Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Before the imposing City Lord's mansion, Tang Zhaoyang, clad in a green robe and possessing a gentle demeanor, stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing towards the long street with a relaxed expression.

Behind him, Qian Wuyi and several Core Formation cultivators stood solemnly. In their ears, the cold and tyrannical words spoken by the Inspector Sun Zhenren during the inner hall meeting still echoed—"If they dare to disobey the order, tie them up and drag them over!"

Although they, as city guards, could rely on the power of the grand formation in this Immortal City, the other party possessed a Nascent Soul Zhenren after all. If he were to suddenly attack, how could they, these Core Formation cultivators, withstand it? They would probably be crushed into powder one by one.

"They're here!" Tang Zhaoyang said softly. He seemed confident, but judging from this sentence alone, it was clear that he probably didn't have much certainty in his heart.

"They're here! Finally here!" A middle-aged cultivator behind Qian Wuyi stared at the end of the wide road, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Qian Wuyi stared at the long street where the beast carriages were speeding along a hundred zhang away, but he couldn't see which carriage was carrying the Xuantian Sect's cultivators, and couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Nonsense."

The other Core Formation cultivators also looked at the middle-aged cultivator with blank expressions. The man cleared his throat and said, "Zhenren said they're here, so they must be here."

The others rolled their eyes in unison, speechlessly turning their heads to look elsewhere.

"Clang, clang!"

A beast carriage emerged from the long street and entered the wide stone road in front of the City Lord's mansion. Beside the driver's seat, there was only a Xuan Yu Merchant Guild shop assistant, not Hong Rensong, so it was no wonder that the City Lord's mansion's Core Formation cultivators couldn't recognize him.

Tang Zhaoyang laughed heartily, stepped forward, and went to greet the beast carriage.

"Real Person Yuan, a great honor to have you! A most welcome arrival!"

The beast carriage stopped beside Tang Zhaoyang. Fire Crow Daoist walked out of the carriage with a smile, cupping his hands and saying, "Greetings, Real Person Tang. We're both in the city, and it's been more than a year since I last met with you. Seeing you now, it's still as refreshing as the last time!"

Zhang Yuanjing followed behind Fire Crow Daoist, respectfully saluting Tang Zhaoyang and saying, "Junior Zhang Yuanjing of the Xuantian Sect greets Martial Uncle Tang!"

Tang Zhaoyang's smile slightly froze, then he feigned joy: "I've finally seen Yuanjing's true face this time. Last time, we missed each other!"

Zhang Yuanjing did not respond, but said to himself: "When entering the city, Fellow Daoist Qian invited me to your sect's residence. I also had the desire to pay respects to the Real Person. I originally intended to visit after seeing Real Person Yuan, but I received the Inspector's order, so I had to come to the City Lord's mansion first. Seeing the Real Person here, I don't know if it's Martial Uncle Tang, or City Lord Tang, or Deputy Envoy Tang?"

Tang Zhaoyang's face stiffened. He glanced at the smiling Fire Crow Daoist, looked up to the sky, and laughed, saying, "Yuanjing's words are profound, very profound! Envoy Sun has been waiting in the inner hall of the City Lord's mansion for a long time. Real Person Yuan, Yuanjing, please!"

Fire Crow Daoist nodded and gestured to invite them in, walking with Tang Zhaoyang towards the slowly opening vermilion gate.

Zhang Yuanjing followed behind, but he was full of doubts. If Tang Zhaoyang had taken refuge in the Xuanjing Palace, he wouldn't be so polite to them. But if it wasn't because of the Xuanjing Palace, then why did he try to approach him several times?

Inside the City Lord's mansion, the defenses were tight, and the guards everywhere were on high alert. Among them were many Core Formation cultivators. The grand formation, based between the city walls and the houses, was surging with spiritual power, accumulating its power.

Fire Crow Daoist didn't look sideways, and was calm and unhurried, occasionally chatting and laughing with Tang Zhaoyang, not taking the upcoming interrogation seriously at all.

Outside the inner hall, two grim-faced late-stage Core Formation cultivators stood in front of the door. One of them said, "The Inspector has ordered that the interrogation of those awaiting punishment must be conducted separately, starting with Zhang Yuanjing!"

Their gazes were like icy blades, cutting into Zhang Yuanjing. Zhang Yuanjing glanced at them casually, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes, and turned to ask Tang Zhaoyang: "Martial Uncle Tang, summoning me to be interrogated alone, wouldn't there be a sudden sound of gongs and drums, and five hundred axemen rushing out from behind the screen to chop me into mincemeat on the spot!"

Tang Zhaoyang was stunned when he heard this, and then gave a dry laugh: "Hehe, Yuanjing is joking. This is a plot from secular novels, how could it appear in an Immortal City!"

Fire Crow Daoist said loudly: "Envoy Sun, Yuan and my disciple Zhang Yuanjing have arrived outside the hall. If you want to interrogate us, just ask. We won't enter this back hall!"

"Open the hall door!" A rather feminine voice came from inside the hall.

The two Core Formation cultivators stepped aside, and one of them pulled open the two heavy iron doors from the inside. Spiritual power fluctuated on the door, restrictions emerged, flowing with a chilling coldness.

The light in the hall was dim, but it didn't affect Zhang Yuanjing's ability to see clearly. A high-crowned, golden-robed Daoist sat high on the main seat, looking coldly at him and Fire Crow Daoist.

This was a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, and one who was deeply accumulated and renowned.

The moment the hall door opened, Zhang San made a warning, with this kind of cultivation, it couldn't fully protect him.

Fire Crow Daoist didn't care about this person's rudeness, stood calmly at the hall door, with a smile on his face.

Tang Zhaoyang, the Deputy Inspector, stood quietly to the side, neither speaking nor making any movements, but a hint of mockery gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Since the two of you are unwilling to enter the hall, then let's talk outside the hall." Xuanjing Palace Real Person Sun Duo's tone was still cold, "Zhang Yuanjing, this envoy asks you, on the flying boat of the City Lord's mansion in Tiannan Immortal City that day, was Real Person Yuan of your sect the only Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"Yes."

"Was he under the Monster Suppression Order of the Deacon Hall, escorting the flying boat from Tiannan City to the First True Monster Suppression City?"

"Yes."

"Was the flying boat destroyed by a great demon in Bishi Mountain, and Real Person Yuan was not on the boat at that time?"

"At that time, Real Person Yuan was blocking another great demon in the rear, the flying boat shouldn't have—"

"This envoy only asks yes or no, I didn't let you say anything else!" Sun Duo sternly stopped him.

Zhang Yuanjing was not intimidated by his tone, and said loudly: "Envoy Sun, if it's just this kind of interrogation, then don't ask. You can decide how to convict me!"

Fire Crow Daoist had been standing with his hands behind his back, with a relaxed expression, as if he didn't care about the verbal confrontation in front of him.

Tang Zhaoyang, the Deputy Inspector, just stood quietly to the side, neither speaking nor making any movements, but a hint of mockery gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Bold! How dare you defy the Inspector!"

The two Core Formation cultivators at the hall door took a step forward, each taking out their magic weapons, one a chain, the other an iron ruler, ready to take people away for execution. This behavior was somewhat similar to the yamen runners in the secular government.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't even look at the two of them, staring straight at the Nascent Soul cultivator with a somewhat sinister face in the hall, not afraid of his power.

Sun Duo's gaze was as cold as frost, falling on Zhang Yuanjing as if it had substance, a sense of oppression at the level of realm suddenly arose, this was not the form of mana, nor the momentum of the divine soul, illusory and real at the same time.

Although Fire Crow Daoist was by his side, unless he deliberately cut off this aggressive gaze, he could not provide him with protection.

Zhang Yuanjing felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his mana gradually showed signs of freezing. He did not back down, still staring at this person, and operated the擎天诀, self-tempering, using the strong toughness of his bones and flesh to resist this oppressive force.

After a long time, the person in the hall suddenly turned his gaze and landed on Fire Crow Daoist: "Real Person Yuan, where is Hao Sanding, the former chief manager of the City Lord's mansion in Tiannan City?"