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Chapter 459 They still have to give them this small favor! (Please subscribe and vote!)
Having spent some time in the military camp and even worn a military uniform, Li Chen could naturally recognize the sounds.

Accompanied by footsteps, a powerful voice emerged.

"Junior sister, I heard there are guests. Please introduce them to your senior brother."

Ma Hei's voice abruptly stopped.

When he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

Isn't this the current emperor?!
Ma Hei had worked in the officialdom of the capital and had met Li Chen several times.

Before setting off, Li Chen had summoned him, so he must remember.

What brings Your Majesty here?

Li Chen reacted quickly and grabbed Ma Hei, saying, "I am Li Chen, a merchant from the capital."

His words are meaningful.

Ma Hei immediately understood: His Majesty is on a private visit incognito!

As a subject, I must cooperate!

He forced himself to remain calm and warmly invited, "So it's Young Master Li, please come in!"

Li Meng looked at Ma Hei suspiciously: "Senior brother, what happened to your leg just now?"

Ma Hei chuckled twice: "I've been traveling for too long, my legs are weak."

How could I not feel weak in the knees when I see His Majesty?
My standing here is disrespectful to His Majesty!
Now that he knew the true identity of the "Young Master Li" in front of him, Ma Hei tried his best to act naturally, but he could not hide the deep-seated awe of a subject in his bones.

He subconsciously hunched his back slightly, avoided looking directly at Li Chen when he spoke, and even deliberately lagged behind half a step when leading the way.

These subtle actions shocked Li Meng even more than seeing Chi Chuan's defeat.

"What's wrong with Senior Brother?" Li Meng muttered to herself. In her memory, this senior brother of the Black Miao tribe had always been the most dignified figure among the younger generation of the Holy Land.

Even when facing the Holy Lord, I have never seen him so cautious and timid.

It's truly baffling that they're being so respectful to a merchant from the capital.

Ma Hei was now drenched in cold sweat.

He carefully chose his words: "Young Master Li, what brings you to this sacred place? If there is anything I can do to help you, please feel free to ask."

As he spoke, his right hand unconsciously pressed against his left chest, a standard courtesy for Tian Ce officers when meeting their superiors.

But remembering that Li Chen was traveling incognito, he lowered his hand.

Li Chen glanced at him with a half-smile and said calmly, "I want to see the Yin-Yang Gu, but I just fought with the Bai Miao people. Li Meng told me that the person guarding the Yin-Yang Gu is from the Bai Miao tribe. Do you have a way to deal with it?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Hei roughly understood Li Chen's intentions. If it were any other person making the request, Ma Hei would definitely refuse. He was a member of the Black Miao tribe, but he wouldn't offend the White Miao tribe for no reason. Otherwise, when the Holy Lord returned, he would surely deal with him. But who was Li Chen?

That's the current emperor. He can give you anything, not just the Yin-Yang Gu, but even the Heavenly Fate Gu.

"Yes, yes!" Mahei replied immediately.

He was just having an internal struggle: on one hand, the rules of the Holy Land, and on the other hand, the decree of the current emperor.

But he quickly made a decision. He was joking, how could a Holy Lord be greater than an Emperor? Moreover, this was no ordinary Saint-level Emperor; he had never been defeated, whether on the battlefield or in his sect.

His Majesty is now asking him for a solution, giving him a chance to prove himself.

If His Majesty gets angry, the entire Holy Land will be evaporated. Thinking of this, Ma Hei wiped the sweat from his forehead and solemnly assured him, "Young Master Li, please calm down. Although the Yin-Yang Gu is guarded by the Bai Miao tribe, I am still the Holy Lord's chief disciple. They will still give me this much face."

Li Meng's eyes widened. She clearly remembered that a few years ago, when a Black Miao elder wanted to observe the Yin-Yang Gu, but was resolutely refused by the White Miao, her senior brother had said something like, "The rules of each tribe should not be lightly disregarded." How come today...
Just as I was wondering, Mahei was already eagerly leading the way, which was to the core area of ​​the Black Miao people.

As he passed through a medicinal garden filled with eerie blue flowers, he noticed Li Chen glancing twice at a glowing plant by the roadside.

Sensing Li Chen's potential interest, he immediately began to describe it in great detail: "This is the 'Soul-Guiding Flower.' The Bai Miao people are most skilled at cultivating such wondrous items related to destiny. Speaking of which, our Black Miao people's Gu worms emphasize spirit and willpower. For example, the 'Iron Bone Gu' can make one indomitable, and the 'Stone Gu' can make one's will as strong as steel."

He spoke with great enthusiasm, just like a shopkeeper promoting his products.

Li Meng followed behind, and the more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong.

The eldest brother is usually very taciturn, why is he so talkative today?

Moreover, the secrets of those Gu worms have always been closely guarded secrets among different races. I haven't even told you, yet you've so easily revealed them to outsiders.

The Bai Miao people's residence is located in Zixia Valley on the northern slope of the sacred site.

From a distance, rows of stilted bamboo houses are built against the mountain, and the silver bells hanging from the eaves gleam in the sunlight.

The most eye-catching feature is the seven-story gilded bamboo pagoda in the center, with a lifelike bronze python sculpture wrapped around its body. That is the "Heavenly Mandate Pavilion" where the Yin-Yang Gu is enshrined.

As soon as you step into the territory of the Bai Miao ethnic group, a unique sandalwood fragrance fills the air.

Inside the bamboo lanterns by the roadside, glowing "Mind-Enlightening Gu" are kept, illuminating the stone path in a dreamlike way.

Several Bai Miao girls who were picking herbs saw Ma Hei and were about to bow when they saw him, but their expressions changed when they saw Li Chen behind him, and they hurriedly made way for him.

"Halt!" A group of Bai Miao guards with curved swords at their waists blocked their way.

The burly man at the head of the group said coldly, "Senior Brother Ma Hei, bringing outsiders into our clan's forbidden area seems to be against the rules?"

Ma Hei's face darkened, and he was about to speak when a hoarse voice came from behind: "Step back."

Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a moon-white robe standing with his hands behind his back.

His face was resolute and chiseled, with a hideous scar above his left eye and a living golden snake coiled around his neck. He was none other than Mabu, the elder of the Bai Miao tribe and the second disciple of the Holy Lord.

Upon seeing the burlap appear, Li Meng subconsciously shrank behind Li Chen, her little hands unconsciously grabbing at Li Chen's sleeve.

This second senior brother, who was in charge of the Holy Land's punishments, had always filled her with fear.

I remember the last time she secretly sneaked into the herb garden to play, she was discovered by Ma Bu and punished by having to copy the Gu scripture for three days and three nights. Even now, thinking about it makes my fingers ache slightly.

"Senior brother, why are you back?" Ma Bu's voice was like sandpaper rubbing, his gaze swept over Ma Hei and finally settled on Li Chen's face.

The golden-threaded snake coiled around his neck suddenly raised its head, flicking its scarlet tongue, as if sniffing out some dangerous scent.

Ma Hei straightened his back, trying to appear calm and composed: "The southern expeditionary army is passing through this place, and I have come back to see if any of my people are interested in joining the army."

He paused, then lowered his voice slightly: "But that's not important. This distinguished guest from the capital wants to observe the Yin-Yang Gu."

Having said all that, the meaning couldn't be clearer: they wanted Azabu to give them face.

Although Mahei spoke politely, his eyes held an undeniable air of authority.

The atmosphere froze instantly. The Bai Miao guards looked at each other in dismay, for they had never seen anyone dare to ask Elder Mabu for the Yin-Yang Gu so directly.

Just then, a white-haired elder of the Bai Miao ethnic group walked quickly over and whispered a few words in Ma Bu's ear.

(End of this chapter)