Fairy, help me cultivate.

He thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure out what was going on. How could the Golden Dragon Ancestor have been captured?

He couldn't just leave like this; he needed news of Jiu Luo.

However, Jiang Bailin's current attitude is also a problem. We can't afford to start another internal conflict with her in the enemy's territory, can we?

After much deliberation, Chen Yao decided to avoid her for now, find out the truth of the matter, and then explain things to her.

She's not an unreasonable person, she's just angry right now...

As Chen Yao walked among the pillars, away from the crowd, a mocking laugh broke his reverie.

He turned his head and saw Song Qin walking over with a gossipy look on her face.

Chen Yao had no time for this kind of game with her, feeling annoyed: "If you want to share some secrets, or find someone to kill time, then you've come to the wrong person. I don't have time for you."

Song Qin looked disappointed, but did not turn to leave. She then smiled and said, "That's a real pity. I thought you would be interested in this secret. I originally thought that you and Fang Xiang had a good relationship and would be worried about her safety."

Chen Yao stopped in his tracks.

Song Qin's face lit up with gossip: "Am I right!"

"What secret?"

"Your secret, your secret of stirring up infighting among the nobles of Jinchang."

Song Qin approached Chen Yao, her face showing an unprecedented seriousness.

This is not the kind of expression that should appear on someone like her.

What are you saying?

Song Qin snorted: "Do you know what kind of person has the biggest advantage at a banquet like this? It's someone who poses no threat but also possesses a lot of secrets. Someone like me. Sometimes, information itself is a valuable resource. It allows you to quietly approach anyone you want to approach, and it can give you all sorts of unexpected advantages without you even realizing it."

“You are using me, but you don’t know that I am also using you.”

Chen Yao looked at her intently, somewhat surprised. Why had she revealed her secret to him?

Song Qin saw this: "We are a small family, and we are bound to become victims in the infighting among the nobles. I hope to have a way out. Since you dare to come to Jinchang City and stir up trouble, it means that you are not weak. I'm betting my fortune on you."

Chen Yao did not respond, and it was unclear whether what she said was true or false.

"This is a token of my sincerity to you, and also a demonstration of my strength: tonight, the woman impersonating Fang Xiang will be surrounded and killed by a group of people."

Chapter 144 Battle of the Tower

Stepping into the dark, long corridor, Jiang Bailin forgot all about the music playing in the banquet hall and the silent atmosphere.

Da-da, da-da.

Her delicate feet tapped the silver high-heeled sandals on the blue brick floor, producing an extremely crisp sound.

Each sound seemed to strike her heart.

sorry……

Jiang Bailin is not one to drag things out, but she felt guilty and had a faint regret for deliberately accusing and distorting Yu Dingyi (Chen Yao).

But she had no choice but to do it.

Since even the Golden Dragon Ancestor was captured by Pang Xi's scheme, what could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly do?

Even if he has some unusual talismans, even if he may still have some trump cards that he hasn't revealed to others, his cultivation level cannot be faked.

I can't drag you down with me any further.

Her cheeks felt slightly itchy. She wiped them with her slender fingers and realized they were her own tears. She was stunned for a moment.

He then sniffed and laughed: "The only one in this world who can make me cry is you, kid. Humph, did you have eight lifetimes of good luck?"

Jiang Bailin pinched the topknot of his head and tore off his disguise.

Ahead in the dimly lit courtyard, the city lord's cultivators stood ready, crowding the exit.

……

I don't understand what you're talking about.

Chen Yao looked at Song Qin.

Song Qin chuckled and raised an eyebrow at him: "I bet the reason she deliberately broke ties with you is because she's afraid you'll die with her, right? Ha, men are all the same, keep fooling yourself!"

"You don't need to provoke me."

Song Qin looked Chen Yao up and down, a slightly satisfied expression on her face: "The fact that you could say that shows you're not a heartless person. Go save her! If you're too late, she might just walk right into our trap."

She turned and left, pointing to the courtyard on her left to indicate the direction to Chen Yao.

Chen Yao thought for a moment: "If she can't even handle this, how can I save her?"

Song Qin paused in her tracks, turned back to look at him one last time: "I don't know why, but I just believe you can save her. A woman's intuition is sometimes the most accurate."

"Of course, if you all die there, it just means I was unlucky and bet on the wrong horse this time. But if you survive, remember to come find me; I still have many deals to do with you."

After saying that, she disappeared behind the pillar.

For some reason, Chen Yao believed Song Qin's words.

Perhaps the logic in her words made sense, or perhaps Jiang Bailin, as she described, could indeed have done such a thing.

So he turned and walked toward the entrance to the courtyard, walking faster and faster.

As you walk into the long and wide courtyard, all the sounds in the banquet hall seem to be shrouded in a hazy and distorted color, gradually becoming faint and dim.

It's so quiet here you could hear a pin drop.

Chen Yao started jogging, then ran wildly, and then flew close to the ground.

As he reached the end of the courtyard path, a strong smell of blood assaulted his senses.

Chen Yao stared intently at the tightly closed door, which was covered in blood and flesh, the blood still warm.

He focused his energy and unleashed his attack, a loud "bang" echoing far and wide, yet the door remained completely still.

The sword energy slashed upwards, and a blue light shield rose above the gate, its patterns resembling shattered porcelain.

He was placed under a restriction, a restriction exceeding Chen Yao's current strength.

He believed Song Qin's words even more now.

Putting aside his friendship with Jiang Bailin, just to find Jiu Luo's whereabouts, he couldn't do without her, and even without the Golden Dragon Ancestor.

He has to try to save them.

Chen Yao stopped in the pool of blood and looked around. He noticed a row of round windows on the courtyard wall, which was several feet high. At a height of about ten feet above him, a blue barrier with broken porcelain patterns lit up, its color much darker than the gate.

Chen Yao turned around, with his back to the gate, and sprinted back the way he came. He jumped, released his spiritual energy, and rushed upwards.

With a flash of silver light, the blade of the immortal sword spun in the air, creating a blindingly cold light, and the sound of shattering echoed everywhere as the restrictions in mid-air were broken.

Chen Yao's momentum showed no signs of slowing down, and he charged straight toward the round window.

In the silent, dark night sky, a shattering explosion rang out from the top of a spire in the City Lord's Mansion. Chen Yao's figure sprang out, twisted in mid-air, and ascended to the top of the spire.

At this moment, his consciousness was also freed.

He sensed intense fluctuations of spiritual energy in the tower to his left.

It must be there.

The immortal sword in Chen Yao's hand flew out and shoveled at his feet, carrying him into the night sky and shooting rapidly toward the skylight of the tower.

The monotonous sound of something cutting through the air suddenly became a chorus, and a strong gust of wind rose from the right rear.

Chen Yao straddled the ground, riding his immortal sword sideways past.

A beam of eerie green light grazed his right side and struck the tower in front of him, shattering the tower's bricks into pieces.

The green light flew back and landed in the attacker's hand.

Chen Yao turned around to face the enemy head-on.

"You really are spies."

The newcomer was Lü Ke, who was wearing a high-level battle armor.

She wasn't thin, but wearing such a suit of scales made her look exceptionally robust.

Chen Yao reached out and summoned the immortal sword from beneath his feet back into his hand, landing it on the city wall connecting the two towers.

Lu Ke looked down at Chen Yao, snorted, and flicked the green light in his hand, which transformed into a long spear with a waving flag.

The flag depicts a large, green serpent, thrashing about menacingly, ready to devour anyone it sees.

"How dare you, you tiny ant!"

As soon as Lü Ke finished speaking, the gun was fired.

The strong wind caused Chen Yao's hair to come undone and her cheeks to sting.

Instead of taking the spear head-on, he dodged to the side by leaping and simultaneously slashed out with his immortal sword to block it.

A sickening clang of metal clashing erupted, and a spear veered off course and slammed into the ground, sending a cloud of blue bricks flying.

Chen Yao's hand went numb. He regained his footing and used his sword to protect himself.

Lu Ke sheathed his spear, the spear flag fluttering in the air.

"one time."

She was counting, intending to kill Chen Yao within three moves.

Chen Yao stretched out his other hand, and the fiery red spirit jade sword appeared.

A flash of disgust crossed Lü Ke's eyes: "Heretical and evil!"

The spear rose again, sweeping across the air, and a streak of eerie green light shot towards Chen Yao, blocking all his escape routes in all directions.

However, just when she thought she had won, Chen Yao's figure suddenly and mysteriously disappeared.

A flash of panic crossed Lü Ke's eyes. At the same time, the sharp sound of blades cutting through the air rang out behind both ears. On one side, the sword energy was fierce, and on the other side, the air felt like it was on fire.

She opened her mouth.

A violent roar of air echoed above the city lord's mansion tower, lifting the churning, dark clouds in the sky.

The fire and sword energy were also thrown back.