Chen Ku felt it was necessary to find someone to test the quality.

He already had someone in mind.

So he peeked at the moonlight, a cloud drifted over, just at the darkest and windiest time of the night.

"Heh, it's time to take him out."

......

Inside the Twin Rivers Guild.

Huang Muxia was not yet asleep, pacing out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, frowned and asked:

"Go to the gatehouse and ask, is there still no letter from the Prefecture City today?"

The servant went out for a while and soon returned, shaking his head to report:

"No."

"Got it, you may leave."

Huang Muxia raised his hand to dismiss the servant, the anxiety in his eyes was hard to conceal, he was ready to bow down to the main guild in the Prefecture City, willing to hand over the position of sect leader of the Twin Rivers Guild in exchange for someone from the Prefecture City to sit in Baojiao County.

This way, he could gain protection and not be taken down by the Medicine King Hall at any unexpected time.

But it's been three days, and there's still no reply from the Prefecture City.

Could it be that they're giving up on the interests and market of Baojiao County, handing it over to Medicine King Hall?

Or perhaps they're hesitant to act rashly for some reason?

"Hesitant to act rashly? Medicine King Hall must not be the reason, could it be because of Tan Chongrui?"

Huang Muxia vaguely seemed to grasp the thinking of those in the Prefecture City guild, Tan Chongrui wanted to reform in Baojiao County, it was now the center of a storm, if that's the reason and they chose to abandon the guild to protect themselves, distancing from the conflict between the Reform Faction and Conservative Party, it seemed reasonable.

But for him, Huang Muxia, he would truly become a discarded pawn.

"No way, the Twin Rivers Guild still has many relatives connected to the main family in the Prefecture City, can they all be abandoned?"

Just as Huang Muxia was comforting himself this way.

Not far away.

On the eaves of the courtyard adjacent to the Twin Rivers Guild, a tall old man stood with one foot on the flying eaves, holding a smoking pipe, his eyes like a hawk, staring at Huang Muxia.

This was Yang Luochen.

"It seems that it's unlikely for the Twin Rivers Guild in the Qiu Dragon Mansion to send people here to support Huang Muxia, which also indicates that Baojiao County has been abandoned by the Qiu Dragon Mansion's main guild."

Yang Luochen's mind shifted slightly:

"Since the Qiu Dragon Mansion has given up on this small sub-guild, then don't blame my Medicine King Hall for swallowing it down, it's just right that there's no worry, I can go ahead and take down this little tiger."

Just as Yang Luochen slowly stood up, tucked the smoking pipe behind his waist, and flexed his wrists, ready to go eliminate Huang Muxia.

Suddenly.

He was surprised to see from a great distance, a figure silently appearing behind Huang Muxia in his brightly lit room.

As if it had emerged from the ground.

"What? Is that a person or a ghost?"

Yang Luochen couldn't help but be startled, even rubbing his eyes.

At this moment.

Inside Huang Muxia's room, after drinking a few cups of tea, he found it even harder to sleep, so he was about to get up and order someone to bring some wine and dishes so he could drink some wine to help him sleep.

But suddenly, as the eighth greatest expert in the city, his instinctive reaction detected something amiss in the room.

With just a glance from the corner of his eye, he was shocked to see that on the wall behind him, besides his own shadow, there was actually a second person's shadow.

Boom!

Almost by instinct, without hesitation, Huang Muxia leaped up and threw a punch behind him into the air!

This punch shook the air, fully displaying Huang Muxia's prowess as the eighth greatest expert in the city.

The unique skill he inherited from the Qiu Dragon Mansion master Yu Zhankui, the Divine Hand Scattering Strike, wasn't a set of rigid eight moves, but could attack and defend at will, with no fixed pattern.

Therefore, when he swung the punch, it was as erratic as an antelope hanging its horns, yet it was as smooth as flowing water, carrying a powerful fist wind, immediately shattering the opponent with one punch.

Boom!

Unexpectedly, after the punch, the powerful wind smashed the screen and painting wall where the person was directly.

But it went straight through the opponent's figure.

"Phew, this punch had considerable power, fortunately, I was prepared, releasing an Illusion Body..."

Chen Ku stood aside, using the Invisibility Technique, watching the terrifying power of Huang Muxia's punch, and was grateful he released an Illusion Body, then taking advantage of the opponent missing a punch, he lifted the Fire Beak Pot in his hand and softly called:

"Collect!"

After missing a punch, Huang Muxia's heart skipped a beat; in a duel of experts, one mistake could be seized by the opponent. He knew he had fallen into a trap.

Although he didn't know who came at night to assassinate him.

But after missing a punch, the first thought wasn't to continue searching for the enemy but to prepare to shout loudly: "Someone."

Unexpectedly, just as this thought formed in his mind and before he could utter a word.

Suck!!

A terrifying suction came from behind him:

"What is this?"

At first, Huang Muxia was shocked and shouted, suspecting he might have encountered a master with similar "Dragon Capturing and Crane Control Skill," capable of using Inner Qi to absorb the enemy, pulling someone over.

And to achieve this level, how vast and profound must the opponent's Inner Qi be?

"Five Realms? Sixth Realm?"

But with another thought, Huang Muxia felt something was off, because he suddenly found himself airborne, and the typical settings, flower pots, chairs, tables in his house were rapidly enlarging in his view.

No, they weren't enlarging, but...

He was shrinking.

Then, his whole body was sucked backward into a container, surrounded by fiery red walls.

Chen Ku watched as Huang Muxia, visibly engulfed by the red glow of the pot's mouth, was forcibly absorbed, as if a layer of Prohibition was added to his body, shrinking rapidly into three inches, directly flying into the Fire Beak Pot.

It was like the scenes he saw in his childhood, where deities used Magical Treasures to subdue demon creatures in "Journey to the West."

Then staring into the pot, Huang Muxia, who had become a little person, was screaming and shouting in fear:

"What is this place? Let me out! Spare me! Who captured me?! Spare me!"

Chen Ku looked at the Four Realms Magical Treasure in his hand with amazement and awe.

"Is this the power of Ji Country's system beyond the Martial Path?"

Such a large person, a top-tier Fourth Realm expert, directly shrinking and being contained in a pot, the process was incredibly surreal.

"Magical Treasure? Magical Treasure! It's genuine!"

Chen Ku had never felt the concept of "Magical Treasure" so clearly, so powerful and incredible.

At this moment.

Inside the Fire Beak Pot, Huang Muxia looked up towards the pot's mouth, seeing a giant face with a conical hat and veil above.

At that moment, he completely understood his predicament.

Magical Treasure!

This is a cultivation means beyond Ji Country.

Magical Treasure!

Only a Magical Treasure could achieve such things.

And a Magical Treasure that could forcefully contain a Fourth Realm expert like him was not something from the general Magical Treasures he had heard or seen in his lifetime.

Even in Baojiao City where Peace Path caused such a stir, their talisman papers and peach wood swords were at best regarded as Magic Artifacts.

Magical Treasures, it is said, are only things made by those whose cultivation in techniques and tactics, like magicians or Qi cultivators in Yuan Country, are at least equivalent to the Ninth Realm of Ji Country's Martial Path, who are Great Qi Cultivators, or Great Mages.

The biggest difference between Magical Treasures and Magic Artifacts is that inside the Magical Treasures, there are often some 'mystical prohibitions' that can connect to the metamorphoses of the universe, which often represent some 'man-made rules' that can shrink an infinite space, transform scenes, and create something out of nothing.

The key problem is, in a small place like Baojiao County, how could there exist Great Qi Cultivators and Great Mages above the Ninth Realm?

Otherwise, how could it be explained that the opponent possessed such a magical treasure?

Could it be?

Did the leader of the Demon People of Peace Path personally attack him??

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