Chapter 92: Imitation of the City Lord's Order

"So only the city lord's order can control this formation?"

"Yes, it's the token in my hand!" Long Ba said proudly, "Only people with the highest moral character can use this city lord token!"

"The city lord is really amazing. It's getting late now. I want to go back and rest. I don't know what the city lord is saying?"

Zhang Tie immediately interrupted Long Ba who was about to continue bragging.

"Well, let's talk again next time we have a chance. I always feel that you are my confidant! If you are free, please call me often!"

Long Ba murmured a few words reluctantly.

Zhang Tie turned around and left helplessly, heading towards his own cave.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Tie looked at Zhang Xiangling in front of him, "This city lord didn't mention the city lord's card at all!"

"Is there anything strange about this? This matter is obviously a very secretive one. Long Ba and we are far from having a close relationship." Zhang Xiangling put down the things in her arms and placed them on the bed one by one.

"That makes sense!" Zhang Tie nodded. "There are many secrets in Kowloon City, but they have nothing to do with me. As long as we get the benefits, we can leave."

At this point, Zhang Tie remembered the jade slip of the teleportation array he had just obtained and the dragon transformation technique that he had forgotten halfway through thinking about it. He threw all these messy things out of his mind.

"What exactly is the dragon transformation technique?" Zhang Tie fell into deep thought again.

Zhang Xiangling, who was standing next to her, had just put the two little figures on the bed in place. When she turned around, she found Zhang Tie standing there in a daze with lifeless eyes again.

"What a fool!" Zhang Xiangling spat, "I thought you brought me here to do something!"

As she spoke, her pretty face turned red, but it was her own thoughts that made her blush. "Forget it, I forgive you this time, and I'll play with you next time!" After saying that, Zhang Xiangling started playing on the bed by herself.

She was seen dividing the various strange-shaped wooden objects on the bed into two piles. One pile was made entirely of red objects, and the other pile was light green, which corresponded to the colors of the clothes the two usually wore.

"I don't know if this 'puppet' is really that magical. Can this pile of objects really form a little person like me?" Zhang Xiangling was very curious.
"I originally wanted you to assemble it for me, but since you just saved me, I'll just assume you've assembled it and given it to me!"

After a while, Zhang Xiangling had successfully mastered the art of self-assembly and was happily assembling the "puppet" in front of her.

Long Qi had just returned from the Liu family and was in a good mood. He had just changed into the city lord's attire that he used to wear, and was imagining how he would ascend the city lord's throne amid the cheers of the people of Kowloon City.

"Then I'll kick that damn dwarf out!"

However, before he could kick out in his imagination, he saw the clan's housekeeper dragging in a man who was beaten half to death.

"What's going on?" Long Qi was suddenly interrupted, and his originally happy mood instantly dissipated.

"Longxi is in trouble!" The butler cupped his hands and said with his head down.

"It's him again!" Long Qi frowned, "But didn't I ask him to go find the daughter of the Chen family master who ran away from home in anger? Didn't he find her? Could it be that she went back?"

"That's not the case," the butler continued, "the person was found, but then he ran away again!"

"Escaped?" Long Qi seemed to have heard a huge joke. "Didn't I ask him to pick a magic weapon from the treasure house to catch people?"

At this point, Long Qi's face turned cold, and he said gloomily: "Don't tell me that there are immortal cultivators in Jiulong City who don't rely on spiritual energy to cultivate magic power!"

"That's not the case," the butler said with sweat in his palms, trying to maintain his tone, "Now the spiritual energy of the entire Jiulong City is dominated by the formation. Except for those with the blood of the Long family, it is impossible for anyone to become a new cultivator." "This time it's an outsider cultivator!"

"Are you talking about the Chen family's mage?"

"Yes!" Seeing that Long Qi's tone had slowed down, the butler continued, "He was at the scene at the time. The city lord can listen to what he has to say!"

The butler kicked the half-dead sturdy man next to him and said, "Tell me what happened at that time, or you will lose the other half of your life!"

The sturdy man struggled to get up and said with a grin, "Master, it was that magician. I saw it clearly. Little Dragon Lord caught the half-dragon man, then was kicked away, and then lay on the ground howling, and then he was gone!"

"Speak clearly!" Long Qi said impatiently. These thugs who only had muscles were good for nothing except fighting and couldn't even speak clearly!

"Yes, yes!" The strong man was frightened and started talking again hurriedly, but after talking for a long time, he still couldn't explain clearly.

"Alright, I ask, you answer!" Long Qi was so angry that veins on his forehead were exposed. If it wasn't for the fact that he still had some use, he would have wanted to kick the sturdy man to death. "Is the half-dragon from the Chen family?"

"Yes!"

"Long Xi was kicked away by that immortal cultivator?"

"Yes!"

"Then why don't I use magic tools?"

"I used it, but it didn't work!"

"Are you kidding me?"

“No, no, no!” The strong man almost cried, “I used it, but it didn’t work. That’s it, it just didn’t work.”

"Okay, I understand." Long Qi roughly understood the whole process, that is, his useless son could not defeat the foreign cultivator even with the ancestral magic weapon.

"But it could also be that the mage is too strong. This is a good opportunity to learn more about his methods!"

Thinking of this, Long Qi narrowed his eyes, stared at the big man and said, "Tell me how Long Xi beat me, but if you don't tell me clearly this time, you know the consequences!"

“Yes, yes!” the sturdy man said hurriedly, “At that time, Xiao Longye took the small card and froze a large group of people. I don’t know what happened to the mage, he was not frozen, and then Xiao Longye was kicked away.”

"Stop! Small cards, what small cards?"

"It's just a pitch-black thing, this big." The big man gestured with his hand.

"Bang!" The big man's brain burst suddenly.

Drops of blood flowed from Long Qi's palm and dripped onto the ground.

"This damn beast! How dare he touch the city lord's token!" That was secretly made during the years when he was the city lord. Although it is far inferior to the city lord's token, it can still slightly affect the Nine Dragons Locking Dragon Formation!
I didn’t expect it was secretly used and even lost!

Long Qi sat down slowly, looking at the scene in front of him blankly, "It's over, it's all over, my plan for many years!"

Long Qi muttered, and then suddenly remembered something, and said to the housekeeper in front of him, "How long has Long Ba been in contact with that mage?"

(End of this chapter)