The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

Meeting the increasingly confused gaze of Master Ta, Qin Changye simply stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table: "Actually, Ye Guanxuan, whom you call Master, is my alias."

Snapped!

The wine jug slipped from Grandpa's hand and crashed heavily to the ground.

Qin Changye is none other than Ye Guanxuan! He is the master who disappeared without a trace after his brief appearance!

This news came as a shock and an explosion for him!

But upon closer reflection, it makes sense.

In this vast world, there are countless geniuses, like carp crossing a river, but who among them can rival Qin Changye in combat ability?

If he wasn't his master Ye Guanxuan, then who could he be?

thump!

The next moment, Master Ta knelt down and called out to Qin Changye in an extremely devout voice, "Master."

"Actually, you don't need to call me master. After spending so much time together, I already consider you family. You can still call me 'Crown Prince,' or just 'Long Night,' it's fine."

Qin Changye helped Ta Ye up.

How could Master Ta dare to be negligent? He nodded hastily, "Yes, Master!"

Qin Changye's forehead creased with annoyance. He knew that it would be extremely difficult to change Master Ta's mind in a short time, so he didn't dwell on the issue any further.

Just then, a communication jade slip on his body shattered.

"The Blood-Clad Guards have sent word that they have discovered another liaison office of the Barbarian Kingdom in the capital. This liaison office is located on the same street as the Prince of Qin's residence, and it is disguised as a donkey meat soup restaurant."

Qin Changye's expression turned cold. He didn't know until he investigated that the Barbarian Kingdom had planted a lot of liaison offices in the Great Zhou capital, and they were deeply entrenched.

The other liaison offices have been handed over to the Blood-Clad Guards to eliminate, but Qin Changye intends to personally eliminate this liaison office, which is located on the same street as the Qin Prince's Mansion.

Shangji Nourishing Donkey Meat Soup Restaurant is a well-established restaurant that has been open for thirty years.

This shop's nourishing donkey meat soup is not only extremely delicious, but also has a real nourishing effect. It is very famous on this street and even throughout the entire imperial city.

The line of diners stretches from one end of the street to the other every day, making the business extremely popular.

When Qin Changye and the others pushed open the door, it was still dark, and most people were still asleep. Dozens of tables were already almost full of diners.

"I don't eat donkey meat!"

The waiter, with his dark complexion, had just brought several bowls of steaming hot, nourishing donkey meat soup to the table when Qin Changye overturned the table.

His words were startling.

All eyes were drawn to it.

The dark-faced waiter's face darkened even more: "If you come to our donkey meat soup restaurant and don't eat donkey meat, then what are you doing here?"

"I've come for tea!" Qin Changye replied calmly.

The stern-faced waiter immediately rolled up his sleeves, revealing a fist the size of a sandbag: "I don't think you're here for tea, you're here to cause trouble!"

But before he could actually make a move, a balding old man jogged over and stopped the dark-faced waiter.

He was the manager here, and he solemnly lectured the stern-faced waiter: "What did I tell you before? When running a restaurant, service comes first, taste comes second. Our customers are our bread and butter, and they are our ancestors whom we need to treat with utmost respect."

"If you are not satisfied, it means we did a bad job. We need to look for the reasons within ourselves."

Then, the balding old man looked at Qin Changye, his face almost beaming like a foxtail grass: "Esteemed guest, what kind of tea would you like to drink?"

"Drink your sister!"

Beside him, there was a man with a fiery temper, who had come specifically to cause trouble.

The balding old man immediately looked at the dark-faced waiter and said, "Go and call my sister here."

"Drink your mother's wine!"

Ta Ye was surprised that the balding old man wasn't angry and continued to hurl insults.

But then the balding old man continued to instruct the dark-faced waiter, "Go, dig out my old mother too."

clap clap clap...

As Qin Changye clapped his hands, he looked at the balding shopkeeper and said with admiration, "No wonder your barbarian liaison office has been able to lie low for so long. It turns out you have such a patient shopkeeper."

"It's just a pity that such a flexible and adaptable person is ultimately a barbarian, an enemy of our Great Zhou."

His words were startling.

The diners around were all stunned. The restaurant where they had been drinking donkey meat soup for thirty years was actually a liaison office opened by barbarian spies in the capital.

Is this reasonable?

Did I make a mistake?

The dark-faced waiter's expression tightened, and his hand was just about to reach for his waist when the balding shopkeeper stopped him without making a sound.

His face showed no fear or anger at being exposed, only undisguised grievance: "Young master, our donkey meat soup restaurant has been open for thirty years, always working diligently and making donkey meat soup with care. We don't know where we have offended you to slander us as some liaison office from a barbarian country?"

Qin Changye laughed: "I underestimated you just now. You're not only good at enduring, but also very good at pretending."

"Although I don't need evidence to destroy you, I'll make you admit defeat because you're a talented person."

As Qin Changye spoke, he opened the recording stone sent by the Blood-Clad Guards and released it publicly.

In the video, the balding shopkeeper's face no longer held the friendly smile that once greeted customers from all directions; instead, it was filled with an almost overflowing ferocity.

He reported various intelligence to the barbarian who had sneaked into the donkey meat restaurant in the dead of night...

Ironclad facts speak louder than any eloquence.

All the diners in the restaurant were stunned.

I originally thought Qin Changye was a rogue who was looking for trouble for no reason, but now it seems that he is a hero who is cleaning up spies.

"After playing the fool for thirty years, I almost forgot that I'm actually a peerless master with unparalleled cultivation!"

Seeing that he could no longer hide the truth, the balding shopkeeper stopped pretending and pulled out a pair of meat cleavers from his waist: "Old buddies, you've suffered for cutting donkey meat with me for the past thirty years. Today, I'll show you how to cut human flesh to your heart's content!"

puff!

No sooner had the balding shopkeeper finished speaking than a dark-colored longsword pierced his chest, penetrating his heart and emerging from his back.

"Judging from how confident you were just now, I thought you really had some skills, but it turns out, that's all?"

Qin Changye drew his ink sword and casually buried the balding shopkeeper's body on the second floor of the Burial Immortal Tower.

A mere first-level martial arts master deserves to be called a peerless expert?

What a weak peerless master!

At the same time, Master Ta and his men also made their move. The staff at the donkey meat soup restaurant were far inferior in cultivation to the balding owner, so they had no power to resist and could only be slaughtered.

"I thought this young master looked familiar, and now that I look closer, isn't he Qin Changye, the heir of the Prince of Qin's mansion?"

"That's right, it's definitely him. He's been the most talked-about person in the capital lately!"

"He killed barbarian spies and destroyed their liaison offices. This Prince Qin has rid the people and the country of a scourge. We all underestimated him before!"

"Who says otherwise? I was so naive to think he couldn't do it. Turns out he was just hiding it well. It just goes to show, like the old saying, 'Like father, like son; like grandfather, like grandson!'"

"It's just a pity that the balding shopkeeper died too soon; the secret recipe for his nourishing donkey meat soup, which he'd been drinking for thirty years, is probably going to be lost!"

……

Witnessing Qin Changye's swift and decisive departure after killing someone, the diners around, finally coming to their senses, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

As Qin Changye was heading to the next contact point, his cultivation level increased dramatically, reaching the second level of the King Martial Realm!

"Why did it suddenly upgrade? Is the donkey meat soup at that nourishing donkey meat soup restaurant really that nourishing?"

Qin Changye looked somewhat confused, then shook his head.

The nourishing donkey meat soup had just been served when he flipped the table without even taking a sip!

Overnight, dozens of liaison offices of barbarian spies were uprooted.

That night, Qin Changye killed too many people, buried too many corpses, and also gained too much faith power.

His cultivation level was only one step away from the third level of the King Martial Realm.

What kind of upgrade speed is this?

Qin Changye had never seen it in either of his two lifetimes.

When he was first reborn, Qin Changye set himself a small goal:

He became a saint in one year, an emperor in three years, and invincible in the human realm in five years, and personally killed Bai Luoli to avenge himself.

In retrospect, that small goal was indeed set too low.

As the first rays of sunlight shone down in the morning, General Tie, who had originally planned to personally lead a delegation to the capital for peace talks, did not arrive.

However, his second daughter, Tie Shunu, arrived, bringing with her a handwritten letter from him:

[If Qin Changye's head is severed within a day and hung above the imperial city gates, peace talks can continue; otherwise, the barbarian kingdom and the Great Zhou will be locked in a life-or-death struggle.]

"This is my father, and also the last chance our barbarian kingdom is giving your Great Zhou. Why don't you obey immediately?"

When Tie Shunu arrived in the capital, she went straight into the palace and, in front of all the civil and military officials, slammed the handwritten letter heavily onto the Empress's desk.