Before coming, Wen Yan blessed each item in his hand with Yang Energy, ensuring they were the type of things that any creature capable of absorbing Yang Energy would love.

Wen Yan didn't specifically mention it, and upon arriving at the place Wang Jiyong led him to, he pretended not to know there were other Soldier Terracotta next door.

After setting up the food, he lit incense with his own Yang Energy and poured the wine.

The chilly wine was filled with gentle Yang Energy inside.

Wang Jiyong didn't taste it but knew this was one of the few wines he could drink directly.

When he could actually taste its flavor after taking a sip, he realized the wine was not simple.

As the wine settled in his stomach, the Yang Energy slowly dispersed, making Wang Jiyong hesitant to drink more.

"Mr. Wen, could you please tell me the purpose of your visit today? Otherwise, I dare not drink this wine."

"Just a casual chat, General Wang, no need to worry. Today is purely personal.

Actually, a friend of mine has been cursed, nearly meeting his demise.

Since then, some invisible arrogant figure has been residing within him, constantly egging him on.

This fellow claimed that he was cursed by Emperor Qin.

Hence, after pondering, I thought of directly consulting General Wang."

"This..." Wang Jiyong hesitated as discussing Emperor Qin was not something to be taken lightly.

"Relax, General Wang. Whatever happened previously is out of my control.

All I know is this fellow recently caused the death of a young talent.

Now he wants to harm my friend and involve me as well.

Then he shouldn't blame me for getting involved.

I need to understand his background first, then think of how to deal with him."

"What's his name?"

"Not sure. He might be an ancestor of the Ye Clan or a noble from one of Wei, Chu, Yan, Qi, related to a curse called Jian."

"Jian..." Wang Jiyong's body stiffened, and after a moment of silence, he said.

"Related to Jian, claiming to be an ancestor of the Ye Clan, also a noble.

It could only be a noble from the Chu Nation, supposedly a descendant of Lord Ye.

When Your Majesty destroyed Chu back then, a Ye individual defied the world by unleashing demons.

Your Majesty was furious, exterminating their clan, yet the Ye name was already prominent. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

They unleashed demons into the world, merging them with their bloodline.

Your Majesty ordered the secret faction to execute the Blood Severance punishment, cutting off their bloodline legacy to eradicate future troubles.

However, unexpectedly, some managed to escape, preserving their lineage.

How they accomplished this remains unknown; their lineage persisted until today."

"Oh, they're no longer human..." Wen Yan was enlightened, realizing the invisible man was truly one of the Ye Clan's ancestors.

No idea what happened back then, allowing their lineage to survive the Blood Severance.

They endured the curse, passing their lineage down.

Judging by Wang Jiyong's words, the punishment was meant to sever their lineage, ensuring that entity's extinction to completely eliminate a major problem, but a master intervened.

"What kind of demon did they summon?"

"Not sure, I wasn't involved, just heard about it."

"Does General Wang know the location?"

"Qianzhong County. More specific details, I'm not sure."

"Alright, thanks, General Wang." Wen Yan raised his glass, toasting General Wang.

Wen Yan had never heard of Qianzhong County, but it didn't matter; the Scorching Sun Department didn't have many fighters, but plenty of other talents.

Wen Yan chatted with Wang Jiyong for over two hours, discussing various topics, soon diving into politics, from Divine Land to abroad, mentioning how Wen Yan's neighbor was an immigrant Demon King.

Wen Yan only accompanied a few drinks, mostly chatting and joking, bragging a lot.

When it was about time, Wen Yan left everything he brought, wine to meat, mostly unopened. His reason was that when bringing gifts, he didn't take them back when leaving.

After Wen Yan left, the wall beside him shifted, and a soldier terracotta in a scholar's robe emerged.

The scholar was unceremonious, picking up a cup of wine, gulping it down.

Feeling the Yang Energy and the taste of the wine, he sighed deeply.

"Truly generous..."

"Please sit, sir." Wang Jiyong gestured invitingly.

"Bringing so much means it's for me to taste too." The scholar nonchalantly sat beside, beginning to eat and drink.

"Sir, is there anything wrong with what I said?"

"No issues. He's not from the Scorching Sun Department nor asking on their behalf; he purely wishes to eliminate the other creatures himself.

This person hardly exudes any killing intent, yet when he acts, he's the most ruthless.

Ah, this lamb is so tender; it's been years since I tasted lamb.

This man is really particular; I'll write something later for you to rewrite and send to him.

We can't accept such a generous gift and only say a few words."

"Sir, should we intervene?"

"No need. It's beyond us."

Elsewhere, Wen Yan returned, called the General Director, and reported the results.

"Minister, that's about it; I don't know Qianzhong County."

"That's the old name for Chu Nation during the Qin Dynasty; the village was located there back then."

"Oh, you mean that village?"

"Probably not, but shouldn't be far. Your previous idea was already good, just follow your plan."

Wen Yan returned home, waiting quietly, calculating the time; it was nearly the end of the month.

He pondered whether to bring Zhang Xuewen on the last day of the month.