Chapter 112: My Sword Immortal Friend

At these words, the Immortal City Law Enforcers instantly knew what to do.

The look they gave Xu Fugui grew colder.

If Xu Fugui didn’t move aside, they would take him away as well.

Mo Chen put on a worried expression and immediately tried to persuade him. "Fugui, hurry up and get out of the way. You know what kind of place the Immortal City’s Black Prison is. If you get thrown in, you’re bound to suffer."

It would have been better if he hadn’t said anything.

Now that he had, Xu Fugui was even more unwilling to move.

If Li Chang’an were dragged inside, his fate would be the same.

The Inquisitors in the Black Prison were all incredibly ruthless!

"Daoist Xu, it seems you want to take a trip to the Black Prison as well!"

Huang Feng’s tone grew even colder as he immediately signaled for the Law Enforcers to make a move.

Just then, Li Chang’an walked to the door of the private room and cupped his hands in a salute to Huang Feng outside.

"Daoist Huang, we meet again."

Hearing this, the others were all stunned, their faces showing confusion.

The status gap between these two was so vast—one was a Loose Cultivator from a small town, while the other was the grand-disciple of a Golden Core Master. How could they possibly have crossed paths before today?

Huang Feng’s expression was cold as he said to Li Chang’an, "Daoist Li, you have truly disappointed me."

"Why am I a disappointment?"

"You know perfectly well why!"

Huang Feng snorted coldly and continued, "Daoist Li, during our last trip to the cave mansion, we fought side-by-side. Our friendship was not shallow. I considered you a good friend and invited you to be a guest in the Immortal City. But I never would have imagined that you would collude with Tribulation Cultivators!"

His words answered the question on everyone’s mind.

So they had fought side-by-side before.

At this realization, the looks many of them gave Li Chang’an turned strange.

To befriend the grand-disciple of a Golden Core Master was a heaven-sent opportunity, yet he had failed to grasp it. Instead, he had willingly sunk so low as to collude with Tribulation Cultivators.

Li Chang’an smiled, his expression relaxed.

"Daoist Huang, may I see the evidence?"

"Fine. Since you want evidence, I’ll give it to you!"

Huang Feng was already prepared.

He gave a light pat to the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist.

Two sallow and emaciated Cultivators were released from the Spirit Beast Bag.

The moment the two appeared, they immediately started begging for mercy.

"Young Master Huang, spare our lives!"

"We had no choice! We were forced onto this path of being Tribulation Cultivators!"

"If I had a choice, I’d want to be a good person too!"

"..."

Apparently, these two were the Tribulation Cultivators Huang Feng had mentioned capturing.

In other words, Li Chang’an’s accomplices.

Huang Feng’s face was ice-cold. He pointed at Li Chang’an and said, "You two, take a good look. Is he the one who colluded with you?"

The two men trembled, fear written on their faces. They turned their heads in unison and stared at Li Chang’an with their murky eyes.

Almost in the next instant, one of them shouted, "It’s him! That’s him!"

The other nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"That’s right, it’s him! He’s the one who forced us to become Tribulation Cultivators!"

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone present changed.

A guarded look appeared on Tang Suran’s pretty face. She sized Li Chang’an up again, clearly now harboring suspicions.

Mo Chen, for his part, tugged on Xu Fugui’s sleeve again.

His tone was especially grave.

"Fugui, the witnesses are here. Don’t cause any more trouble. Just let them take Li Chang’an for now. If you keep this up, it’ll be bad for the restaurant and for Master!"

Gu Shanxing also sent a Sound Transmission, telling Xu Fugui to think of their master.

"Master..."

Xu Fugui was torn, finding it difficult to make a choice.

His master had shown him kindness as weighty as a mountain, teaching him the Skills of a Spirit Chef and bringing him to Yellow Crane Immortal City to give him a stable environment for his Cultivation Immortality. It could be said his master had given him a new life.

But Li Chang’an had saved his life.

"Fugui, no need to put yourself in a difficult position."

Just then, Li Chang’an patted his shoulder.

He still wore a smile, and his tone was calm, betraying no hint of nervousness or fear.

This matter was clearly a trap set for him by Huang Feng.

If Xu Fugui got too deeply involved, he would only drag himself down with him.

’This Huang Feng is even more petty than I thought,’ Li Chang’an thought to himself.

He smiled and looked at Huang Feng.

"Daoist Huang, I believe there must be some misunderstanding, as I don’t know these two men."

"Li Chang’an, at this point, you still want to argue?"

Huang Feng barked, putting on the air of a strict Law Enforcer.

The two emaciated Tribulation Cultivators once again began to point at Li Chang’an.

"Li Chang’an, for all these years, my brother and I have been working for you, following your every command! You were the one who devised all the plans for our raids!"

"Now that the cat’s out of the bag, you’re pretending you don’t know us?"

The two of them, their faces full of rage, cursed at Li Chang’an.

The anger in their words sounded so genuine it was almost impossible to discern any falsehood, as if they had truly known Li Chang’an for many years.

Seeing them act like this, Tang Suran and the others became a bit more convinced.

Now, they only hoped Xu Fugui wouldn’t remain so stubborn, or he would most likely be implicated as well.

"Fugui, move aside at once!"

Tang Suran sent a Sound Transmission, her voice lacking its usual gentleness and carrying a hint of a command.

"I..."

Xu Fugui grit his teeth, still wanting to hold his ground.

But Li Chang’an said with a smile, "Fugui, it’s alright. I have a friend who can prove I’m not a Tribulation Cultivator. She’s already here."

Hearing this, Xu Fugui was taken aback.

"Big Brother, who is this friend of yours?"

"You’ll know when you see her."

Li Chang’an didn’t elaborate, his gaze fixed on the main entrance of the restaurant.

Seeing this, the others were just as puzzled as Xu Fugui.

Who was he waiting for?

Huang Feng frowned, a premonition of unease stirring in his heart.

Fearing a new complication, he hastily ordered the Law Enforcers, "Seize Li Chang’an immediately! Take him to the Black Prison for a thorough interrogation!"

"Yes, sir!"

The Law Enforcers responded in unison, their auras erupting with the power of the Late Stage of Qi Refining.

They were on the verge of moving against Li Chang’an.

However, just at that moment, a far more terrifying aura instantly descended upon the entire Yuelai Restaurant, so heavy it nearly suffocated everyone.

"A Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator!"

Everyone’s expression changed.

Tang Suran and the others had felt the aura of their master, Wang Fu’an, before, which made them especially shocked. The power of this newcomer was far beyond that of their master.

An instant later, a woman in black robes with a longsword on her back appeared at the restaurant’s main entrance.

Seeing this person, Huang Feng’s face changed drastically.

"Junior Martial Uncle Pei!"

He hurriedly bowed, his posture instantly becoming much more deferential.

The newcomer was none other than the ninth disciple of Huang He Master, the Foundation Establishment Powerhouse known to the outside world as the "Female Sword Immortal."

Pei Yingyao!

’How could it be her!’

Huang Feng’s mind reeled.

He never would have imagined that Li Chang’an could actually get *her* to come!

This person surpassed his own master in both power and seniority.

Tang Suran and the others didn’t dare to be disrespectful either. Shaking off their shock, they all bowed in turn.

"Greetings, Elder Pei."