Chapter 831

"Tsk tsk, why are these chains so fragile? They snapped with just a light tug. Sigh, why don't you give this business to our Vast Origin House next time? We'll guarantee that you'll be satisfied with the quality." Shi Chuankong took a sympathetic glance at the eighth prince before shaking his head with a hint of mockery in his voice.

After saying that, he secretly winked at Han Li.

However, Han Li heaved an internal sigh upon seeing this. With Shi Chuankong's personality, he was afraid that things were going to get out of hand here.

With Shi Chuankong around, he didn't have to worry about his own safety, but how to deal with this matter was a problem.

The eighth prince's face was already livid. Golden light surged around his body and he was about to do something.

"The city gate is quite lively today."

Right at this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded. An ordinary dark cyan beast-carriage drove out from the city gate, and the voice came from the carriage behind it.

Shi Chuankong was overjoyed when he heard this voice and he quickly walked towards the carriage.

The eighth prince's expression changed slightly when he heard this voice. His cold eyes flickered a few times and the golden light around his body quickly disappeared.

The elephant-headed golden demon god also disappeared without a trace.

Han Li made a hand seal when he saw this and the phantoms around him immediately returned to his body.

At this moment, the curtain of the beast-carriage fluttered and a figure slowly walked out.

The newcomer was a man in his thirties. His white hair draped over his shoulders, and his facial features were similar to Shi Chuankong's. His eyes were gentle, and he was tall and slender. He wore a white robe, and he looked like a secular scholar's son.

"Third Brother!" Shi Chuankong quickly walked up and grabbed the white-robed man's hand with excitement in his eyes.

"Thirteenth Brother, you're back." The white-robed man's eyes also flashed with joy, but his expression remained calm.

"Greetings, Third Prince!" Most of the surrounding onlookers revealed looks of admiration and knelt down to pay their respects. The situation was completely different from when the eighth prince appeared.

The eighth prince couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw this and turned his head away.

"Third Prince, Shi Pokong." Han Li muttered as he secretly sized up the white-robed man.

"I'm only here in plain clothes today. There's no need for all of you to be so courteous." Shi Pokong waved his arm and gestured towards the crowd.

The people who were kneeling nearby felt their bodies lighten as they were supported by a gentle force, allowing them to stand up.

Han Li's eyes flickered slightly. Shi Pokong's aura was strange and faintly discernible. Even with his Divine Sense, he was actually unable to determine Shi Pokong's exact cultivation realm.

"Eighth Brother, the defense of the city is the most important thing in Sun Nightfall City. Apart from monitoring the people and ensuring the safety of the city, it is more important to keep the citizens at ease.

Even if something happens, it's best not to make a big fuss about it. Otherwise, it would cause panic among the people, and that would be putting the cart before the horse, "Shi Pokong said as he looked at the Eighth Prince.

"What third brother says is correct. However, this person is a cultivator of the Immortal Region. According to the rules, we need to first verify his identity and obtain an identity token before he can enter the city.

Thirteenth Brother brought this person into the city without any reason. That's why I stopped him. "A trace of fear flashed in the Eighth Prince's eyes.

"This cultivator of the Immortal Region is called Li Feiyu. He is the personal bodyguard of Thirteenth Brother. I've already reported this matter to my father. This is his identity token." Shi Pokong raised his hand and a purple token flew out and landed in front of the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince took the token and looked at it a few times. Although he was a little unwilling, he still nodded.

Shi Pokong moved his finger slightly and the purple token disappeared from the Eighth Prince's hand. In the next moment, it appeared in front of Han Li out of thin air.

The Eighth Prince's face stiffened and his expression became even more unsightly.

"Fellow Daoist Li, this is your identity token. Please keep it." Shi Pokong said to Han Li with a smile.

"Thank you, Third Prince."

Han Li took the token. One side of the token was engraved with the image of two five-clawed golden dragons. The other side was an image of his real face.

Han Li's pupils shrank and he tightened his grip on the token.

Just a moment ago, he had revealed his real face.

"Let's go." Shi Pokong smiled and pulled Shi Chuankong into the city instead of sitting in the beast carriage.

Han Li's heart skipped a beat and he followed after them.

The stone mirror on the city gate hummed and its surface glowed with a crystal light. The three figures were reflected in the mirror and there was no abnormality.

The Eighth Prince's eyes flashed with a cold light as he watched the three figures disappear into the distance.

A grey-robed man in the nearby crowd also looked in the direction of Shi Pokong and the others. He then turned around and left. Soon, he came to a secluded corner and took out a purple disk. He whispered a few words to it.

The disk rotated and the purple light on it flickered, but it immediately dimmed.

The grey-robed man put away the purple disk and disappeared into the ground.

Han Li and the others quickly entered Sun Night City.

Behind the city gate was a huge street. There were more than a dozen people walking side by side. On both sides of the street were houses and buildings. There were no shops. There were not many people on the street. Most of them were imperial attendants in purple robes or patrolling soldiers.

Han Li examined it for a moment before raising his head to look up. Three hundred meters up in the air, there were black balls the size of a human head floating in the air at regular intervals.

Black patterns and runes were engraved all over the surface of the sphere, and black ripples would spread out from it from time to time, disappearing into the void.

The nearby void was filled with an invisible force. It was everywhere and it was soft and dense like water.

"That's a Forbidden Space Restriction designed by our clan's Formation Master. It can even stop the escape light of a Perfected Heavenly Immortal.

Flying in the city is a serious crime. Once you're caught, you'll be punished severely. "Shi Chuankong noticed Han Li's gaze and explained.

Han Li nodded when he heard this.

"Fellow Li, I didn't think it through. I almost caused you to be caught by Eighth Brother. I'm sorry." Shi Chuankong said with a trace of shame.

"Someone deliberately stirred up trouble. No matter how well prepared we were, they wouldn't let us enter the city." Han Li shook his head.

"You're right. It's all thanks to Third Brother." Shi Chuankong looked at Shi Pokong and smiled.

"You're always too rash and don't give it much thought. You're aware of the current situation in the city. You should've sent me a message before you entered the city so that I could've arranged for someone to receive you. There would've been no need to make such a huge commotion." Shi Pokong sighed and spoke in a tone as if he was reprimanding his younger brother.

"Third Brother is right. I'll remember it next time." Shi Chuankong replied casually.

"You …" Shi Pokong smiled bitterly. He didn't seem to know what to do with this younger brother of his.

"Third Brother, I'll go out this time." Shi Chuankong's eyes were suddenly filled with excitement.

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go back to the mansion first."

Shi Pokong's bright eyes turned and he raised his hand to stop Shi Chuankong from speaking. He then pulled him onto the carriage.

This was the imperial city. As a guard, it was inappropriate for Han Li to sit with the two princes in the carriage. Thus, he sat with the driver.

The carriage whizzed away and soon disappeared into the distance.

The carriage was very fast. Soon, they arrived in front of a tall mansion in the depths of the Luojia District. The plaque at the entrance read "Duke Luo Heng Mansion".

The mansion occupied a large area. The main gate was tall and wide enough for six or seven people to enter and exit side by side.

In front of the gate stood two huge and mighty lion statues. The purplish-gold gate, the gilded plaque hanging high in the air, and the brightly-armored guards at the gate all showed the noble status of this mansion.

Han Li looked at the mansion in front of him. Based on his experience along the way, he secretly estimated Shi Pokong's status in the Demon Race.

Shi Pokong got off the carriage and led Shi Chuankong and Han Li inside. Soon, they arrived at a large hall.

The inside of the mansion was also splendid and luxurious.

"Fellow Daoist Li, as a prince, I have no choice but to decorate the mansion like this because of my status." After entering the mansion, Shi Pokong smiled gently and called Han Li Fellow Daoist.

"Don't mention it. I'm a foreign cultivator. I don't understand etiquette. Please don't blame me." Han Li maintained his modesty.

"Fellow Daoist Li escorted Thirteenth Brother all the way. You've worked hard and done a great service. I should thank you. Is there anything you want or want?" Shi Pokong asked.

"I've already made an agreement with Fellow Daoist Shi. There's no need to thank me." Han Li shook his head.

Shi Pokong was startled. He turned to look at Shi Chuankong and nodded. He did not mention the matter again. Instead, he said, "Fellow Daoist Li must be tired after such a long journey. Someone, bring Fellow Daoist Li to the guest room to rest."

A purple-robed servant quickly walked in from outside. This person was a young man. He wasn't tall, and his cheeks were thin and long. His skin was abnormally fair, giving off a strange feeling of femininity.

Han Li raised his eyebrows. This Youth had a very high cultivation level. He was an Early-stage Taiyi cultivator. His aura was very strange. It was cold and cunning. It was like a venomous snake lurking in the depths of a cold pond, ready to attack anyone who passed by.

"Fellow Daoist Li, please." The Youth bowed to Han Li.

Han Li knew that the two of them had something to discuss in private. He took his leave and followed the purple-robed servant out.

After Han Li disappeared into the distance, Shi Pokong's eyes flickered, and he asked, "That Fellow Daoist Li is extraordinary in both temperament and strength. Where did you recruit him, Thirteenth Brother? Is he reliable? Also, what was the agreement he spoke of?"

"Fellow Daoist Li is a good friend I met in the True Immortal World. He has saved my life many times.

As for the agreement he mentioned just now, it's like this. "Shi Chuankong told him about the agreement they had made.

"Since he has saved your life, I will repay him with all my strength.

It's not difficult to find the girl called Violet Spirit. But it may be a little troublesome to ask the High Priest to save him. "Shi Pokong said with a frown.

"Why? I remember that third brother has a good relationship with the High Priest. It shouldn't be difficult to ask him to save him." Shi Chuankong was startled.

"That was in the past. Hundreds of years ago, father handed over all the affairs of the Sacrificial Hall to you. The High Priest is now completely under you. I'm afraid it will be difficult to ask him to save Li Feiyu's people.

But don't worry. I will do my best. Maybe there will be a chance. "Shi Pokong said slowly.

"Father has handed over the Offering Hall to Big Brother to manage, and also handed over the City Defense Camp to Eighth Brother. What does Father intend to do? Could it be that he really intends to appoint someone like Big Brother as the Sacred Lord?" Shi Chuankong's complexion changed when he heard this, and he suddenly stood up.