The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

Lin Jianguo carefully put the person in his arms down.

He looked at the small figure curled up next to the Nine Dragon Cauldron, breathing evenly, and his heart ached.

The well was quite cool, but this little devil insisted on sleeping there.

"Chen'er, why don't you go back to your room to sleep? Grandpa has laid out the softest mattress for you." Lin Jianguo gently covered Chu Chen with the thick military overcoat in his hand.

Chu Chen didn't even open his eyes, but shrank further under the cauldron's feet and muttered softly.

"Grandpa, be quiet, I'm chatting with the dragon vein."

Lin Jianguo immediately shut up, even his breathing became soft.

He stood up, like the most loyal guard, standing straight a few meters away, motionless.

At this moment, Qianlong Residence is as quiet as another world.

Thick white fog enveloped the entire garden. Within the fog, nine unseen dragon shadows slowly moved, continuously drawing pure spiritual energy from the earth and channeling it into the bottomless dry well in the center.

Chu Chen is the core of this massive formation.

……

At the same time, at Beijing Capital International Airport.

The international arrivals exit of Terminal 2 was bustling with people.

Several people dressed in brand-new designer sportswear, yet somehow exuding an air of incongruity, walked out of the exit.

The leader was an old man with a goatee and a sinister look in his eyes. He looked at the noisy crowd around him and the flashing electronic "GG" signs with a furrowed brow.

"What a mortal world, so filthy and chaotic." A young man beside him said disdainfully, "The spiritual energy is as thin as a stinking ditch. I really don't know how those mortals survive."

The old man with the goatee was none other than Zhao Tiansha, the Grand Elder of the Xuanyao Valley Inner Sect.

He came down the mountain for only two reasons.

First, he wanted to retrieve the sect's most precious treasure, the Nine-Turn Rejuvenating Grass; second, he wanted to exterminate the entire Lin family, who dared to detain the Third Elder of Xuanyao Valley.

"Have you found that little beast from the Lin family?" Zhao Tiansha's voice was cold.

"Reporting to the Grand Elder, we have confirmed it. It's located in a garden called Qianlongju in the western suburbs," a disciple replied respectfully. "I heard that the area has been designated a restricted zone by the military."

"An army?" Zhao Tiansha sneered cruelly. "Just lumps of iron made of mortals."

"Let's go, let's get that good-for-nothing Wu De out first, then go to the Lin family and show them what the difference between immortals and mortals really is."

The group walked toward the airport exit as if no one else was around.

The chilling aura emanating from them made the surrounding travelers instinctively give them a wide berth.

However, they stopped as soon as they stepped out the door.

Dozens of dark green military trucks formed a semi-circle, completely blocking the road ahead.

Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers jumped off the vehicle in perfect unison, instantly forming an ironclad defensive line.

Every soldier's eyes were as cold as ice, and the dark muzzles of their guns were all pointed at them.

Li Weiguo got out of a command vehicle, holding a document stamped with a red seal in his hand.

"Welcome to the capital, everyone." His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to everyone's ears. "According to the 'Regulations on the Entry and Exit Management of Special Personnel,' please cooperate with the registration and reporting process."

Zhao Tiansha's face instantly darkened.

"How dare you! Who do you think you are, to dare block my path?"

He took a step forward, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the ordinary passengers felt a tightness in their chests, almost unable to breathe.

Li Weiguo acted as if nothing had happened, merely raising the document in his hand.

"I'll say it again: cooperate with the registration, or return the way you came."

"You're courting death!" A young disciple behind Zhao Tiansha shouted angrily, his figure flashing as he prepared to attack.

The moment he set off.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

More than a dozen red laser dots appeared simultaneously on the foreheads of him and all his fellow disciples.

The young man froze, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.

He slowly raised his head.

On the highest points of all the surrounding buildings, rows of black anti-materiel sniper rifles were mounted, and behind each scope was a pair of emotionless eyes.

A muffled rumble came from the sky.

Two armed helicopters had hovered overhead, their rocket launchers mounted under their fuselages slowly adjusting their angles as the helicopters swayed.

Zhao Tiansha's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

He could sense that if he made any further unusual movements, the overwhelming storm of steel would tear him and his worthless disciples to shreds in the next second.

Martial arts masters are very strong.

But he wasn't arrogant enough to think he could withstand artillery fire with his own body.

"You... are you going to make enemies of my Xuanyao Valley?" Zhao Tiansha squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, his killing intent almost tangible.

Li Weiguo pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose without expression.

"We just follow orders. I'll say it again: either register or leave."

He paused, then added.

"Oh, right. If you refuse to cooperate, we have the right to kill you on the spot, which will be considered... a terrorist attack."

The disciples behind Zhao Tiansha turned pale.

When have they ever been treated like this?

In Kunlun Mountain, the three characters "Xuanyao Valley" represent heaven and law!

But here, their pride in their cultivation level seemed utterly laughable in the face of these mortal war machines.

"My lord, times have changed," a disciple whispered in Zhao Tiansha's ear.

Zhao Tiansha took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the raging anger in his heart.

To confront the state apparatus head-on in a busy urban area is pure idiocy.

"Good, very good." He stared at Li Weiguo as if he were looking at a dead man. "I'll remember you."

Li Weiguo remained unmoved, simply turning slightly to reveal a makeshift table behind him.

On the table were several forms and an old-fashioned Polaroid camera.

"Please write down your name, origin, purpose of entry, and expected length of stay." Li Weiguo's tone was just like that of an auntie registering migrant workers at a neighborhood committee. "Oh, and take a photo for our records."

Zhao Tiansha felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger.

He, the dignified Grand Elder of Xuanyao Valley, a figure whose every stomp could shake Kunlun Mountain, was now being treated like a prisoner, filling out forms and having his picture taken.

What a shame!

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.

In the end, he let go, forcing a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

"Okay, we'll cooperate."

After half an hour.

Several black cars drove away from the airport.

The atmosphere inside the car was extremely tense.

"Elder, what should we do now?" a disciple asked cautiously.

Zhao Tiansha looked at the Polaroid photo in his hand. In the photo, his expression was stiff, and his eyes could kill.

He suddenly crumpled the photo into a ball.

"Let's go to the hotel," he said coldly.

"Since they have so many rules during the day, let's play with them at night."

"Pass down the order: tonight at midnight, we will launch a night raid on Qianlong Residence."

"I'd like to see what that little bastard surnamed Lin will use to stop me without these lumps of iron!"

The driver glanced through the rearview mirror at the old man in the back seat who exuded a terrifying murderous aura; his palms were sweaty.

He quietly pressed an inconspicuous button next to the seat.

at the same time.

A brief report came through Li Weiguo's communicator at Qianlong Residence.

"Eagle's nest, eagle's nest, the fish are in the net, heading to the designated location. Repeat, the fish are in the net."

Li Weiguo hung up the call, walked up to Chu Chen who was yawning, and lowered his voice.

"Advisor Chu, everything is arranged."

Chu Chen stretched and rubbed his eyes, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

"Okay, I understand."

He took a bowl of steaming braised pork from Lin Jianguo, picked up his chopsticks, grabbed the biggest piece, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Grandpa, a big rat is coming to steal things tonight."

He mumbled incoherently.

"Should we prepare some clips?"