The Strongest Qi Refiner

"A victor of such low character..."

"Even if you don't drive them away, I will order them to be driven away."

Nuo Ling lowered his head, twisted his hands together, and made no sound.

At this time, the city lord on the high platform turned to look at Fang Yu.

"The reason why I came back early today is because I heard that today's winner is more powerful than the previous winners." The city lord smiled, "In addition, he doesn't seem to be bothered by the ugly appearance you disguised earlier. When I left, I was not intimidated by the room you set up."

"Therefore, I wanted to meet him in person."

Things don't seem quite right.

Fang Yu's heart moved slightly, with a vague premonition.

Nuo Ling, who was sitting opposite, was trembling slightly at the moment.

"Dong Xiaoqiang, you are not from this city, where is your hometown?" The city lord looked at Fang Yu and asked.

Fang Yu's eyes changed slightly, he thought for a while, and replied: "My hometown... the city lord may not even know it, it's a very remote place."

"Hehe, heroes don't ask for a way out." The city lord laughed, "When I was young, I was worthless and unknown."

Fang Yu kept nodding his head after bringing up this topic.

In the following time, the city lord did not continue to ask about Fang Yu's background, but turned to ask about hobbies and other things.

Fang Yu's identity was false, so everything he answered was naturally false.

"After you marry Ling'er, I will let you serve as a bodyguard in my personal guard." The city lord said, "From here, how high you can climb in the end depends on your ability."

For some reason, as the city lord said, it seemed inevitable that Fang Yu would marry Nuo Ling.

This was different from what Fang Yu expected.

How could this city lord so confidently hand over his daughter to an unknown object who came through a martial arts competition?

His daughter Nuo Ling doesn't look like she can't get married.

Could this be the way of thinking of the Shadow Clan people or... customs?

"Uh... Lord City Master, I don't think you need to be too anxious about the marriage." Fang Yu glanced at Nuo Ling and said.

"Why, you don't like Ling'er? Or...do you have a problem with me?" the city lord asked with a frown.

"Of course it's not because of these reasons, but... Ling'er may not like me. After all, getting married is a major event in life. I think it depends on what Linger thinks..." Fang Yu said.

"What does this mean? In our Shadow Clan, matters of marriage have always been decided by the father!" Cheng Master scolded with a straight face, "Ling'er can have her own ideas, but it doesn't matter."

Hearing these words, Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

On the other hand, Nuo Ling buried his head in his chest, and judging from his trembling shoulders, he was already crying.

"Tonight, I will ask the matchmaker to come and set the wedding date. Until then, you should stay in the mansion."

After speaking, the city lord got up, walked to a door behind, and disappeared.

"This city lord is really strong... a marriage was decided in just a few words?" Fang Yu raised his brows and slandered.

At this time, there was a burst of suppressed crying in the lobby.

Fang Yu frowned, got up and walked to Nuo Ling, and said with true energy: "What are you crying for? Have you forgotten my purpose?"

Nuo Ling raised his head and looked at Fang Yu with tears in his eyes.

"Go and get me a map now, and I'll leave as soon as I get it," Fang Yu said.

The situation has changed, and the city lord insists on getting Fang Yu and Nuo Ling to marry... Then he can only cut the mess quickly and achieve the goal first.

As for the consequences, I don't care, and I will talk about it later.

Hearing Fang Yu's words, hope appeared in Nuo Ling's beautiful eyes, and she immediately wiped away her tears and stood up.

"You promise...you will leave immediately after you get the map!" Nuo Ling bit his lip and said.

"Of course, I promise. Once I get the map, I'll leave right away. Even your father can't stop me." Fang Yu replied.

"Okay, I'm going to ask my father for a map now...you wait for me in the yard outside, I'll be back soon." Nuo Ling wiped his tears again, and then quickly walked towards the door that the city lord walked in.

Fang Yu was not in a hurry, walked out of the lobby, stood where he was, and looked up at the sky.

Although he came to a new plane, the astronomical weather such as sunrise and sunset, and moonlight at night showed no obvious difference, and still existed.

At this time, it was evening, and the sky was full of red clouds.

"This is the upper plane...it's not much different from the earth." Fang Yu thought to himself.

He originally thought that the upper plane was the fairy world, with fairy energy floating everywhere and fairy light blooming.

But at present, this scenario does not exist.

"By the way... the original half-spirit world was not imitated by Dao Kong after seeing the fairy world when he was practicing in the holy courtyard... The scene there is similar to the fairy world depicted in the legend." Fang Yu Frowning his eyes, he thought to himself, "If you think so... what Daokong saw back then was actually the real fairy world, not just the upper plane!?"

"Then where is the fairy world...? Will it exist on the Great Tianchen Star? Or...does it exist on this plane?"

If it is said that the fairyland is a place that is more difficult to reach than the upper plane, but Daokong saw it in the holy courtyard...

Then, it can further confirm the lofty and unfathomable existence behind the will of the Holy Court.

After all, the Holy Court is the embodiment of the will of the Holy Court, and the will of the Holy Court... According to Li Huoyu, it is formed by the power released by many terrifying beings that are difficult to reach.

Therefore... Even the laws of the plane must be tolerant, and even cooperate with the will of the Holy Court.

"What is behind the will of the Holy Court?"

Fang Yu fell into deep thought.

He originally thought that after ascension, many problems could be solved easily.

But now it seems that many problems have not been solved, but have become more complicated.

This might be the meaning of what the crazy old man said to him in the dream.

"Ascension is just a starting point..."

"Tat-tat-tat..."

Fang Yu was still thinking, when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind him, pulling him out of his thoughts.

Fang Yu immediately turned around, and saw Nuo Ling who was trotting towards him.

In her hand, she held a roll of paper.

It should be a map.

"I got it." Nuo Ling handed Fang Yu the map in his hand.

Fang Yu took it and unfolded the map.

The content of the map is very simple, even a bit crude.

And the map does not cover a large area, only twelve cities can be seen on it.

On the top of the map, there is a line of unintelligible text.

"What does this line of characters represent?" Fang Yu asked, pointing to this line of characters.

Nuo Ling leaned over, and said, "The icon of the western boundary of the shadow clan."

After speaking, she frowned again, looked at Fang Yu and asked, "Are you illiterate?"

"Yes, the family is poor and has never studied." Fang Yu replied.

Between words, Fang Yu rolled up the map and held it in his hand.

"Okay, you've completed the task, and I got what I wanted, then... one shot and two parts." Fang Yu said to Nuo Ling.

"How do you get out..." Nuo Ling asked.

"The map is indeed what you want... It seems that I have to re-examine your identity."

At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded in the yard.

This voice is very familiar...it is from the city lord.

Nuo Ling's face instantly turned pale.

"Tat-tat-tat..."

At this time, hundreds of black-armored soldiers suddenly appeared in the courtyard, surrounding Fang Yu and Nuo Ling in the center.

The city lord walked out of the lobby with his hands behind his back, staring at Fang Yu and the map in his hand.

"What a bastard who doesn't know how to live or die, dare to infiltrate our City Lord's Mansion..." the City Lord said coldly.

"If you're smart, you should have found out by now." Fang Yu smiled, "Now I'm leaving, how can you stop me?"

"Oh, I'd like to see... how you can escape from this place!" The city lord snorted coldly and said.

"It's as easy as turning the palm of your hand." Fang Yu smiled lightly.

"Whoosh!"

In the next second, he disappeared in place.

"bass!"

A ray of light lit up on the ground of the entire City Lord's Mansion, and then dissipated in an instant.

The city lord, Nuo Ling, and the surrounding black-armored soldiers were all stunned.

No one reacted.

Fang Yu just disappeared before their eyes so abruptly.

"...The big formation in the mansion clearly reacted, why didn't they stop him!?" The city lord reacted with a gloomy expression on his face.