Qin Yi smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Lv, you're joking. This is just the most basic flying ship, certainly not like the ones you've seen before."

Fan Wubing cheerfully replied, "What I see may not necessarily be mine. As long as it's faster than my legs, it's worth mentioning."

Qin Yi admired Fan Wubing's calm and collected demeanor, and couldn't help but feel curious, "Fellow Daoist Lv, what business brings you to Jinshui City this time? Please don't think I'm prying. It's just that I have some minor achievements in Jinshui City, and if there's any way I could help you, it might repay a bit of a favor."

"I'm looking for someone." Fan Wubing indeed needed a connection.

After all, Fu Manman was a princess, and it wasn't a matter of meeting her whenever one wished.

"Looking for someone, huh." Qin Yi patted his chest, "I work at the Immortal Dao Bureau, so if it's just finding someone, I should be able to help Fellow Daoist Lv."

Fan Wubing asked with a smile, "You can find anyone?"

Qin Yi blushed slightly, "If they're too powerful, it might be difficult."

"Canglang Country's Prime Minister, Zuo Junliang, can you help me contact him?"

Qin Yi was taken aback, "Fellow Daoist Lv knows the Prime Minister?"

"Yes."

Qin Yi immediately felt a bit troubled, "The Prime Minister… holds a high position and power, and was once the direct General Director of the Immortal Dao Bureau, but now he is often by Your Majesty's side, and ordinary people generally cannot approach him. However, rest assured, I will definitely help you contact him."

"No need to force it."

"It's not forcing. Rumors of Tingyu Tower entangled with demon cultivators are extremely serious. I most likely have the opportunity to report this matter face-to-face with the Prime Minister. By mentioning you then, that should suffice."

Fan Wubing nodded, "When the time comes, pass this item to him, and he will know it's from me."

He handed Qin Yi a wooden tablet, which appeared blank.

Qin Yi accepted it, feeling it was just an ordinary wooden tablet, he didn't suspect anything and put it away, "Alright."

The next morning, the flying ship glided over the clouds, tracing a graceful arc before it began to descend.

Fan Wubing and Qin Yi stood at the bow, looking down, seeing the prosperous and grand Jinshui City. Unlike Weiri City and Kuiyu City, which were independent cities blending mortals and immortals, as a subordinate city of a nation, it had very distinct area divisions.

Within the city, there were three walls: the outermost city wall, then the inner wall separating royalty and nobility from the commoners, and at the core was the Imperial City.

Though it was not yet fully bright, Jinshui City had already become lively. Vendors selling breakfast raised a mist that gave the whole city a rich and bustling atmosphere. Meanwhile, the core area of the Imperial City was heavily guarded, with an enormous aura faintly swirling, that being the nation's fate.

The flying ship, after entering the inner city, docked at the designated landing area for flying ships, not daring to directly enter the Imperial City.

Qin Yi first settled Fan Wubing in his home before hurrying to the Imperial City to report the situation.

Qin Yi was still quite young, his home was not luxurious, and he lived with his mother, who took care of his daily life.

In previous conversations, he had unintentionally mentioned that his childhood was difficult, but fortunately, he had decent talent for cultivating immortality, which caught the attention of the Immortal Dao Bureau in Canglang Country, turning his situation around.

Upon hearing that Fan Wubing was a friend of her son, Qin Yi's mother, Mrs. Li, warmly entertained him with cherished desserts and the best tea from their home.

Mrs. Li, speaking with a southern accent, said with a smile, "No need to be polite, child, just treat this place as your own home."

It seemed that every mother would say such things.

Fan Wubing's mother had passed away early, and being treated this way warmed his heart, prompting him to chat about family matters with Mrs. Li.

Her son Qin Yi was her pride, and at any mention of him, she couldn't stop smiling, eyes full of warmth.

This kind of look, Fan Wubing had seen countless times in his own mother's eyes, and thinking of this, he felt deeply moved.

Although they chatted happily,

Fan Wubing couldn't help but find it strange that Qin Yi hadn't returned yet, though it had been nearly half a day.

At this moment, there was a knock on the courtyard gate. Mrs. Li went to open it, "Who is it?"

An unsettling aura seeped from the entrance.

Fan Wubing's pupils suddenly contracted, "Be careful!"

He quickly pulled Mrs. Li back. Then, he saw a human head tossed inside, the expression frozen in terror, steeped in resentment, clearly the result of a grim death.

Moreover, there was a sinister aura of blood faintly covering it.

This aura... it's,

a demon cultivator!

...

After entering the Imperial City, Qin Yi went straight to report to his immediate superior within the Immortal Dao Bureau. However, the matter involved "demon cultivators" and "Tingyu Tower," both troublesome entities, and his superior was unsure of what to do, so it got escalated further. The one further up was Lu Jingyao, the General Director overseeing the Immortal Dao Bureau.

After listening to Qin Yi's report, Lu Jingyao said to him, "Stay here. This matter is serious, and I need to discuss it with the Prime Minister. Lord Zuo will likely come to inquire personally."

"Yes."

Qin Yi then began a nervous wait.

Half an hour later, Lu Jingyao returned.

Qin Yi quickly asked, "Lord Lu, how did it go?"

Lu Jingyao closed the door, sat at his desk, and unhurriedly asked, "Qin Yi, are you sure about the facts of your investigation?"

"Lord Lu, what I reported was all personally investigated by me."

"Then it's strange." Lu Jingyao stared intently at him, "I just received news that you had a confrontation with Tingyu Tower in Nankao City."

"Yes. They wanted to silence me."

"Then how did you escape?" Lu Jingyao squinted his eyes and asked.

Qin Yi felt a chill in his heart, "A passing Daoist saved me."

"Who?"

"His name is Lv Wu."

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