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The Muze City International Airport is connected to the expressway, an end of which is rarely frequented by people, with only a few cars passing by occasionally.

It truly is a good place for serious business.

A black jeep was parked on the side of the road, trembling continuously from a distance, as if something supernatural was happening in broad daylight.

More than an hour later, the car finally stopped shaking.

Tang Tiantian, her clothes in disarray, leaned against Li Xiaoyao, gasping for air.

Li Xiaoyao remained as powerful as ever. Even though Tang Tiantian had reached the second level of the Qi-Training Mirror, she still couldn't withstand his vigor.

"You must not neglect your practice normally. I will check the next time I come back, and if there is no progress, I will have to punish you," Li Xiaoyao said fiercely.

"Got it," Tang Tiantian replied weakly.

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At twelve o'clock, a plane flew over the sky above Muze City International Airport, heading westward.

Li Xiaoyao watched the plane disappear into the distance and then entered the airport to check in and go through security.

Sitting in business class, Li Xiaoyao closed his eyes and took the opportunity to continue studying the arrangement of formations.

The flight from Muze City to Jindu City only takes two hours.

Meanwhile, during Li Xiaoyao's flight to Jindu, at Ling City's International Airport far away, four or five men of extraordinary bearing stepped out of the airport.

These men were from the Wu Family of Zhongzhou, led by the family head Wu Cang and a few others.

They came here with the purpose of finding Li Xiaoyao, then killing him and seizing the treasures on his person.

The Liu Family, a business clan from Ling City, had received the news and sent people early to meet them at the airport, not daring to be negligent.

"Family Head Wu, this way, please," said the man responsible for picking them up, with respectful manners.

The group got into the car and headed to the hotel.

Inside the vehicle, Wu Cang asked, "Where is Li Xiaoyao right now?"

The man in the front passenger seat turned his head and said, "Li Xiaoyao is not in Ling City."

"Not here? Then where is he?" Wu Cang asked with a frown.

The man shook his head, saying, "I'm not quite sure."

Wu Cang snorted lightly, clearly dissatisfied.

He had come here specifically to deal with Li Xiaoyao, and now that Li Xiaoyao was not here, was he expected to wait indefinitely?

Wu Cang, as the head of the Wu Family, had a busy daily schedule and needed to cultivate.

The spiritual energy in Ling City was too thin compared to that of the Wu Family's base.

You see, Wu Cang's cultivation site had a Spirit Gathering Array, which allowed him to cultivate several times faster than in the outside world.

The news of Wu Cang's visit to Ling City had spread among the martial artists of the city as soon as he sent the challenge letter to Li Xiaoyao. When Wu Cang arrived at the hotel, martial artists from Ling City, who were rarely seen on regular days, streamed in one after another like a long dragon.

Of course, Li Xiaoyao had not received the so-called challenge letter. In fact, no one had personally delivered it to him.

The challenge letter was merely a formality, representing Wu Cang's attitude. Whether Li Xiaoyao received it or not was irrelevant; what mattered was that Li Xiaoyao was destined to die.

Naturally, this was just Wu Cang's one-sided wishful thinking.

When Li Xiaoyao got off the plane, he turned on his mobile phone, and a series of missed calls popped up on the screen, all from Cheng Dongliang.

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Li Xiaoyao's brows furrowed slightly, assuming Cheng Dongliang's phone call was to urge him to proceed with training for the troops.

Although he felt somewhat annoyed, Li Xiaoyao still returned the call.

Cheng Dongliang really should be thankful for having a daughter and for decisively drugging Li Xiaoyao that night, otherwise, even with his status as Grand Marshal of the Lu Province military district, he might not be given any consideration by Li Xiaoyao.

"Hello, Elder Cheng, what's the matter?" Li Xiaoyao walked out of the airport and returned his call during the wait for a taxi.

"Xiaoyao, have you received the battle notice from the Wu Family?" Cheng Dongliang's voice carried a hint of gravity.

"The Wu Family's battle notice? What's that?" Li Xiaoyao had no recollection of such a thing and absolutely no idea what he was talking about.

Cheng Dongliang exhaled deeply and said, "The Zhongzhou Wu Family. The ones you killed, Wuligu and Wu Hao, were members of the Wu Family. Wu Cang, upon learning of this, became very angry and has issued a battle notice to you. I've heard that Wu Cang has already arrived in Ling City today."

"The Wu Family." Li Xiaoyao was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected the Wu Family to be bold enough to actively seek trouble with him in Ling City.

"What is that Wu Cang's cultivation level?" Although Li Xiaoyao was confident in his own strength, he was never blindly arrogant.

"I don't know for sure, but I've been invited to dine with Wu Cang tonight. Once I find out more, I'll call you back."

"Alright, then I'll trouble Elder Cheng with this."

"It's no trouble at all. We're in the same boat. If someone troubles you, I can't just ignore it," Cheng Dongliang took the opportunity to deepen his relationship with Li Xiaoyao.

After hanging up, Li Xiaoyao looked up at the rarely clear sky of Jindu and muttered under his breath, "I need to resolve the matters in Jindu as soon as possible."

Li Xiaoyao never had the habit of leaving troubles unattended; when dealing with enemies, he believed in completely eliminating the roots.

There weren't too many matters in Jindu, but they weren't few either. Li Xiaoyao estimated he would need to stay here for at least three or four days.

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After freshening up in his room, Wu Cang was invited to the hotel's private dining room by the Liu Family Head, who was in charge of reception, in the evening.

Various martial artists who had received the invitation also arrived.

In the large private room, there was a huge round table that could seat more than twenty people.

Among these martial artists, those with the strongest cultivation levels were Zhang Sanqian of the Zhang Family, Lin Changfu of the Lin Family, and Cheng Dongliang of the Cheng Family.

However, whether it was Zhang Sanqian, Lin Changfu, or Cheng Dongliang, all were somewhat lacking compared to Wu Cang.
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As Wu Cang took his seat, the banquet officially began.

Wu Cang, with his youthful appearance despite his white hair, bore an extraordinary demeanor and exerted an unspoken pressure on everyone seated below him just by sitting there.

Cheng Dongliang assessed him discreetly, thinking to himself: This man is truly not ordinary. Zhongzhou is indeed the hub of martial artists, where even an everyday Sect Family Head possesses such great cultivation.

However, Cheng Dongliang did not underestimate himself. Every craft has its master, and while the Wu Family might be powerful, in terms of political power, ten Wu Families could not compare to one Cheng Family.

As the Grand Marshal of one of Xuan Country's ten military districts, the Lu Province military district, Cheng Dongliang's political influence surpassed that of all the martial artists present.

Even Li Xiaoyao had underestimated the power of the Cheng Family.

After all, it was the era where technology prevailed over other means; whether a martial artist or a cultivator, in front of the state's power, one had to bow their head.

Moreover, over the years, the state had incorporated many unique individuals. This power was enough to deter any Sect.

No clan or Sect was foolish enough to confront the state, and the identity of the Grand Marshal of the Lu Province military district was Cheng Dongliang's strongest shield.

Martial artists rarely interacted with each other; apart from the Ghost Market and martial artist gatherings, they mostly spent their time engrossed in cultivation.

At first, the atmosphere was a bit tense.

After a round of drinks, the mood in the private room gradually lifted, and the guardedness in conversation began to fade.