You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Northern Territory, Daliang Palace.

Eunuch Zhu was holding a whisk in his arm, followed by a group of eunuchs, directing them to place exquisite pastries on the table.

He looked up at Ye Xinglan who was sitting on the throne, and asked softly, "Your Majesty, the young prince has not sent back any news yet. Could it be that...something unexpected happened to him?"

Ye Xinglan slowly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and sneered: "Impossible, Liu Yuntian is just a mortal who can't build a foundation. Moreover, there is someone behind Ling'er, how could anything go wrong?"

Eunuch Zhu continued cautiously, "But, that little compass... the young prince has never used it. If an accident really happened, and the two of them were not teleported to the same place, but separated halfway..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp "pop" sound, and the wine glass in Ye Xinglan's hand suddenly shattered. Eunuch Zhu was shocked and shouted hurriedly: "Call the imperial physician!" Then, he knelt at Ye Xinglan's feet, hurriedly took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the remaining wine on Ye Xinglan's hands.

"No need."

Ye Xinglan withdrew his hand expressionlessly, his eyes as cold as ice. He picked up a piece of exquisite pastry from the table, examined it carefully for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Pass on my order to issue a wanted order in all counties in Daliang, and let the best painter in Daliang draw his portrait."

"promise."

Eunuch Zhu responded respectfully, and then quickly winked at the young eunuch next to him.

The young eunuch understood what he meant and nodded quickly, then bowed carefully and left the hall.

Ye Xinglan sat on the dragon chair, his eyes deep and sharp. He sighed softly and asked calmly, "By the way, how is the search at Liu Mansion going?"

As he spoke, he put the pastry to his mouth, took a light bite, and savored the flavor carefully.

When Eunuch Zhu heard this, his face turned pale instantly and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He knelt on the ground in fear, kowtowed repeatedly and apologized, saying in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I deserve to die! We did not find any valuable items in Liu Yuntian's mansion... not even a spiritual stone."

"Pooh!"

Ye Xinglan suddenly stood up from his seat in anger and threw the cake in his hand away fiercely.

His eyes widened with anger, and he shouted, "What a bunch of rubbish! How could the people of the Immortal Sect eat this kind of thing? Hasn't white sugar been developed yet?"

"The craftsman used the old method to extract sugar water from the sweet fruit, but there were a lot of impurities..."

Eunuch Zhu said with his forehead pressed against the ground, his body trembling slightly. He raised his head carefully, peeked at Ye Xinglan's expression, and then continued tremblingly: "Salt is the same... It has completely turned into a white paste and cannot be made into salt grains..."

Suddenly, Ye Xinglan laughed like a madman, his laughter echoing throughout the whole hall, and then he sat back on the dragon throne abruptly.

He laughed and muttered to himself, "Hahaha, Liu Yuntian! You are on guard against me, you are really good at this!!!"

At this moment, a report came from outside the door: "Master Wangqing of Qingyun Mountain, Abbot Faming of the Buddhist Sect, and Master Li Feng of Yueyang Pavilion have arrived!"

After hearing the news, Ye Xinglan came back to his senses in an instant, and his expression became serious. He stared quietly outside the hall, was silent for a moment, and then waved his hand to let them in.

Eunuch Zhu understood what he meant, quickly got up from the ground, and walked quickly to one side of the hall and stood there.

"Hahaha, I come here uninvited, I hope Brother Ye won't blame me!"

Li Feng from Yueyang Pavilion had not arrived yet, but his hearty laughter had already come in from outside. Ye Xinglan tidied his clothes and sat upright on the dragon chair with an extremely solemn expression.

The next moment, three people walked in from outside the hall, led by Li Feng.

"What brings you three here? " Ye Xinglan asked in a flat voice with a blank expression on his face.

"Junior Brother Ye, are you trying to play dumb?"

Master Wang Qing said sarcastically, "You agreed to set up a trap for Liu Yuntian and asked us to help. Your nephew beat my disciple half to death. Now that Liu Yuntian has just left, are you planning to turn your back on me?"

Ye Xinglan suppressed his anger and slowly closed his eyes, "I said, give me some time."

"No need!"

Master Wang Qing walked to the bottom of the dragon platform with dragon-like steps and looked up at Ye Xinglan. "My Qingyun Sect wants 30% of the two rounds of sugar and salt left by Liu Yuntian."

"Amitabha, the Buddhist sect is based on compassion. I am not greedy and will only take 20% to save the world and benefit the people."

"Then my Yueyang Pavilion only needs one success."

Ye Xinglan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and trembled with anger. He held the armrest tightly with both hands, "Your Yueyang Pavilion is only here to prevent any accidents. Besides, your Yueyang Pavilion didn't do anything at all, so why do you want 10%?!"

Li Feng smiled and narrowed his eyes. His voice was as cheerful as ever. "Brother Ye, what are you talking about? Since Brother Ye has invited Li," his voice became colder, but the smile on his face did not diminish. "Then whether Li pays or not... you have to give it to him."

Ye Xinglan suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the three people, and said angrily, "You three sects are bullying me, aren't you afraid..."

"Are you afraid of your National Defense Army? Hahaha!" Li Feng interrupted Ye Xinglan with a big laugh, "When Liu Yuntian was still here, we still respected you. How much combat power does your National Defense Army have now?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," he shook his head and smacked his lips, glancing at Ye Xinglan with disdain, "Liu Yuntian is missing, the monkeys scatter when the tree falls, the National Defense Army is in turmoil, some die, some escape, and the sixteen Jindan guards of Jinyi who can fight against Yuanying together are gone, what else do we have to be afraid of?"

"It's you, Ye Xinglan, who should open your eyes and see the situation clearly. A man who knows the current situation is a hero!"

Li Feng paced in the hall with his hands behind his back, his mockery was self-evident, "Li really can't understand why Liu Yuntian treats you so well. If it were Li, you wouldn't even be able to touch a spiritual stone, let alone the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."

"The world of immortal cultivation is not something that a loser like you can play with. You use all your resources to build up your cultivation. Do you really think you are a genius?"

Seeing that the two sides were getting more aggressive and were about to fight, Fa Ming quickly stepped out to mediate, "Amitabha."

"Fellow Daoist Ye and Fellow Daoist Li, please don't hurt the relationship. Liu Yuntian alone has overwhelmed the four sects. Both us and Daliang are actually the victims. Now that Liu Yuntian is missing, good days are coming for us. Why bother to create conflicts here?"

"Your good days are coming!" Ye Xinglan slammed the table and stood up, glaring at the three people, "Okay, you want it? Both fields are given to you! Just go and take over!"

[ps: Starting from today, there will be three chapters a day, and there will be two more chapters later. Thanks to the inspiration capsule from "Xuanhaifang City's Madarame Ikkaku" Yifather, mua mua. 】