Who taught him to practice swordsmanship like this?

After a long and busy night, Su Baichen and Yu Xiangke finally left the prefect's study together.

He went through all the official documents here and saw quite a few things.

This includes plans for selecting a site in Linxian Prefecture to build palaces, the amount of labor to be conscripted, and the additional taxes to be levied this year…

Many official documents can be seen as the achievements of this prefect of Linxian, but for the people of Linxian, they are all bad news.

Su Baichen's expression was not good. If the contents of these official documents were to be implemented, the people of Linxian Prefecture would probably suffer greatly.

How long can his Su Family Village survive under such oppressive rule?

He also saw the list of many mines in Linxian Prefecture. These mines belonged to different places, but some of them with high output and easy mining were marked, presumably for some kind of operation.

Among the owners of these mines, Su Baichen also saw a familiar face: Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui's name is somewhat common, but he is a big celebrity in Hekou Town... the richest man in Hekou Town, and also the father of Wang Xingyuan, another of Su Baichen's classmates.

He looked at the document and began to ponder it.

A passerby from Yuxiang, seeing this, remarked dismissively, "If the imperial court is moving here, surely those high-ranking officials will need to acquire some property here?"

"These mines are high-quality assets, so it's not surprising that they've been targeted."

Su Baichen nodded knowingly.

"As expected, the devil is still among us."

He sighed.

Yu Xiangke seemed to be touched and chimed in, "It's exactly the same as back then. Even if the country has changed and the official titles have changed, these people have never changed."

Just as Su Baichen was about to reply, a noise suddenly came from outside the door; someone was trying to come in!

Su Baichen was nervous, but when he saw Yu Xiangke looking calm, he realized that he didn't need to be nervous at all.

He simply relied on his memory to quickly restore the furnishings in the study to their original state.

Not long after, the study door was opened.

An old man walked in, yawning.

This is the Prefect of Linxian Prefecture.

He seemed very agitated. He lit a candle in the study and sat down at his desk without saying a word.

"The prefect looks very haggard."

Su Baichen muttered to himself.

He and Yu Xiangke, two living people, stood on either side of the prefect, but the prefect was completely unaware of them.

At the same time, the prefect did not look like he had just gotten up; rather, he had not slept all night and was still wearing his official robes.

He closed his eyes to rest for a while before spreading out a sheet of paper and picking up a pen to write: "It has been a long time since we last met, and I have missed you dearly. Your voice and appearance are still vivid in my mind..."

The prefect wrote each word slowly and deliberately, appearing very emotional.

But in reality, this is just a 'disclaimer' written for the Prime Minister's residence!

The letter detailed the events leading up to Zhou Cong's death, highlighting his reputation as the "Thousand Illusions Immortal."

It was also mentioned that Zhou Cong was bedridden due to retaliation for burning down the Xuanmiao Temple.

As it turned out, the cultivator found by the Prime Minister's family was unreliable and killed the person during the treatment.

He reported this part truthfully throughout, but wrote at the end: "This is strange, and it is really difficult for the student to handle."

This is to distance oneself from the situation, indicating that one has absolutely no way to deal with these extraordinary individuals in the cultivation world.

After finishing writing, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

However, his brows remained furrowed, and he could not calm down for a long time.

Once the ink on the paper had dried, he carefully folded it, placed it in an envelope, and left the study with it.

Yu Xiangke quipped, "After reading this letter, you probably won't be able to clear your name completely."

Su Baichen said nonchalantly, "Then I will never appear in the secular world again. Even if they know who I am, they can't do anything about it."

Yu Xiangke was taken aback, then sighed, "The advantage of good illusion magic is that you can do whatever you want."

"Come on, I'm a little tired from standing for so long. Let's go to the kitchen and find something to eat."

"The kitchen of this government office is the best in Linxian Prefecture. Since we're here, we can't miss it."

Su Baichen readily agreed and followed along to the kitchen to find something to eat.

This stranger from Yuxiang led him to the back kitchen of the government office, where a kitchen team was preparing breakfast.

"It seems we've arrived a bit early. But we'll be fine in a little while."

Yu Xiangke seemed very patient and persistent about this meal, not at all like a cultivator.

Su Baichen thought for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "Then I'll cast an illusion spell on them later."

The visitor from Yuxiang was surprised: "We're just here to get some food, why go to all that trouble?"

Su Baichen shook his head and said, "If someone tries to freeload, it will always seem suspicious, at least in terms of the quantity of food."

"I'll use illusion magic to make them do more."

The villager looked over: "Won't they notice if we do more?"

Su Baichen said, "With such a large mansion and the magistrate's family eating so extravagantly, there's a lot of swill generated every day. Who would care about such a small amount of waste?"

Yu Xiangke then understood Su Baichen's meaning and sensed something was amiss: "You don't mean you're planning to stay here permanently, do you?"

Su Baichen nodded: "After all, the food and accommodations here are good, and it's also convenient for gathering information."

"I won't leave until the Prime Minister's residence sends someone over again."

Yu Xiangke exclaimed once again, "This illusion technique is really useful; it makes me want to learn some illusion techniques myself."

While the two were chatting, the kitchen had already prepared the meal.

Those were all exquisite pastries, and fragrant meat porridge.

Su Baichen and Yu Xiangke each took a little and started eating.

After finishing their meal, Yu Xiangke prepared to leave.

He said, "It's rare to meet a junior like you with whom I can get along. If you need to find me in the future, go to the mountain god temple outside the city and call my name there. I'll know you've come to find me."

After saying that, he disappeared just as abruptly as he had appeared.

Su Baichen was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

It seems he has already established a good relationship with this senior figure who still retains worldly desires.

After eating and drinking his fill, Su Baichen got up and strolled around the government office before settling into a corner room.

No one usually comes here. Under the influence of the illusion, the servants will subconsciously avoid the area when they come to clean, which is enough to ensure that Su Baichen can stay here peacefully for a while.

In fact, when he discovered that the general trend of humanity had a suppressive effect on the cultivation world but no effect on him, it was actually more reassuring to stay in the home of such a high-ranking official.

After arranging these matters, he used his spiritual communication copper finger to connect with the primordial spirit of True Man Xuanding.

"Senior Uncle, I have obtained some information. Please take a look."

As he spoke, he transmitted all the official documents he had seen that night.

It's his own business to make his own judgment. He's already taken all the benefits, so he should still give him all the information he needs.

"Wait, all this stuff is making my head spin..."

To everyone's surprise, Master Xuanding was begging for mercy.

Giving away all the information from the entire night at once seems a bit overwhelming.