The Indomitable Master of Elixirs Chapter 747 - Creating Havoc in the Capital (1)

Chapter 747: Creating Havoc in the Capital (1)

Before he left, Qin Muyao turned to look at Ji Fengyan and said, “Do you need me to help you look for the Grand Tutor?”

Qin Muyao recalled that Ji Fengyan seemed to have an unusual relationship with the Grand Tutor. Although he preferred not to come into contact with the Grand Tutor, but…

Only the Grand Tutor, Xing Lou, could save Ji Fengyan now.

“This time, His Majesty deliberately concealed his decision from the Grand Tutor. If the Grand Tutor knew…”

“No need.” Ji Fengyan shook her head.

Qin Muyao frowned slightly, but he still left wordlessly. This time, he did not intend to hear all that Ji Fengyan had to say. After leaving the dungeon, he directly left the palace and sprinted towards the residence of the Grand Tutor, Xing Lou.

As she watched Qin Muyao leave, Ji Fengyan did not have any reaction. She only lowered her head. Who knew what she was thinking.

After Qin Muyao left, the little old man who had been pretending to sleep, and the large man, crouched by the metal bars and looked at Ji Fengyan, who bowed her head in silence.

“My goodness, little girl, you’re a Terminator? That’s awesome! How strange. If you’re a Terminator, why would you be locked in here?” The little old man’s expression was full of wonder. In his mind, Terminators were a group of privileged beings who had the highest status in the kingdom.

The little old man and the large man had not heard what Qin Muyao had said when he deliberately lowered his voice, however… They knew Ji Fengyan’s status.

“To be in a king’s company is like living with a tiger. Life and death are at the wimp of the Emperor.” The large man grunted coldly. He was clearly very unhappy with the Emperor.

As the two conversed, Ji Fengyan did not open her mouth at all.

When the two had talked until their mouths were dry, and were ready to continue their debate another time, Ji Fengyan who had kept her head bowed all the while, suddenly lifted her head. A strange smile spread across her face. Her eyes flashed as she looked at the two men who had chattered incessantly for so long.

“You are the Poison King? You are an expert with poisons?” Ji Fengyan suddenly looked at the little old man and spoke.

The little old man cleared his throat, and was prepared to deny it when Ji Fengyan looked at the large man and said, “And what have you done?”

Before the large man could speak, the little old man took the lead.

“This fellow is the famous Chopper of Hundreds. With one stroke of his knife, all will be chopped.”

The large man glared at the little old man.

Ji Fengyan suddenly laughed. “It doesn’t matter. No matter who you are, it doesn’t matter.”

Ji Fengyan’s laugh was strange and made the little old man and the large man break out in gooseb.u.mps.

“Finished, finished. They have driven the little girl mad.” The little old man said as he rubbed his arms.

Ji Fengyan abruptly stopped laughing and said, “Do you want to get out of here?”

The little old man and the large man exchanged glances. They both thought that Ji Fengyan had gone crazy.

“Who wouldn’t want to get out of here? But look at the chains on our bodies. They are made of steel. Even a knife or ax could not break them.” The little old man shook the chains that were at least three rounds shorter than those on Ji Fengyan.

Who could have imagined that just as the little old man finished speaking, the cell suddenly exploded open with a huge crash?

The sound of the explosion immediately attracted the prison guards in the dungeon. More than ten prison guards hurriedly ran over.

Only to see!

Ji Fengyan, who had been chained to the wall with heavy steel chains, had forcefully broken the shackles on her four limbs. She casually stood within the cell, the corner of her mouth curved in a faint smile. She glanced at the ten over prison guards, who stood outside the cell in complete shock.

“Master, you told me that immortal cultivators must be compa.s.sionate, but… these people want to kill me; Can I forget about compa.s.sionately restraining myself?” Ji Fengyan spoke blandly. But no one knew who these words were directed at.