire association.

Kong Ci Ling has become hunched and thin, his hair has almost fallen out, and even his beard has turned completely gray.

He was already too old, with age spots the size of coins all over his aged face, and he couldn't help dozing off even while sitting there.

In the magician community of Xueyan Country, Kong Ci Ling has a very high prestige.

It's not just because of his identity as the president of the Magicians Association, nor because he is the only great magician in the kingdom.

This old man dedicated his entire life to the magic cause of Xueyan Kingdom and trained countless young magicians for the kingdom.

He has helped so many people, and even Wadley chose to join Xueyan Kingdom out of gratitude to him.

Kong Ci Ling opened her eyes, her cloudy eyes filled with relief.

"Wadley is very talented. He has accumulated enough experience and is only one step away from becoming a great magician."

In the association building, the old man's mental power can easily detect everything.

In the secret room next door, Wadley was moving forward firmly and powerfully on the path to becoming a great magician.

"I wonder what adventure Wadley had?"

Originally, according to Kong Ci Ling's estimation, the other party would need at least five years of accumulation before they could take this step.

But now, this progress has been greatly advanced.

However, Kong Ci Ling did not think of delving into it further. He raised a relieved smile on his face, and there was expectation in his eyes:

"Wadley, grow up quickly! I can't hold on any longer."

Suddenly, Kong Ciling looked up at the sky and her face changed drastically.

Whoosh!

The old man disappeared on the seventh floor of the Magicians Association, and a voice reached the ears of the vice president who was holding a meeting.

"There's a beast tide in the Imperial City, I'm going to rescue first. You organize the people and come quickly..."

The closest to the Imperial City is Junwu City, followed by Liaocheng.

Starting from Liaocheng, it takes about seven days on the fastest flying mount.

If we join the army and ride on a flying mount, we can probably reach Wucheng within 4 days.

Therefore, the news of the beast tide in the Imperial City was immediately transmitted to the city lord's mansions of the two cities.

On that day, Liaocheng dispatched fifteen fourth-level warriors on flying mounts to provide support.

Junwu City is not like Liaocheng, they don't have that many fourth-level warriors.

City Lord Zhou Guangling lobbied everywhere, but he could only gather three fourth-level warriors.

Fortunately, there is also an Adventurer's Association in Junwu City.

Moreover, the Adventurer's Association's mission platform has synchronized the Beast Tide mission.

What surprised Zhou Guangling even more was that there happened to be a mercenary group resting here.

Junwu City, the base of the Greedy Wolf Mercenary Group.

Tan Lang, dressed in black leather armor, sat quietly in the lobby.

His brows were furrowed and his facial expressions kept changing.

Sometimes he showed anger, sometimes he showed pity, sometimes he showed sadness, and in the end all his emotions turned into heavy sighs.

Heavy footsteps were approaching quickly, and Tan Lang looked up towards the lobby door.

A thin figure entered the yard and walked towards the lobby.

It was none other than the powerful early stage martial artist named Liang Hai who followed behind Sun Dawei at the beginning.

"Brother," Liang Hai's voice was filled with urgency.

Tan Lang frowned even more tightly, suppressing his anger and asking, "What's wrong? Is it the third brother who is making trouble again?"

"Sun Xiaowei?"

Liang Hai was stunned and sighed.

Ever since the accident of the second regiment leader Sun Dawei, Sun Xiaowei's temperament has changed drastically.

He had a rather bad temper to begin with, and as a magician, he looked down on everyone.

Normally, everyone turns a blind eye for the sake of the stability of the Greedy Wolf Mercenary Group.

But in the past six months, Sun Xiaowei has become even worse.

They would start fighting if they had a disagreement, and no less than ten brothers, maids, and servants died in his hands.

Tan Lang got furious every time, but in the end nothing came of it.

In the past six months, nearly half of the old brothers who founded the mercenary group together have left.

The reason why the Greedy Wolf Mercenary Group appeared here was also because of Sun Xiaowei.

At the beginning, they chased the Hongyu Chamber of Commerce out of Liaocheng and set an ambush on the road.

But who would have thought that the "Will" airship actually entered the tomb space and stayed there for half a year.

The mercenary group lost track of the Hongyu Chamber of Commerce, but Sun Xiaowei was unwilling to accept this, so he settled down in Junwu City.