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Qingyang was walking on the street at an unhurried pace. If one were to observe him closely, they would notice that he was moving a few meters away with every step, his figure was like a swimming dragon as he moved freely on the crowded street.

"Oh? The pawn shop in front is it. " He raised his head to look at a shop on the corner of the street. The signboard was inscribed with the words "Ruyi Pawnshop".

When he walked into the pawnshop, he realized that there was no one else besides himself and the shop assistant behind the counter. He looked around and realized that the arrangement in the room was simple and the structure was ordinary.

"Sir, may I ask what you wish to pawn?" The shop assistant looked at Qingyang up and down, and immediately felt that this person had an extraordinary temperament, so he asked with a flattering smile.

"Oh? You can't do business without pawning things? " Qingyang smiled as he glanced at the shop assistant.

Qingyang's reply left the shop assistant speechless. If this pawnshop wasn't a pawnshop, then how could they do business?

"Customer, please don't joke with me. How can I do business if this pawnshop is not a pawnshop?" With a coy smile, the shop assistant replied.

"I don't think that person had any special items. Didn't he just go in just like that?" Qing Yang glanced at the back door and chuckled.

With a stern expression, the shop assistant naturally knew that Qingyang was not a merciful person and immediately became cautious, "Sir, if you are not here to do business, please leave."

"I also have a good piece of official wood. I wonder if your storekeeper wants it?" Staring at the nervous shop assistant, Qingyang said indifferently.

As soon as these words were spoken, the shop assistant's face changed. Since Azure Sun wasn't one of them, then he must be looking for trouble. Just as he was about to press the wooden handle under the counter, he was shocked to find that he couldn't move at all.

"I didn't expect there to be so many hidden traps in this small pawn shop." "Don't try to scream, or you'll die." After releasing his aura, the Houtian martial artist was no longer able to move. Qingyang looked at the protruding wood near the fellow's finger and sighed, "Speak, who are you people? A Houtian martial artist who comes here as an assistant is truly not small."

"You, who exactly are you?" The shop assistant stammered as he asked the calm middle-aged man in front of him.

"I should be the 'official' that middle-aged man spoke of." Qingyang suddenly appeared in front of the shop assistant and coldly said, "Tell me, who exactly are you?"

"I, I was just hired as a partner, I don't know anything!" Azure Sun's sudden movement shocked the shop assistant even more. What level of cultivation was this? How could he, a Houtian realm martial artist, deal with this?

Looking at the terrified face of the shop assistant, Qingyang suddenly felt a bit impatient. He gently placed one hand on the shop assistant's head. Under his terrified eyes, a ball of strange silver-grey flame suddenly rose from Qingyang's other hand.

In a moment, the silver-grey flame had wrapped the man up in China, burning him to ashes and leaving him with no time to even scream.

Shaking his hands in frustration, Qingyang discovered that his heart had become even more ferocious and bloodthirsty. If it was before, even if it was an enemy, he wouldn't have decisively killed them.

"Perhaps this is good as well. To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself." After all, this was the true nature of a Three-legged Golden Crow as a Demon Emperor.

Cultivation was something that defied the will of the heavens. If he suppressed his heart, not only would his cultivation not improve, it would cause his heart demon, and even his life. Qingyang naturally understood this, and he couldn't spare anyone who deserved to be killed.

"This time, I have to get to the bottom of this." With a wave of his hand, he closed the door. Qingyang looked at the pile of powder with disgust and walked straight toward the courtyard.

With his divine sense locked on the middle-aged man, Qingyang naturally heard the conversation between the two. Qingyang felt that it was laughable and infuriating that the man in black had said that he wanted to kill him. He couldn't even sense him with his divine sense, yet he still shamelessly said that he wanted to kill him.

The black-cloaked man's cultivation was indeed strong. He was a Xiantian Spirit Refinement expert, yet he was only a leader in this Pinggu Manor. It seemed that this mysterious force was not small. If the person in charge was a Spirit Refinement expert, then what about the county city?

However, this Spirit Refinement expert posed no threat to Qingyang. Qingyang actually looked forward to fighting an opponent with a higher cultivation realm. After all, he had yet to test out the might of this mutated Grand Sun Primordial Flame.

With that in mind, he took a few steps forward and arrived at the fake mountain rock. He lightly patted the protruding rock and the hidden passageway immediately appeared in front of Qingyang. Without any hesitation, Qingyang directly stepped into the hidden passageway.

Just as Qingyang entered the secret passageway, the black cloaked person naturally knew that someone had entered the secret passageway. Immediately, he stopped his conversation with the middle-aged man and muttered to himself with some doubt: "Who can come into the secret chamber at this moment? Could it be that Lu Feng was guarding the store properly? Could it be that there is something important to report? "

"Is Lu Feng the shop assistant in the pawn shop?" While he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a strange chuckle.

"Who is it?!" The black robed man suddenly stood up and looked toward the entrance of the passageway with a vigilant expression. The middle-aged man also stood up with a surprised expression and leaned towards the black cloaked man.

"Ta ta!"

With the soft sound of footsteps, Qingyang's figure appeared in the eyes of the two of them. However, the already dark room was unable to clearly see her appearance, but it was clearly not Lu Feng, who the black-cloaked person mentioned. His Spiritual Sense briefly scanned Qingyang, causing the black-cloaked person to be extremely surprised.

His cultivation base was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, but this person actually dared to come in front of him and was discovered by him after he made a sound. What did this mean? Either this person's cultivation was higher than his, and he had concealed his cultivation, or his ability to conceal his presence was not shallow.

Qingyang had obviously not come with good intentions. How could this unfriendly person, whose cultivation base was lower than his own, have come here to die in vain?

But the man in black was not an idiot. He frowned and snorted: "Who are you? Where is Lu Feng? "

"Lu Feng?" Back home. " With a smile, Qingyang glanced at the two of them who were on guard as he said indifferently.

"Go back home?" His brows were tightly knitted. A moment later, the black cloaked man said in shock and anger, "You actually killed him?"

The black-robed man was not shocked by the fact that Qingyang had killed the fellow. To him, killing a Houtian realm martial artist was not a painful task at all.

The reason for the black robed man's anger was that the middle-aged man had killed without him noticing. Even though he did not specialize in divine sense or soul, he was still a Spirit Refinement cultivator. Could it be that this person had already stepped into the Great Void?

He was already breaking out in a cold sweat. The man in black continued to ask in a cold voice, "I have never met you before. Have I not found the wrong person? "Who exactly are you?"

"Me?" He slowly took two steps forward, lifted his eyelids lazily, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled lightly: "I'm the one you just said you wanted to kill."