91: Return

And it was at this moment.

Wei Shen Senior gave a wave of his wide sleeve and leaped onto his fly-whisk.

"Is this... Flight through the void?" Li Changfeng's brow furrowed as he watched the direction Wei Shen Senior had departed in.

"It really is Immortal Power!"

"What a 'farewell, until we meet again by fate'!"

Li Changfeng let out a sigh.

Trying to find someone who appeared and disappeared so mysteriously was harder than climbing to the heavens.

"Forget it, forget it. I still have serious business to attend to!" Li Changfeng waved his sleeve and strode away.

At this time, Li Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back, gliding through the air.

Spiritual Wave trailed behind Li Changfeng.

In this moment.

Qing Wu and the soldiers looked up, watching Li Changfeng as he flew through the air, all of them showing looks of astonishment.

"This kid! He can fly!"

"He has no Spiritual Qi, yet he can fly!"

"Could this person's Realm have already reached the state of Immortal Power?"

"Holy crap, he's that powerful!"

Qing Wu's mouth hung open in surprise, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

If Qing Wu could also reach such a Realm...

There would have been no need to follow Mulan Manor long ago. At that point, he could have done whatever he pleased.

The soldiers gripped their Sharp Weapons, a cold glint flashing in their eyes.

At this moment, the soldiers were secretly feeling relieved that they hadn't offended this fellow.

"It's a good thing we didn't fight this guy!"

"Otherwise, wouldn't we all have died here!"

"I don't want to die! That would have been a real problem." The soldiers sucked in a breath of cold air.

The soldiers voiced their opinions; they certainly didn't want their lives taken away.

Li Changfeng swept over the heads of these soldiers, casting a downward glance.

Immediately after.

Li Changfeng flew through the air, passing over the city gates.

Finally, Li Changfeng returned to the Pharmacy, where Situ Jiu was still waiting on the bed.

"Master, you're back!" The moment Nan Qingyue opened the door, a familiar figure entered her sight.

Nan Qingyue was overjoyed. She moved with light steps and threw herself into Li Changfeng's arms.

A delicate fragrance wafted over.

Li Changfeng once again felt that soft sensation.

This little vixen really is provocative!

"Alright, alright, don't be so excited." Li Changfeng reached out and patted Nan Qingyue's small head.

"How is Situ Jiu?"

"Is he any better?"

Li Changfeng pulled Nan Qingyue over to Situ Jiu's side.

At this moment, Li Changfeng's brow was tightly furrowed as he let out a long sigh.

"It's still the same. Situ Jiu hasn't woken up; it's like he's just asleep." The light in Nan Qingyue's eyes instantly dimmed.

"Mm, let's go. We'll head to the Auction House and buy the Seven-Colored Powder." Li Changfeng sighed.

After a long while.

Li Changfeng turned around and looked around the room, but he didn't see Nie Mingjue.

Li Changfeng's brow furrowed. "Where is Nie Mingjue?"

"He was just here, how is he gone?" Nan Qingyue pouted, thinking carefully.

"Forget it, we won't wait for him. There's no time." Li Changfeng waved his sleeve.

Li Changfeng suddenly strode out and stood before the door.

He had no idea where Nie Mingjue had gone.

Situ Jiu's condition couldn't be delayed.

It was better to make arrangements early!

"But Master, we aren't waiting for Nie Mingjue? What if he comes back and can't find us?" A flash of thought crossed Nan Qingyue's mind as she suddenly remembered this.

Then.

Li Changfeng didn't waste words; he reached out and grabbed Nan Qingyue.

The two left the private room and headed straight for the first-floor hall!

"Enough, let's just go first. We'll deal with Nie Mingjue when he gets back." Li Changfeng pulled Nan Qingyue along.

"If Nie Mingjue can't find us, he should stay in the private room and wait for us to return."

"No need to worry."

Li Changfeng consoled her.

The most important thing right now was the Auction House—to buy the Seven-Colored Powder.

Only then could Li Changfeng save Situ Jiu.

"Okay, fine, let's go then." Nan Qingyue nodded vigorously.

At this moment, Nan Qingyue was quite obedient. She gave an affirmative response and came to Li Changfeng's side.

Then.

Li Changfeng didn't dawdle either; he pulled Nan Qingyue out of the Pharmacy.

On the long street, the commoners were in a state of panic.

Li Changfeng looked from afar and found that these people were all packing their belongings. From the looks of it, they were planning to flee.

"Master, what do you think is going on?" Nan Qingyue was puzzled. "Why are these commoners leaving?"

Nan Qingyue looked around; judging by their posture, they were definitely fleeing for their lives!

What on earth was in this Yizhou City that would make them so afraid?

Could the city be under siege!

"The Yang Family's only son is dead, and the Young Lord of Mulan Manor is dead. Yizhou City is about to fall into chaos!" Li Changfeng's face was grim; his expression was not good.

"What!" Nan Qingyue cried out in shock!

"Then it's really no wonder!"

"Once Mulan Manor hears of this, they certainly won't let it rest! They will definitely find the killer!"

Nan Qingyue let out a long sigh. Yizhou City was likely finished.

The Young Lord of Mulan Manor had died here.

This would surely draw the wrath of Mulan Manor!

"So we also need to be faster. Heal Situ Jiu, and then we leave this place." Li Changfeng felt uneasy.

Although he wasn't the one who killed the Young Lord of Mulan Manor, it was still related to him.

If the people of Mulan Manor learned of Li Changfeng's whereabouts...

Those Mulan Manor Disciples would surely take action!

"Yes, I'll do whatever Master says! Hehe." Nan Qingyue gave a sweet smile.

Nan Qingyue moved with light steps, leaning in once more to press her softness against Li Changfeng.

Feeling the sensation, Li Changfeng sucked in a breath of cold air and tried his best to calm himself.

This girl isn't very old.

How is her figure so hot?

"Uh, okay, let's go then?" Li Changfeng gave an awkward smile.

Li Changfeng struggled to control himself. Once he calmed down, he turned back to look at Nan Qingyue.

Then.

Nan Qingyue nodded vigorously.

Li Changfeng took Nan Qingyue and headed straight for the Auction House.

In Yizhou City, the commoners' steps were very hurried as they packed their bags and headed out of the city.

The wrath of Mulan Manor would surely affect Yizhou City.

The commoners in the city naturally wouldn't stay to suffer the fallout of that anger.

Bang.

With a loud thud.

An old man fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, Li Changfeng hurried forward. "Old gentleman, are you alright?"

Li Changfeng helped the old man up, feeling somewhat concerned.

Nan Qingyue also stepped forward, following closely behind.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, just a fall." The old man coughed several times and slowly stood up.

Seeing that the old man's health wasn't very good.

Li Changfeng became even more careful.

"Alright, where are you headed?" Li Changfeng looked up toward the city gates. "Out of the city?"

"Yes, this city is no longer safe to stay in. You two should leave quickly as well." The old man let out a

sigh.

At this moment, the old man's face looked terrible, as if he had suddenly aged ten years.