When the curtain opened the door and entered the courtyard, there was still a lot of noise inside, and when everyone saw the president of the curtain come in, they still talked and played, and they didn't take him seriously at all. And when the second president Wan Lishan and the third president Xuan Yuan came in, the people sitting on the stage instantly became silent, as if they were the big president, and the two of them were happy and proud, especially the second president Wan Lishan smiled from ear to ear, and the third president Xuan Yuan had a hint of ridicule.

"Honorable president, today is the day of our Wuyue Empire's primary refining competition, as in the past, first of all, each person will refine the on-site refining, everyone can refine the Horcrux they are best at, and later, we will evaluate the appearance and actual combat of the Horcrux refined by you, to see who has the most powerful Horcrux, take the top six, and finally refine the designated Horcrux to determine the final first place. Due to the limited number of refining furnaces, our first round of random Horcrux refining was divided into three waves. An hour for each person. When the host saw that the three presidents were already seated, he began to announce the rules of the competition.

"Now the game begins. The host shouted again.

At this time, fourteen or fifteen teenagers came down from the platform, and saw that they were full of vigor and smiles, and confidently came to their respective refining furnaces and sat down. Originally, alchemists were an extremely respected profession, not to mention that they were all in their respective cities, and the best of the younger generation were naturally full of self-confidence and felt that they could do anything. This blind self-confidence can sometimes become the motivation for his efforts, but sometimes it can also become an excuse for his complacency, knowing that the road to martial arts is long.

In this way, they sat in front of the refining furnace and began to refine their own horcruxes, and everyone on the scene stared intently at the refining furnace in the courtyard.

Mu Baili's eyes were staring at the junior disciples who were playing on the field, his face was calm, but his heart was turbulent.

On the other side, this morning, the fat man panted and rushed to the hotel where he was huddled.

"Found it... Found it..."The fat man shouted as he pushed open the door of Feng Shan without taking a breath.

"Really!" Feng asked with an excited face.

The fat man nodded heavily, and then kept gasping.

"You catch your breath first, I'll call Uncle Jian over. Feng Yu saw that the fat man was a little out of breath, so he walked towards the door while talking.

When Feng Yu and Phantom Sword came in again, the fat man's breath had also stabilized.

"Yesterday morning, I saw a person buying a big bag of steamed buns and steamed buns at the intersection bun shop, and I didn't pay attention to him when I didn't think he was a martial artist. But half an hour ago, I saw him come to the steamed bun shop and buy a large bag of steamed buns and steamed buns, and I thought it was strange in my heart, I bought so many yesterday, and I ate them all in one day! It means that there must be many people in his family, but who in the slums can afford to eat so many steamed buns every day! So I kept an eye on him, and followed him all the way to the grove behind the slum, where there was a dilapidated warehouse, and the man closed the gate as soon as he entered. Later, I went back to the steamed bun shop to inquire, and the owner said that the man had started coming here more than ten days ago, and would come to him every morning to buy a large bag of steamed buns and steamed buns, and the time coincided, and I guessed they must be in that warehouse. The fat man described what happened from beginning to end, although he didn't see Yang Xiaotian and Mu Ling, but all signs indicated that they were there.

Phantom Sword fell into deep thought, the more he needed to deal with it calmly at this time, although the fat man found an important clue, but he was not sure that Yang Gongzi and Miss were inside, if they entered rashly, it would definitely attract everyone's attention. If they weren't in that warehouse, but somewhere else, they would surely kill both of them if they found out that they had come to the rescue. But if you don't make a move now, time will slowly run out, and when Wanli Mountain Xuanyuan and them sit on the position of the president, they will also kill the two of them to prevent future troubles. At this time, the phantom sword was in a dilemma, and he didn't know whether he should attack or not.

"Uncle Jian, we have been looking in the slum for so long and have not found anything suspicious, which means that the fat man's suspicion is right, and we have not set foot in that grove. They must be there, and it won't be too late if they don't do it. Feng Yu saw that the phantom sword was a little hesitant, so he persuaded him.

"Do you know what it means to strike?" Phantom Sword asked.

"Yes, it's too late now, even if the fat man doesn't find a clue. I also thought that instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it would be better to give them a scare and put them in a panic, so that the clues would be revealed. Feng Yu explained.

Phantom Sword's eyes were staring at Feng Yu, he didn't expect a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl to think about things so far-reaching, and she could advance and retreat in a certain way. Indeed, it is better to take the initiative than to sit and wait. So he nodded and said, "That's it!"

Feng Yu and the fat man glanced at each other, with a look of relief on their faces, and they were finally about to do it.

"Since we have to do it, we have to have a detailed action plan. Phantom Sword said.

Feng Yu nodded in agreement, and after a while, several people worked out a plan of action.

Then Phantom Sword gathered all the warriors together and explained the division of labor for each person. First of all, two warriors were left at each of the three exits of the slum to prevent them from being alarmed, so that they could get the news and escape, and the remaining ten warriors all put on the clothes of the slums, and under the leadership of the fat man, they sneaked into the grove and waited for the signal of the phantom sword attack.

The rest of the Ant Alliance were still scattered in all corners of the slum at the moment, only the fat man and Qiye frolicked all the way to the grove, followed by a few scattered locals not far behind.

After coming to the grove, the ten warriors slowly hid in the woods around the warehouse, and the fat man and Nanaya walked towards the warehouse with slingshots in their hands.

"You dead fat man, tell you to watch the red bird, where is it now?, are you going to look for it?" Nanaya deliberately scolded loudly, scolding and kicking the fat man's ass with his foot.

"Isn't this just what you're looking for?" muttered the fat man, as if he was too angry to come out.

"You're still talking, find it quickly! I told you, if you can't find it, I'll kill you." After saying that, he kicked at the fat man again.

The people at the door of the warehouse heard a sound outside, and they all fell silent, and the leader of the person was angry at the person next to him, and the person took a cloth to block the mouths of Yang Xiaotian and Mu Ling to prevent them from making a sound.