Perspective Medical Genius Young Master-Chapter 1690 - 1681: Dare Not Overlook

Watching Ao Cangsheng step down the stairs, four guards simultaneously bowed and saluted, their actions polite in themselves.

The arrogant Cangsheng did not look at these people again, smiled faintly, and walked into the deep night.

In the remaining three days, the arrogant Cangsheng stayed on the battlefield. Besides teaching the art of Zhan Feng, he also accelerated the practice of fire control.

Some time ago, arrogant Cangsheng, although having practiced fire control, had not mastered it due to time constraints.

Now, with the Alchemist’s Scriptures, he must thoroughly master the method to control the Imperial fire in case it becomes necessary.

Meanwhile, Long Yingshui has been busy with mundane matters these days. Arrogant Cangsheng requires fifty-three soldiers, a system that cannot be successfully applied in just one or two days.

After participating in the sacred alchemy ceremony, he must hand all fifty soldiers over to the arrogant Cangsheng.

Thousands of miles away, amidst stormy weather, Mo Yan received news of battle the next day.

Realizing that the person inviting him was truly arrogant, Mo Xuexue dared not ignore it.

Gradually instructed some disciples to go directly to fight with the Heavenly Palace.

Three days passed by quickly.

The arrogant Cangsheng nodded: "That’s my husband’s surname, Yi!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man waved his hand to the seven people behind him and laughed: "Master Yi, we were sent by His Highness to handle their conflicts. The alchemy password starts in over half an hour!"

Arrogantly smiling, he glanced at the eight people in front of him. Among them, two middle-aged men in purple tops seemed to be in a strong natural environment.

The rest were guards in silver armor. They looked like you, being the recent nine-time violators of orders at the border.

After Kui Wu spoke, another lean middle-aged man respectfully said: "Gao Wang is indisposed. His inability to meet Master Yi personally implies hope that Master Yi won’t be surprised!"

Arrogant Cangsheng waved his hand, "No problem. His Highness’ intentions are good!"

With gusto, they strode toward the seven Heaven Gate, heading to the royal plaza, 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The eight followed closely, stepping respectfully on the path of arrogance.

Nine people passed through, surrounded by brocade guards and alchemists who excitedly fled to the royal square.

To avoid crowding, arrogant Cangsheng was led into a specially arranged alley by the eight shortly after entering the Imperial City.

Once in the alley, the bustling disappeared, leaving only a hollow silence.

After crossing two alleys, a group of black-clad figures suddenly appeared in front of the arrogant and pale Cangsheng.

The ones in black, one wore a long black shirt and a hat on his head.

If this were within the Imperial City, the arrogant Cangsheng would definitely think these people were alchemists from the Heavenly War Cabinet.

From the moment they appeared, they approached the arrogant Cangsheng, their faces covered by hats, leaving the arrogant Cangsheng unable to see their faces clearly.

There were twelve of them in total, walking a great length, but the arrogance had already noted their formidable presence.

Suddenly, a dozen black-clad figures appeared opposite, even the eight who followed the arrogant showed surprise.

This road was specially prepared by the Third Prince to welcome Master Yi, with no others involved being reasonable.

Yet, suddenly the twelve black-clad figures appeared facing them, their immense power reminded the eight subordinates of the Third Prince.

If something happened to Master Yi at the foot of the Imperial City, others would wander without nourishment.

Thinking of this, a burly middle-aged man quietly reminded the arrogant Cangsheng: "Master Yi, be careful. If something changes, let its contradiction leave this place first!"

Zhou, liking to wear energetically, suddenly turned, his eyes like a hawk, quickly signaling someone nearby.

Originally, these people followed the arrogant Cangsheng with respect. Seeing those in black opposite, the eight quickly changed positions, enclosing the arrogant Cangsheng in the center.

Instantly, the previously quiet alley filled with a chillingly destructive aura.

Under arrogant and vigilant protection, the eight moved step by step.

Seeing this, the opposing people maintained their rhythm, as if completely unaware of the different situation in front, still walking unhurriedly toward the arrogant Cangsheng.

Twenty Zhang!

Ten Zhang!

Five Zhang!

Yes.

As the distance shortened, the pressure on the eight on the arrogant side rose sharply.

Now, they were ready to fight directly, waiting quietly for a sudden attack.

Everyone knows that calm before the storm is the most unnerving.

The quieter it is now, the more daunting what’s to come.

One Zhang!

Finally, in terror, the arrogant Cangsheng collided with the black-clad figures.

At this time, the nerves of the eight were almost strung too tightly.

It’s said that with even a slight unusual sound, they’d attack the front with frenzy.

However, unexpectedly, the silence continued.

In the panic, the arrogant Cangsheng and twelve black-clad figures just brushed past each other.

In the broad alley, no conflict occurred between the two sides, and they passed each other so quietly.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle—"

Not until the twelve in black were completely left behind did the eight guarding the arrogant faintly hear their footsteps.

Breathing a long sigh of relief after the false alarm. At this moment, with kung fu, the whole world almost reached its peak.

The closer you are to T.

Ao Cangsheng isn’t foolish. If one intended harm, they could have been too late to notice the threat.

He’s alive now because initially, that person didn’t intend to kill him, perhaps he’s still safe.

Suddenly, Tua Sha began, quickly ending. As the twelve blacks reappeared before Aocang Temple, another path quieted.

If not for eight dismembered bodies lying on the ground, arrogant Cangsheng would truly feel it was all a surreal dream.

"Who are you?"

Seeing themselves surrounded by death, arrogance, and indifference.

"You don’t need to know who I am. Just know we seek you, Master Yi!"

Upon hearing arrogant Cangsheng’s words, a black-clad person beside him suddenly spoke loudly.

"How about this elder? Speak!"

The arrogant Cangsheng now calm, as if accustomed to storms.

The twelve saw the world, not fearing it.

He mocked the man in black clothes: "No need, like inviting Master Yi for a drink."

"A few drinks? Ha, ha, ha!"

The arrogant Cangsheng laughingly looked at those around said: "Having some drinks, needing a fight, hitting one’s eyes wide!"

"If common people, not so festive, yet in Yi’s high position, it’s not as bleak!"

Leading blacks stood shoulder to shoulder, yet tone without warmth.

Hearing this, the arrogant Cangsheng couldn’t help but laugh. Surprisingly, clothes near an old husband’s house can provide such strong sleep, intriguing many overnight journeys!"

"Since this journey hasn’t earned much, Master Yi’s invitation, I think Master Yi won’t refuse us!"

Silvery voice appeared again, blacks waved leading hands as the arrogant evaders suddenly leapt aside.

With no choice, Cangsheng pursued persistently.

Suddenly, he tossed his heart aside, long sleeves leaving, starting to proceed forward.

The leader of the black-clads walked shoulder to shoulder with Ao Cangsheng, others split into teams, accompanying Cangsheng at both sides during departure.

This group moved quietly across three or four alleys, finally reaching a teahouse.

Thus, despite Ao Cangsheng’s unchanged expression, internally, he mulled the identities of those beside.

No need to say, solely based on their power, ordinary families couldn’t decide.

Like Ao Cangsheng, none of them encountered, rather encountering people from the Tang Dynasty.