Chapter 1808: The Ancient Saint Lanya

"I want to enter the bedchamber and find the dragon blood. Do you have any methods?"

Zhang Xuan continued to ask.

"This is not easy. After the Spirit Emperor was injured, even I cannot easily enter the bedchamber! Now only the Ancient Saint Lanya can freely go back and forth. The Spirit Emperor's specific condition may only be known to him!"

Pausing for a moment, the Ancient Saint Moling continued, "This ancient saint has followed the Spirit Emperor since childhood and is his most loyal subordinate. Although he only possesses the strength of a first-level bloodline continuation, he holds an extremely high status within the Spirit Emperor's lineage!"

Zhang Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Can we find a way to lure him out... and kill him?"

Since this person could enter the bedchamber, why not deal with him like 'Wutao'—kill him, disguise oneself as him, and infiltrate?

The alien spirits were combatants under the Chen Spirit Emperor; killing more of them brought no guilt at all!

"Kill?"

Not expecting this guild leader to be so ruthless, the Ancient Saint Moling's mouth twitched, revealing a worried expression. "Killing him is not difficult, but if the Spirit Emperor detects it, we might all fall into a pursuit and find it hard to escape..."

Given how much the Spirit Emperor valued the Ancient Saint Lanya, if he truly died, wouldn't he turn the entire royal city upside down?

Zhang Xuan hesitated for a moment, then said, "As long as we prepare in advance, no one will find out!"

Seeking the dragon blood was like stabbing a knife into the opponent's body; when one has many fleas, they no longer itch, so there was nothing to care about.

"Alright, I'll make arrangements now!"

Nodding, the Ancient Saint Moling's soul body flickered and returned to his physical form.

Whoosh!

Zhang Xuan also withdrew the Fiend and the Demonic Sword. Just as he finished, the space before him shook, and then he saw countless appraisers and many guards appear before him.

The earlier battle between the two had been sealed within a special folded space; those outside did not know what had happened.

"Guards!"

Returning to the main hall, the Ancient Saint Moling snorted.

The middle-aged guard from before stepped forward.

"I have investigated this Wutao. His background is clean, and he is not the one we are looking for. Continue the investigation; do not let anyone slip!" the Ancient Saint Moling snorted.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged guard quickly nodded.

Although this Wutao was somewhat suspicious, since even the ancient saint could not find anything, there should be no problem.

"Appraiser Wutao, I happen to have a few treasures at my residence whose origins I still do not know. If you have time, you might help me take a look," the Ancient Saint Moling said, turning to Zhang Xuan.

"It is my honor to serve you, senior!"

Zhang Xuan quickly bowed.

"Much obliged..." The Ancient Saint Moling smiled, then looked at the middle-aged guard again. "I am taking this person away now. It won't cause you any trouble, will it?"

"Of course not..."

The middle-aged guard quickly nodded.

Just an appraiser; he still had over two hundred others, so it would not significantly affect the overall progress.

"Very well, Appraiser Wutao will come with me now. You continue the investigation; do not delay the Spirit Emperor's affairs!"

After giving the order, the Ancient Saint Moling reached out with his hand, and Zhang Xuan felt his body tighten as he flew into the sky. The next moment, he appeared before a massive palace.

"This is the Sweet Spring Hall of the Spirit Emperor's Palace. It has a natural spring eye, full of spirituality. Every day, the Ancient Saint Lanya comes here at a fixed time to fetch water. It must be related to the Chen Spirit Emperor!"

The Ancient Saint Moling said.

Pushing open the door and entering the palace, Zhang Xuan indeed saw a spring eye in the middle of the hall, bubbling with water.

The spring water was clear and transparent, carrying a rich spiritual energy. Tasting it, it was slightly sweet.

"This water is good!"

Zhang Xuan nodded.

Although this spring water was not as good as spiritual liquid, it was formed by heaven and earth, pure and without impurities. Using it to refine pills and such could yield a higher success rate.

"Guild leader, shall we make our move here? I fear that being too close to the bedchamber might disturb others!" the Ancient Saint Moling said worriedly.

The perception of the ancient sages was terrifying. Although this Lanya Ancient Sage was not highly cultivated, when he struck with full force, he could kill with a single blow. But... if any news leaked, all his years of concealment would be wasted.

Just now, pulling Zhang Xuan into the folded space was secretive, and those nearby couldn't detect it, but that was only because the opponent hadn't thought to transmit a message. Once they did, even he couldn't stop it.

"This place is indeed not far from the bedchamber. I'll set up a formation first, so no aura will leak out!"

Zhang Xuan said.

"Set up a formation? Now... is there still time?"

Moling Ancient Sage frowned.

Whether setting up a formation or carving runes, both were extremely time-consuming tasks requiring preparation. Just the formation diagram alone would take who knows how long to deliberate... Moreover, a formation capable of trapping an ancient sage had to be at least at the peak of the ninth level... Even the strongest nine-star formation master couldn't do it in less than a month or two.

Preparing now was too late!

"Not late... it'll be done in a moment!"

Knowing his concern, Zhang Xuan smiled, walked around the room, and flicked his finger. Several hundred formation flags appeared in the air, hovering silently.

"Go!"

He waved his hand upward.

Whoosh!

The many flags whirred and flew in all directions, plunging straight into the surroundings of the hall, shaking a few times before disappearing.

"That's it..."

Moling Ancient Sage's eyes widened.

Although he had never seen a nine-star formation master set up a formation, he had heard of it. In the blink of an eye, the flags were inserted into the ground—was it done?

Wasn't that too casual?

"I haven't set up formations in a long time; my technique has gotten rusty..."

Zhang Xuan said apologetically.

Recently, he had read many books and his understanding of formations had grown stronger, but it was true that he hadn't actively set up formations in a long time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to measure; he could have just released the formation flags and been done.

"Technique rusty..."

Moling Ancient Sage's face twitched.

If this was rusty, how fast would he be when not rusty?

Wasn't this a bit too exaggerated...

This new president... didn't seem very reliable!

A formation set up so quickly—was it even useful? He really had no confidence.

Thump, thump, thump!

Just as he was about to ask in detail, he heard footsteps outside the hall, as if someone was approaching.

"Lanya Ancient Sage is here..."

Checking the time, it was exactly when Lanya Ancient Sage came to fetch water. Moling Ancient Sage quickly transmitted his voice.

"You step back seven paces, then conceal all your aura. When I tell you to act, then act!"

Hearing the footsteps too, Zhang Xuan instructed.

"Step back seven paces?"

Not knowing what the other was up to, but since he was the president, he had to follow orders. Moling Ancient Sage immediately retreated to the designated spot, suppressing all his aura within his body.

Creak!

Just as he finished, the hall's door slowly opened, and a tall figure walked in.

It was Lanya Ancient Sage.

This ancient sage entered the hall, glanced around, and walked straight toward the spring.

Moling Ancient Sage's pupils contracted.

He stood there without moving, without hiding... yet the other acted as if he hadn't seen him?

When did this guy... go blind?