East of the city of Cambe, the Lord's Palace.

The architecture here is clearly different from the other, and the whole city of Cambay is relatively good, in one of the houses.

It was an empty hall, slightly dimly lit, with a number of seats on either side of the hall, and in the middle of the two rows of seats, a man sat on a magnificent and exquisite chair.

This is a middle-aged man of about forty, extremely slender figure, wearing a delicate brocade shirt with white and gold edges. There are five long whiskers under the chin, which is extremely elegant and agile. But the most contemptuous thing on his face is his pair of intelligent and delicate eyes.

It is like a lake and the sea, and it is unfathomable. The occasional spilling light would make people shudder, cold as poisoned ice, this is an extremely dangerous person, although the aura on his body is not strong. This man is the lord of Cambay City, who has ruled the sinful place of Cambé City for several years, and the wicked people in Cambay City are terrified-Bu Xingdao!

He sat in his seat, his eyes half-closed, as if shallow and drunk. But at this time, he slowly opened his eyes and looked out the door, as if someone was coming. There was a sound of soft footsteps, and a figure walked into the hall.

This is a gray-clothed scribe in his fifties, although he is not too old, but he has a hint of old age. The figure is slightly rickety, looking like an old man hanging from the curtain, and the wind and frost are carving traces and leaving countless marks.

His face was slightly pale, like a man who had been ill for a long time. His long, narrow and shrewd eyes seemed to be smiling all the time, and although he was laughing, there was a cold aura that always lingered on him, like a fox hiding in the shadows.

And this person is the right-hand man of the city lord Bu Xingdao, who manages the big and small affairs of Cambe City for him and gives him advice - Xutianzhi! It can be said that Bu Xingdao has such achievements as today, and most of the credit is due to Xutianzhi.

"Meet the Castle Lord!"

Xu Tianzhi walked in and bowed to the divination of the head.

"Hehe, old man, you are still so polite, sit!"

Seeing the person coming, Bu Xingdao smiled slightly, waved his hand, and motioned for Xu Tianzhi to sit down.

"Thank you, Lord of the City!"

Xu Tianzhi smiled like an old fox, then found a seat and sat down, picked up a cup of tea on the wooden table and brought it to his mouth.

"Lord City, there is news this morning that the Red Maple Auction Pavilion is going to auction a batch of healing elixirs. Even if a cultivator below the Condensation Source Realm is seriously injured, he can recover sixty percent in an instant, do you think we should send someone to ......"

Xu Tianzhi slowly put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Bu Xingdao, who was sitting at the top, and asked in a tentative tone, with a flash of light in his eyes.

Bu Xingdao understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Oh, there is actually an elixir with such a good effect, and the people of the Red Maple Auction Pavilion are willing to take it out for auction, I'm afraid it's not easy!"

Bu Xingdao glanced at Xu Tianzhi as usual, and said indifferently.

"The city lord guessed correctly, according to our spy report, it seems that a mysterious black-robed man who suddenly appeared in Cambay City took the pill to the Red Maple Auction Pavilion for auction, it is said that the pill is the best of the second-order pills, or the black-robed man refined it himself, maybe the black-robed man is a second-order peak or even a third-order alchemist, do you see if it is ......"

The light in Xutianzhi's eyes flashed, and he looked at Bu Xingdao, and his tone contained other meanings.