With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Zhou Hanyi vaguely sensed something was wrong, suddenly opened his eyes, and turned his head to see a figure sitting on a stool playing with a teacup.

In the dim light, one could see that the figure was tall and slender with a youthful face.

But after Zhou Hanyi saw it clearly, he scrambled to his feet and knelt down in front of the young man sitting there.

"Zhou Hanyi pays respects to the Ancestor."

Zhou Hanyi wiped away a cold sweat. His ancestor was indeed no ordinary person. He was still at Wenling Mountain in the afternoon, and now he had arrived in the capital.

No wonder he didn't want to arrange for someone to pick her up.

It takes at least seven or eight days to travel from Wenling Mountain to the capital, let alone a round trip.

"Get up and talk. I just came to say hello. I have other things to do later." The young man didn't look up, only staring at the teacup reflecting the candlelight. "I'm going to see if Jiang Bilan has any problems. If I can resolve them, I'll take care of them as well."

He didn't care much about Zhou Huo being attacked by the backlash. It was just a minor spell that even the lowest-ranking cultivators in his world could use.

He simply doesn't allow another special existence, and now that this person also likes to meddle in other people's business, it's even more intolerable. It's better to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Let's go and find out what's going on tonight.

As for whether he will be in danger if his opponent is stronger than him?
The young man chuckled. The fact that he dared to come proved that he had no such worries.

Years ago, when he arrived here and learned that it would be difficult to return, he made thorough preparations. It can be said that even if someone several times stronger than him came, as long as that person was not stronger than the Heavenly Dao of this place, they would be powerless against him.

Before Zhou Hanyi could say anything, the young man who had been sitting at the table simply vanished into thin air.

Zhou Hanyi took a deep breath, but he felt no fear, only excitement. He whispered, "Ancestor, be careful."

"Don't worry, no one can do anything to me." The voice came from an unknown direction, but it only reached Zhou Hanyi's ears.

Zhou Hanyi couldn't sleep, but there was nothing he could do in the middle of the night, so he could only wait in the room.

The young man came out of the Zhou residence and was immediately above the Prime Minister's residence.

His figure landed in the mansion, and he walked around the Prime Minister's residence without any restraint. The people on night duty seemed not to see him and had no idea that someone had passed by them.

Finally, he arrived at the courtyard where Jiang Bilan was.

The maid on night duty naturally didn't see him, and he walked step by step into Jiang Bilan's room without any hindrance.

Just as he reached the bedside, a light emanated from the jade pendant on Jiang Bilan's body, followed by a figure floating out from it.

"who are you?"

The young man laughed when he saw the unfamiliar spirit.

"So that's how it is. I had no idea what was going on. It turns out there's a fellow Daoist here."

"Fellow Daoist, since we're from roughly the same place, why don't we find a place to talk?"

This unfamiliar spirit was naturally left here by Azhen.

She thought the matter of the sachet should attract the attention of the people behind the Zhou family, but she didn't expect them to arrive so quickly.

With just one glance, she could tell that this person had a deep connection with this world.

In other words, you can't kill the other party easily.

With her abilities, she could certainly kill him. But while she herself wouldn't be in much danger after killing him, this world might be affected.

"Isn't it the same to say it here?" Azhen said, feigning wariness, showing no intention of leaving.

The young man smiled, showing no hurry, and sat down to the side. "That makes sense. Where do you come from, fellow Daoist? What are your plans?" "And who are you? How did you get here?" A-Zhen asked. "That sachet Zhou Huo had earlier, wasn't it you who gave it to him?"

The young man said, "It is indeed me. Zhou Huo is just infatuated with Jiang Bilan and has no other intention to harm her."

"The sachet contains mind-controlling magic. Zhou Huo has just gotten into that mess, so you can imagine how it would affect Jiang Bilan. Isn't that just harming her? You should know that Jiang Bilan has absolutely no feelings for Zhou Huo. This is just a despicable tactic." Azhen didn't intend to reason with the other party; she just wanted to get some information out of them.

She actually had some guesses about this person's identity.

As long as it's someone she suspects, she has a way to resolve the problem of not being able to kill them.

"Fellow Daoist is truly a kind-hearted person, to value these ants so much." The young man's indifferent tone proved that he completely looked down on these ordinary people, whom he could crush with a single finger.

"I came here tonight mainly to ask about your plans, fellow Daoist," the young man continued. "This place is really not a good place to nourish your soul. Would you like to find another place?"

“I can’t believe someone would resort to such underhanded tactics,” Azhen said.

This remark made the person on the other end laugh, and it was clear that they had gone from being wary at the beginning to being relaxed now.

Clearly, the young man realized that the spirit posed little threat to him.

He seemed to be just a minor cultivator, so he wouldn't hold back.

He didn't speak again, but instead used his magic to trap Azhen.

Seeing that Azhen couldn't break free, he felt relieved and took her away.

Now that he had captured it, he wanted to extract more information and wouldn't just kill it. Besides, this was the first time in thousands of years that he had encountered someone of his own kind, and he was quite happy.

Unbeknownst to him, he flew out of the capital and arrived at a desolate place.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong and turned his head to find the spirit that had been bound was floating freely to one side.

By the time he realized what was happening, Ah-Zhu had already slapped him into the ground.

"You..." The young man rolled to his feet, his face pale. "You've been hiding your strength?"

"You're from that kind of place too. Do you really think the people there are innocent little rabbits?" Azhen mocked rudely.

The young man was somewhat disheveled, but not at all flustered. He slowly stood up and said, "It seems that you want to fight me, fellow Daoist."

“Anyone who can use magic to harm others must be a demon or heretic. I will naturally eliminate them when I see them.” Azhen spoke seriously, as if he had truly been a demon-slaying cultivator in the past.

The young man's expression also turned cold: "It seems that only one person can be accommodated today."

He launched another attack, but unexpectedly, he was overturned by Azi in no time.

Even with his own trump cards, the sheer power of this spirit still made him uneasy, and even more so, filled him with greed. If he could devour this spirit, his strength would undoubtedly increase dramatically.

The opponent was just too strong.

It seems there's nothing we can do tonight.

But the other party couldn't do anything to him. He would wait until he got back and then slowly look for an opportunity.

Thinking of this, he saw that Azhen had actually gone for the kill.

But at that very moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky, and the whole world seemed to be about to crack open.

"Fellow Daoist, you cannot kill me. This world will not allow you to do so." The young man laughed, quite smugly. "If you forcibly kill me, the world will not let you off. If you truly succeed, the world will be destroyed, and you, before you find your way back, will perish along with it." (End of Chapter)