Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 998751

Cultivation Technique: Yangchun Technique (Proficient+)

Skills: Loulan Slash (Perfection+), Wind Palm (Minor Achievement+), Three-legged Body Technique (Minor Achievement+)

Realm: Innate (Ruyi Realm)

Divine Power: Immortality

Jiang Feng saw his Fortune Point rise by more than five hundred and ten thousand.

He was just over a thousand away from accumulating a million.

He had never seen so much Fortune Point before. While Jiang Feng was overjoyed, his heart couldn’t help but race with anxiety. Who exactly was this Six-armed Divine Emperor? Just by escaping him, Jiang Feng gained so much Fortune Point.

Although these five hundred and ten thousand Fortune Points also included getting rid of the one-eyed old man and beating up the Second Prince, it still showed that the Six-armed Divine Emperor was a huge threat to Jiang Feng.

Looking back now, if not for the Blood Wolf King entangling the Six-armed Divine Emperor, he would have surely died.

"I need to find a safe place, improve Yangchun Technique, and break through to the Innate Realm."

Jiang Feng thought as he sorted roof tiles.

He didn’t dare to break through so easily in the Capital City.

He was afraid any disturbance would attract unwanted attention.

As his strength grew, Jiang Feng felt the Dragon Capital was anything but simple—especially within the Imperial City, where experts emerged one after another, constantly challenging his understanding.

Besides that, Jiang Feng knew nothing about what kind of existence the Emperor of the Great Tang truly was.

With the appearance of the Underground Palace,

Jiang Feng felt that beneath the prosperous façade of the Capital City, an undercurrent was surging, with who knows how many experts lying in wait.

Perhaps below the Dragon Capital, a massive Underground Palace really was hidden.

Maybe all the experts lurking here were here for the Underground Palace. In any case, the Dragon Capital was both mysterious and dangerous for Jiang Feng.

"Boom!"

In the north of the city, the battle raged fiercely.

The fight between the Six-armed Divine Emperor and the Blood Wolf King had reached its peak. The flames of war spread to Laojun Mountain, and the villagers of Hippo Village had to flee overnight—the entire village was scorched clean by the flames from the Blood Wolf King.

With his Perfect Perception Power, Jiang Feng could hear some of the commotion.

Especially the surging Power of Heaven and Earth, making him too afraid to act rashly.

Now all he could do was hide in the Dragon Capital, wait for the Six-armed Divine Emperor to leave, and then find a way to escape this place of trouble. He worried that once the Six-armed Divine Emperor dealt with the Blood Wolf King, he’d join forces with the Imperial City’s experts to hunt him down.

As the saying goes: the most dangerous place is the safest one.

Moreover, now that the Dragon Capital was in chaos, it wouldn’t be easy for the Six-armed Divine Emperor to find him.

Around noon,

A shrill scream came from the direction of the north city.

The sky outside the North City Gate was blood red, as if covered in flames, but in just a moment, those flames vanished without a trace.

Soon after, people saw the Six-armed Divine Emperor dragging the corpse of the Blood Wolf King, walking toward the North City Gate. The closer he got, the smaller his size became, and his aura grew weaker and weaker.

The surging Power of Heaven and Earth in the area gradually calmed.

He walked through the city gate and entered the Imperial City. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

A few moments later, Xiao Zhan, who had chased the Demon Sect Leader out of the city the previous night, also returned to the Dragon Capital and entered the Imperial City.

Half an hour later,

Silhouettes flashed through the Imperial City, headed southwest. Xiao Zhan personally led the team; the Demon Suppression Bureau’s Hunting Falcon, with a group of Innate Experts, searched in three directions: east, west, and south.

The figure of the Six-armed Divine Emperor appeared on Black Iron Mountain.

He sat cross-legged atop the mountain peak.

His eyes turned incomparably red, and his six arms each formed a Dharma Seal.

He looked toward the southwest.

As though tracking someone.

This continued for about half an hour. The Six-armed Divine Emperor looked confused, his six hands changing Dharma Seals once more, and two rainbow beams shot from his eyes, projecting southwest.

This went on for another quarter hour. The Dharma Seals on the Six-armed Divine Emperor’s six arms faded, he stood up, and looked elsewhere.

When he gazed south,

Jiang Feng, who was repairing houses in the commoner district near the South City Gate, shuddered, a strong sense of unease surging in his heart.

At a critical moment, he circulated the Great Perfection Tai Chi Longevity Skill, letting all his aura return to dust and earth, truly becoming just a woodcutter in every sense.

The Six-armed Divine Emperor’s face flashed with doubt.

Within the Dragon Capital, the auras were chaotic and mixed; he couldn’t precisely lock on any single aura to investigate. Unlike in the wilderness, where people were scarce and fewer auras existed—one sweep of Spiritual Sense, with Magical Techniques and Divine Power boosting it, and he could instantly detect any abnormal aura within range.

So his gaze shifted to the West City Gate, East City Gate, and North City Gate.

After finding nothing, he left Black Iron Mountain, first hurrying southwest, covering the way with his Spiritual Sense.

Next, he circled to the south, returned to the Dragon Capital via the West City Gate, and entered the Imperial City once again.

"Bang!"

Late at night.

The angry roar of the Six-armed Divine Emperor echoed through the Imperial City.

The next day, his Spiritual Sense rampaged across the Dragon Capital.

On the third day, the Six-armed Divine Emperor finally calmed down, his form shrinking to a little over two meters, and headed for Zhenbei Prison, entering the Underground Palace.

In just a few days, Jiang Feng felt as if years had passed, death lurking at every moment. He didn’t dare leave the Dragon Capital, and didn’t even venture out of the commoners’ area by the South City Gate.

These past days, he was just like the other residents whose homes had been damaged, busy repairing houses, replenishing furniture, rushing about all day—even squeezing in time to eat.

Every way you looked, he was identical to a commoner.

On the fourth day, Xiao Zhan led Imperial City experts back from the southwest. After reporting within the Imperial City, a large number of experts were stationed at the gates of Zhenbei Prison.

On the fifth day, Jiang Feng went to the mud pit to dig up clay, carried it back to his yard, used molds to make earthen bricks, and set them out in his courtyard to dry.