My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The city defense commander, who was leading the troops, roared angrily, his gaze sweeping over the guards rolling on the ground.

Only then did the monk Mingxin reluctantly close the sutra.

He released his hand from the young scoundrel's shoulder, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly to the young scoundrel.

"If you have any insights, you may come to discuss them with this humble monk in the future."

As if granted a pardon, the young scoundrel scrambled toward the city's garrison commander.

He pointed at the monk Mingxin and roared at the top of his lungs.

"Commander, seize this wicked monk immediately! He injured me!"

The commander recognized the young scoundrel's face, and his expression changed slightly.

The Wang family wields immense power in Brahma City, and this young master Wang is a notorious troublemaker.

I actually got beaten up at the city gate today.

The commander drew his sword, ready to order the arrest.

"The city entry tax will be paid together."

A lazy voice came from the oxcart.

Li Chen casually tossed his hand, and a high-grade spirit stone radiating rich spiritual energy swept through the air and landed steadily at the commander's feet.

The light emanating from the superior spirit stone instantly blinded everyone around.

The commander froze.

He looked at the high-grade spirit stone on the ground, then at the unfathomable young man in blue robes on the oxcart.

He was certainly not blind to be able to work in Brahma City.

Someone who casually throws around high-grade spirit stones is definitely not someone these city defense troops can afford to offend.

"Young Master Wang, this is just a misunderstanding. It is not appropriate to resort to violence in such a strategically important place as the city gates."

The commander calmly stepped on the high-grade spirit stone, putting on a serious, businesslike expression.

Young Master Wang was so angry he jumped up and down.

But he could tell that the city defense troops didn't want to get involved, so he could only glare fiercely at Li Chen and Monk Mingxin.

"You just wait, this isn't over!"

After uttering this harsh threat, Young Master Wang led his remaining troops and fled into the city in a sorry state.

Li Chen jumped off the oxcart and took Si Zi's little hand.

"Mingxin, it's time to go."

Monk Mingxin respectfully responded, carefully put the scriptures away from his body, and followed behind Li Chen.

The old farmer drove his oxcart cautiously through the city gate.

Brahma City was indeed incredibly prosperous.

The wide street was wide enough to accommodate ten carriages side by side.

Shops lined both sides of the street, their calls and the cries of mythical beasts blending together to create a lively atmosphere.

The air was filled with a rich sandalwood scent.

At every street corner, one can see exquisitely carved Buddha statues and golden prayer flags.

But beneath this solemn Buddhist atmosphere lies an extreme sense of luxury and worldly clamor.

The big eyes of the rhinoceros are simply not enough.

She looked around and soon her arms were full of all sorts of street food she'd never seen before.

There are candied hawthorns wrapped in golden threads, roasted rabbit legs that exude a meaty aroma, and crystal cakes that are crystal clear.

Fatty Si squatted on Si Zi's shoulder, occasionally sticking out his tongue to lick the roasted meat in her hand.

The two, a human and a cat, ate with their mouths greasy.

Li Chen found a top-tier inn called "Yunhai Pavilion" in the best location in the city.

They booked an entire quiet, independent courtyard.

The courtyard features artificial hills and flowing water, exuding a vibrant energy and creating an extremely elegant environment.

After settling in, Monk Mingxin sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.

He took out the book "Mahayana Buddhism" again and began to study it with great eagerness, as if he were possessed.

Occasionally, when encountering something he doesn't understand, he'll demonstrate his martial arts moves, seemingly trying to forcefully blend martial arts with Buddhist principles.

Night falls.

The city of Brahma was ablaze with lights.

Huge glass palace lanterns hung on both sides of the street, illuminating the entire city as if it were daytime.

Li Chen stood alone by the window on the second floor of the inn.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes calmly overlooking the bustling metropolis.

The evening breeze ruffled his dark blue hair.

Li Chen's divine sense spread out silently in all directions, like an invisible giant net.

Gradually, his brows furrowed slightly.

"The formation beneath this city is quite interesting."

In Li Chen's perception, the apparent prosperity of Brahma City was just a facade.

Beneath the entire city lies a massive and outrageously complex array.

The array's patterns are intricate and complex, resembling the blood vessels of the human body, spreading throughout every corner of the city.

What displeased Li Chen the most was the aura flowing within the formation.

Beneath the sandalwood scent lies a deeply hidden, nauseating smell of blood.

This blood energy is slowly and imperceptibly draining the meager life force of millions of civilians in the city.

All the vitality ultimately converged on the tallest temple in the city center.

Then, through some hidden spatial passage, it was transmitted to the far west.

"Using the blood and sweat of millions of mortals to nourish the Buddha's land, is this your compassion?"

A cold smile curled at the corner of Li Chen's lips.

He finally understood why the Buddhist atmosphere in this city was so murky and murky.

This is not a sacred place for cultivation at all, but a huge captive ranch.

Just as Li Chen was observing the operating rules of the underground formation.

Suddenly, strange black shadows appeared on the street outside the inn.

Dozens of assassins cloaked in black, under the cover of night, moved like ghosts along the walls and silently surrounded the independent courtyard of Yunhai Pavilion.

The leader was an elderly man with a full head of white hair, emanating a powerful spiritual pressure that only a Golden Core cultivator could possess.

He was the eldest elder of the Wang family.

The Wang family could not possibly swallow the humiliation their son had suffered at the city gate during the day.

The old man stood in the shadows, his gaze coldly fixed on the lit window on the second floor of the inn.

He slowly raised his right hand and made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Surround this inn and don't let a single fly out!"

The shadowy figures drew their poisoned blades, like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, preparing to scale the wall and break in.

Second floor window.

Li Chen slowly withdrew his divine sense, which had been overlooking the entire city.

He lowered his head, and his gaze met the murderous eyes of the Wang family elder outside the courtyard wall.

Li Chen neither exclaimed nor backed down.

He simply picked up the celadon teacup from the windowsill and gently raised it towards the white-haired old man.

The teacup gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and a playful smile curved Li Chen's lips.

In the shadows outside the wall, the face of the Wang family's eldest elder instantly darkened to the depths.

He lived for over a hundred years and was a powerful figure in Brahma City.

Today, my grandson was brutally beaten in the street at the city gate, which not only disgraced the Wang family but also trampled their dignity into the mud.

Upon seeing the young man in blue in the inn dare to provoke him, his anger instantly boiled over.

"Kill them all, leave no one alive."

The eldest elder of the Wang family lowered his voice and gave a death order to the dozens of black-clad assassins behind him.

His voice was like a poisoned ice blade, sending chills down one's spine.

As soon as the words were spoken, dozens of dark figures shot over the high walls of Yunhai Pavilion like arrows released from a bow.

They wore specially made night-clothes, concealing all their presence to the lowest possible level.

The short blades in his hands, coated with deadly poison, reflected no light in the darkness, resembling the fangs of a venomous snake, silently approaching the center of the courtyard.