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As for how to infiltrate Phoenix Courtyard, that was a problem.

Yi Chen paused outside the entrance, finding himself in a dilemma.

Just then, a dashing young scholar emerged from the library, with a pattern of a mythical beast embroidered on the lapel of his robe, clearly signifying that he belonged to the Legalist school.

"Young master, would you like a picture album?"

"Master Gongsun's exquisite albums, the latest issue, with a preface by Laughing Scholar." A weasel-faced man in green approached the young scholar stealthily.

"I am a student of Legalism, engrossed in 'Han Feizi'," the dashing young scholar's eyes suddenly lit up, his voice first rose by an octave, then he lowered his voice and said, "Lead the way, wait for me in the third alley on the left hand side."

Yi Chen: "....."

With Yi Chen's current cultivation, the covert message of the dashing young scholar was as clear to him as a pattern observed in the palm of his hand.

After waiting for a while, another plump scholar with faltering steps came out.

He had the pattern of a book on his chest, obviously a Confucian scholar.

Yi Chen straightened his clothes and immediately approached him.

"Young master, would you like a picture album?"

"Master Gongsun's exquisite albums, the latest issue, with a preface by Laughing Scholar."

The plump scholar eyed Yi Chen suspiciously and whispered, "You look somewhat unfamiliar, have Daoists started doing this too?"

Yi Chen's voice was as steady as an old dog, adaptively responding, "Young master, they've been strict with checks recently, this way I'm less likely to attract attention."

"Not bad, a cautious man, much smarter than those fools in green robes." The plump scholar's voice suddenly rose by an octave, "Well then, let me have a look at your palmistry, lead the way."

In the alley, Yi Chen dumped the unconscious scholar into a broken wooden barrel, stripping off his clothes.

With his experience in beating bears, Yi Chen could confidently assure that the force was just right, the unconsciousness wouldn't harm the brain~

Before long, a 'plump scholar' entered the Phoenix Courtyard again.

Within the archives of the library, Yi Chen looked at the scrolls in his hands, his brows tightly knitted and his expression beginning to fluctuate.

Previously, when the Black Evil Dragon King suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of True Monarch Bai Shan, he went into a frenzy and attacked Blackwater Town, killed the town's governor, assaulted the Phoenix Courtyard, and destroyed many important structures in the town such as mines and treasury buildings, taking away a large amount of wealth before brazenly vanishing without a trace.

Later, the iron-blooded guards of Great Qin had launched a thorough search in the Blackwater River region, yet they found nothing over several years.

"Interesting." A new speculation took root and grew in Yi Chen's heart.

Perhaps his stock had not been delisted, but, all these were just his speculations.

....

....

The Pufeng Tavern was located in the west of Blackwater Town.

The tavern was not large, and its decoration was even somewhat shabby, but entry alone required two hundred taels of silver.

The reason was none other than this being the largest intelligence distribution center within the Blackwater Town region.

"Five drops of Gold Essence, looking to buy information on the main temple location of the Dragon King Sect, does anyone take the offer?" Today, a mysterious Daoist entered the Pufeng Tavern and dropped this earth-shattering statement.

For a moment, the originally noisy tavern fell utterly silent.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that a cultivator scoffed, "Daoist, don't waste your effort. Not to mention the extreme secrecy of the Dragon King Sect, those involved with this cult often die unnatural deaths. The waters are too deep with this sect; not five drops, even fifty drops might not tempt anyone to sell that information."

"We fear earning money that we wouldn't live to spend."

"Then make it twenty drops of Gold Essence. Interested friends can find me on the first floor of the Fenghua Xueyue Pavilion, I'll be waiting at table A1 for the good news."

"If anyone dares to deceive this poor Daoist, they'll have to see if their skulls are hard enough."

Yi Chen allowed a bit of his True Person Realm's late-stage aura to show, and then he strode away confidently.

Fenghua Snow Pavilion, a brothel it was.

At table number one, Yi Chen listened to a ditty, drinking fine wine now and then, looking as if he were fishing like the sage Jiang Taigong.

A clear pond, with fish submerged at the bottom made it difficult to glimpse the complete view of the pond. At such times, one needed to cast a large stone to stir the waters thoroughly.

Then, various fishes would compete to surface, and only then could one see through them.

Yi Chen didn't believe there would be none who were greedy for riches, no hostile forces wanting to exploit the conflict with the Dragon King Sect to kill with a borrowed knife, or even that it was highly possible for the members of the Dragon King Sect to come directly to him.

His visit to the Pufeng Tavern was merely a signal.

A real fisherman was just like that, whosoever willing took the bait. Whichever fish bit, Yi Chen wanted it all, much better than waiting vainly for an empty catch.

If someone tried to cheat him, he wasn't scared, for if the goods didn't match, he would simply burst their Gold Coins. Repay the money? All their money was his.

He truly didn't believe that in a small Blackwater Town, with his current level of cultivation, there could be a master who could kill him.

If there truly was someone of such skill, why bother earning blood money and human sacrifices near the Blackwater River when they could easily make a name for themselves and accomplish anything outside?

"Let there be chaos, better chaos than calm," Yi Chen downed the fine wine in his cup, his expression unfathomable; nobody knew what he was thinking.

At that moment, four sword-wielding cultivators, one female, and three males, walked toward him.

"Daoist brother, why seek trouble with the Dragon King Sect?" asked the pretty female cultivator, her voice clear and pleasant.

"Naturally, it's for the good of the common people."

The pretty female cultivator and her companions fell silent upon hearing this, staring at Yi Chen.

"Alright, I am Zhang Hu. I have a feud with the Dragon King Sect. Just the other day, I destroyed a temple of the Black Evil Dragon King in Blackwater Town. If you don't believe me, you can go and find out for yourselves," said Yi Chen.

"Dragon King Sect has been extorting for so long; while acting for the good of the common people, I might as well make a big score, earn some cultivation resources. Where's the wrong in that?" Yi Chen said helplessly.

"Now that's more like it; to think we're of the same path. Twenty droplets of Gold Essence, you'll keep your word, Daoist brother?" The pretty cultivator smiled upon hearing his words.

"Of course, there's no jest here. Do you really know the whereabouts of the Dragon King Sect?" Yi Chen's heart leapt with joy — such good fortune to get a direct breakthrough?

"I am a True Disciple of the Qingyue Sword Sect, and these three are my good friends: Qing Fan, Lu Yun, Bai Ye," she said.

"To be honest, the four of us share your sentiment towards the Dragon King Sect. After a series of coincidences, we acquired the location of the sect."
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"We can take you there. Daoist brother will first share the twenty droplets of Gold Essence with us, and after we eliminate the Dragon King Sect, we'll divide the spoils evenly. How does that sound?" The woman in the green dress sat down smilingly opposite Yi Chen. "With Daoist brother's help, our chances are even greater."

"Black Evil Dragon King is strong enough to have defeated True Monarch Bai Shan's encirclement; he must be at least a late-stage major demon in the Daoist realm. Aren't you afraid?" Yi Chen couldn't help but ask as he looked at the four in front of him.

At that moment, the man in white as snow produced a folding fan from nowhere, opened it flamboyantly, and smiled, "Why would Daoist brother pretend? I am Bai Ye, and my fellow Daoists honor me with the nickname Little Zhuge."

"If my predictions are correct, the Black Evil Dragon King has long since left this place. The current Dragon King Sect is nothing but a band of wicked cultivators flaunting a false name, deceiving the vast Blackwater Town, and even True Monarch Bai Shan dare not make another move, which is simply laughable."

"This time, we aim to eradicate this poison from Blackwater Town and seize the opportunity to make a name for ourselves."

Little Zhuge showed a look that said 'you understand what I mean.' "You must have realized this too, which is why you headed to the Pufeng Tavern, right~"

"Daoist brother is truly of extraordinary wit, I admire you," he said.

Yi Chen: "....." You're praising yourself, aren't you?

Yi Chen naturally had no objections to the terms proposed by the pretty female cultivator and the others.

Although he now had other suspicions in his mind, these were only speculations after all. He was also intensely curious about the true nature behind the mysterious Black Evil Dragon King and the Dragon King Sect.

Thus, the group of five reached an agreement and set off immediately, soaring through the skies.

Only now did Yi Chen learn that to get to the headquarters of the Dragon King Sect, one had to pass through Blackwater Town. The four had even made a special trip down to investigate, verifying the truth of Yi Chen's words, which showed their cautiousness.