Celestial Emperor
Ming City.

The extremely melodious flute sounded very comfortable in Shui Long's ear. It even makes it more focused and grows a high sense of confidence in the face of a herd of black cats.

While Lin Yue studied the meaning of the chant of the tone blown through the flute which was an artifact or weapon of the Heavenly level with a book.

"This tone really makes me very confident!" Shui Long's spirit speech avoided the fast attacks of the two Taoist realm black cats. Until he was not aware of all the attacks he directed were easily avoided by him.

Slaaaash! Slaaaash!

Two minutes later, Shui Long was finally able to kill two black cats of the Taoist realm one with ease. His overconfidence makes his entire movement extremely deadly to black cats. One by one the black cats died in Shui Long's hands through his sword. Until the arrival of the two Taoist realm black cat who was about to rise to the level of Tao three rampaged against Shui Long from behind. And it was unknown to Shui Long, whereas Luo Jian narrowed his eyes as he continued to blow his flute.

Suiiiiiiiit!

Suddenly his distilled tone was very chaotic, and made the black-eyed cat that would soon rise to the level of Tao Three die without knowing what happened.

Shui Long still continued to pound the rest of the black cat opponents in front of him with a fierce spirit, he was a little surprised when he heard that ugly-sounding tone, surely he did not realize that the flute belonging to Luo Jian that changed the tone helped him from the attack arrived.

Ten minutes passed, Luo Jian had always killed a second-rate Taoist cat that was about to rise to the third level. He repeated the number of times until the herd of black cats had not left one.

Swuuush!

Luo Jian stuffed his flute into his spatial ring, after which he darted beside Shui Long.

"Brother thanks," said Shui Long bowing his body. Because he knew a few times Luo Jian helped him in silence.

Luo Jian simply smiled, then he asked Shui Long to take out all the soul pearls belonging to the herd of black cats. Five minutes passed, and Shui Long had gathered them.

"Brother accept it" Shui Long said respectfully.

Luo Jian simply shook his head refusing graciously Shui Long's giving.

"Longer accept, besides you're trying hard, then receiving a wage without effort is the same as eating meat that can not grow meat in my body" Luo Jian said.

"Brothers but you also have..."

Luo Jian's hand stopped Shui Long's speech. So Shui Long finally put the soul pearl into his spatial ring. After that, the two went on a journey using the science of lightening their bodies.

"Brother it turns out you're smart to also design flute, so that the tone sung by you is able to anesthetize my spirit that disappears into smoldering." Praise Shui Long.

Luo Jian smiled, and revealed his head bobble.

"All that remains on your will and persistence, as long as there is effort there must be results. If it fails, do it back better. Fail again, do it again more persistently, then you will feel a satisfactory result," Luo Jian said.

"Brothers are right" said Shui Long.

Now he really really admired the figure of Luo Jian. Clever, intelligent, powerful and such an extremely insightful figure Luo Jian completely opened his eyes as well as his mind.

In the middle of the journey, they have not found anything that hinders them. Until in the afternoon, Luo Jian finally arrived at Ming city.

"Longer, it looks like we will spend the night in this city," Luo Jian said then facing towards the gatekeeper and giving the identity token as an honorary disciple of the Heavenly Dragon sect.

But he remained silent, and harbored his high curiosity.

"Please enter young master," said the city gatekeeper kindly.

Luo Jian and Shui Long nodded, after which the two entered the Ming city quietly. Walking while looking at the activities of Cultivators in the afternoon made them feel comfortable. However arriving arrived, Luo Jian sensed that there were several pairs of eyes lurking around them.

"Heemm, it seems like someone wants to make trouble," Luo Jian said in his heart.

Lin Yue who sensed that even asked Luo Jian to have him kill those few pairs of disrespectful eyes.

"Lin Yue calm down, if they move, then you can do what you want," said Luo Jian's telepathy which made Lin Yue happy.

"Okay sir!" He said excitedly and hoped that the figure that was stalking them would quickly cause trouble and he could kill him.

Luo Jian could only shake his head looking at Shui Long's reaction, yet he himself also did not want to play passively if he met someone who wanted to do bad to him.

Upon arrival at a simple inn with a restaurant room to eat, the two entered the inn booked two rooms, and some food and sat in the restaurant with a calm atmosphere.

"Whose brother are you? Because of that token..." Shui Long hesitated.

Luo Jian nodded, then he gave an excuse that he was only an inner disciple who was doing self-development outside of the sect. Shui Long finally believed it, but as they talked. Suddenly one of the customers told me something that made Luo Jian's interest to enjoy the piqued atmosphere.

"Brother I heard this city is going to do battle with the Desert Sword group, because the Ming Family does not want to pay the security money as it should."

"It is true, the Ming family is indeed very unfortunate to dare to fight against the group of the Great Desert, whether they are not afraid of the chairman of the Great Desert to flatten this city," he said full of wonder.

Despite the ominousness, Luo Jian was able to hear it well.

"Sitting in an insecure city, this is really something I don't want, but what can I do, if the city loses then I will inevitably have to intervene" Luo Jian murmured.

While Shui Long's face turned worried to hear the news told by some of the young men.

Orders arrived, the two of them were eating their food like no lust, in contrast to Luo Jian who was enjoying so much.

"Brothers are we..." Shui Long.

"No, we stay here, if they dare to touch me and you, I will not let them out of this city live alive.." Luo Jian said softly and calmly.

Yet for some reason, Luo Jian's remark sounded like a promise that Luo Jian himself could not break in Shui Long's ear.

As he was about to gulp his wine, he arrived from the direction of the outer street of the inn. The sound of horse and other footsteps headed towards their inn. And Shui Long immediately turned his face into a panic, as he had thought a battle would happen.

"Longer calm down," Luo Jian said casually.

And arriving, a loud voice echoed within the inn.

"The head of the Ming family entered the inn!" Said the Ming city warrior.