Dragon Gate Swordsman

"Is there something wrong with this person?"

“…Nothing is right.”

Inès's eye twitched, and then she pinched her forehead.

"Hey Kal'tsit, this trip of ours has already been difficult, and you want to make things more complicated?"

Kal'tsit did not answer, but just looked at Chongxiao downstairs with a focused expression.

It is not a big problem that ordinary Terra residents have never heard of the Xel'Naga race. After all, there are many unknown populations on this land, and some of them were thought to be extinct long ago.

But if Kal'tsit had never heard of it...that would be another matter.

But she had important things to do at the moment, and she didn't have the time or energy to study these...

"No...don't worry about him. Let's try to meet the True Dragon Emperor first."

"The question is, will that kind of big shot meet you?"

"It would be a no-go if we were chased away outside the city."

An inexplicable light flashed in Kal'tsit's eyes. "But since you are here as an envoy of a country, there shouldn't be any big problems."

……

During the days that Huang Xinglan locked himself in the room, he thought a lot and figured out a lot of things.

She could definitely avenge her family, but not with her own hands... She couldn't tell whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, the only thing she was sure of was that after this, she would never stay in this country again.

It's not disgust or hatred, it's just disappointment.

It is said that people who practice martial arts in Dayan have a saying that when you are in the world of martial arts, you have no choice.

Huang Xinglan now thinks that it is not a bad idea to replace "jianghu" with "chaotang" or even "shendu"...

But no matter what, it will all be over soon.

Huang Xinglan only felt that he owed someone, and that was Chongxiao... The other party had run around to help him with the investigation, and even went so far as to cause trouble for the Guard Bureau. He had already kept this favor in his heart, and would repay it sooner or later.

"This is it, Miss Huang."

"Thank you, Boss Guo, and... Taoist Qinglian."

Huang Xinglan seemed to have regained the feeling of being a lady from a noble family. She spoke to the two of them very politely and then got out of the car.

She could actually come here by herself, but Guo Shan and Ling had nothing to do, so they offered to give her a ride... Please don't get me wrong, this is what it means literally, and it is completely different from the jargon used in the underworld of Dayan.

The gentle Boss Guo felt some sympathy for the poor girl, but Ling, on the contrary, only felt sorry for her and thought that she should cheer up as soon as possible and move on.

Perhaps it's because I've seen too many similar things over the countless years.

By the way, the Sima Tai has a nationwide rule that Ling will never be issued a driver's license, so Guo Shan is the one driving.

"Xiao Lan, this way!"

Chongxiao, who was waiting at the gate, saw Huang Xinglan at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her towards the main building.

"Wait...wait a minute, Brother Chongxiao, the doctor you mentioned..."

"Don't worry, even though she looks young, that old-fashioned feeling is definitely true. She is a reliable doctor!"

In fact, Chongxiao was talking nonsense. The reason why he trusted Kal'tsit so much was because she showed him the medical equipment in her luggage.

Just think about it, what kind of relationship can a diplomatic mission to another country have with medical equipment? So Kal'tsit's main job is most likely a doctor, so her claim that she can treat mineral disease is much more credible.

The meeting between the doctor and the patient was lukewarm and there were no unexpected events... Kal'tsit had heard from Chongxiao about the Huang family being exterminated, but she didn't seem to care. Huang Xinglan, apart from being curious about the fact that there were several Sarkaz people here, did not show any closeness to Kal'tsit, who was of the same race.

The basic tests did not take too long. The blood draw, heart rate test and Originium reaction observation were all completed in just over ten minutes. Huang Xinglan also showed off her Originium skills.

It can amplify the internal energy of gaseous substances within a fixed range, and the most intuitive manifestation is a sharp rise in its temperature.

This is an Originium skill that doesn't seem to be of much use at first glance, but is actually extremely terrifying. However, Huang Xinglan was deeply influenced by the culture of the Yan Kingdom and was obsessed with physical training. He had basically no knowledge of Originium skills until he was examined by Kal'tsit and clarified the type and effect.

"...What a pity. If we had discovered it earlier, it might have been a pleasant surprise."

Looking at his hands, Huang Xinglan spoke in a low voice.

"It's not too late to find out now. Your symptoms of mineral sickness can basically be ignored. If you pay attention to treatment at all times, it should be easy to control."

"Then how should I...pay attention to treatment?"

"There are no professional equipment here. If you don't mind, you can come with me after the coronation ceremony. I know a lot of hospitals that have experience in this area."

Chongxiao, who had been observing the situation nearby, became anxious upon hearing this.

Kal'tsit's intention was obvious. She wanted Huang Xinglan to go with her, but what was Kazdel? The war was raging and chaotic, and he couldn't allow the other party to take Huang Xinglan there.

"Wait! This doesn't seem appropriate, Ms. Kelsey!"

“…Do you think I asked her to go to Kazdel?”

Uh... isn't it?

Chongxiao's expression froze on his face.

Huang Xinglan has been issued an "eviction order" and must either leave the capital within a certain period of time or move to a designated area... The girl is not willing to choose the second option, so she is destined to leave the capital.

At least she can't continue to live here.

"Then Ms. Kelsey, is there a hospital in Victoria that you know of?"

"Yes, there are quite a few."

"That's no problem."

Don't be fooled by Londinium's current appearance of being all show and no substance. To be honest, Victoria is still the country with the highest comprehensive technological level in this land. Moreover, Huang Xinglan has some relatives there, so it would be a good idea for him to go there.

Chongxiao just felt regretful that he was unable to "catch" another person to join the Guard Bureau.

Huang Xinglan did not make a decision on the spot, but it could be seen that she was somewhat tempted. After all, no one wanted to be tortured by oripathy.

However, at this moment, Kal'tsit suddenly made a strange request.

"Officer Chongxiao, do you want to try drawing a tube of blood for testing?"

"…Me? Why would I do a blood test when I have nothing better to do?"

"This may reveal the reason why you are so immune to oripathy."

Chongxiao wanted to say that he was not interested in the reason, but for some reason, he vaguely felt that there was a sense of urgency in the look Kal'tsit gave him.

My goodness, could it be that this woman has a similar hobby to Hu Qingniu, the medical immortal of Die Valley, and likes to study difficult and complicated diseases? But high immunity shouldn't be considered a difficult and complicated disease, right?

"Okay, let's try some."

Chongxiao walked over to Kal'tsit and sat down, rolling up the sleeve of his right arm.

As a result, a rather embarrassing scene occurred: the needle of the syringe failed to penetrate Chongxiao's skin... Although Kal'tsit was using only the most common sterilized needle at this time, probably only a very small number of races such as Vaifan and Agor could do this.

Facing Kal'tsit's burning gaze, Chongxiao swallowed and said, "Maybe... you bought a fake?"

"please wait for a moment."

Kal'tsit walked out of the room and asked Ines to get her another set of medical tools, which included spare syringe needles, and the materials used were obviously different.

This time the needle went in more smoothly and a little blood was drawn.

“When will the test results be available?”

Covering the place where blood was drawn with cotton wool, Chongxiao approached Kal'tsit and asked.

Just two minutes after Huang Xinglan's blood was drawn, the automatic testing instrument gave an analysis report, but it only reported the content of Originium crystals in the blood, not a systematic summary.

Chongxiao knew that his work would not happen that fast.

"It'll probably take a few hours, maybe longer, but it should be fine until we leave."

"Well... we won't bother you for now, Ms. Kal'tsit."

Soon, Chongxiao and Huang Xinglan left here, leaving only Kal'tsit staring at the blood she had just drawn expressionlessly, and no one knew what she was thinking...

"Brother Chongxiao, you still have work to do, so don't go out. I can go back by myself."

"Well, tomorrow is the coronation ceremony of the True Dragon Emperor. If nothing unexpected happens, Lord Song will soon announce who the real murderer is. We just need to wait patiently."

"Well... I know, everything is over."

Watching Huang Xinglan's back disappear, Chongxiao felt bad, but there was nothing he could do.

He turned around, ready to throw away the cotton wool and go read a book to learn Sarkaz, but he noticed something strange: there was not a trace of blood on the cotton wool.

……what?

Chongxiao raised the arm that had just had blood drawn and found that the elbow was intact and did not look like it had been pricked by a needle at all.

After standing there in a daze for a few seconds, Chongxiao, who didn't believe in evil, picked up a sharp stone from the ground and scratched the back of his hand with force!

"hiss!"

The pain was very clear, and there were indeed bloody wounds, but Chongxiao didn't care about that at all.

Because the wound healed right under his eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and without leaving any trace...

……

After sending Huang Xinglan to Chongxiao, Ling did not follow Guo Shan back to Fenglaiyi, but got off the car halfway and strolled alone to an ancient scenic pedestrian street.

This is one of the few streets in Shendu that still retains its ancient style. Not only is the road still paved with bluestone slabs, but the buildings on both sides are mostly three- or four-story brick and wood structures, without using too much modern steel and cement.

Walking in such a place always makes people feel nostalgic... nostalgic for those things and friends that have long disappeared in the long river of history.

It's a pity that it's the middle of winter now, the climate is dry and there is little rain, otherwise the atmosphere of this street would be even better.

The Yanyu Tower that we are going to now got its name from this.

This restaurant with a simple and elegant decoration style is not particularly famous in Shendu, and its scale is not very large, but it is well-known in the world of Dayan.

There is even a poem that says: If I don't go to the Misty Rain Tower in this life, I will be a knight drinking and worrying in vain. He holds his sword with a frown on his face to suppress the seven evil spirits. Who can surpass him in a thousand years?

The first two lines of the four-line poem are simply praising the place called Yanyu Tower, while the last two lines are "allusions" from more than 30 years ago.

At that time, a seven-member group appeared in the Dayan underworld, calling themselves the Seven Evils of Tiankui. They relied on their outstanding martial arts to act tyrannically, making the people in the underworld miserable and full of complaints. However, they were also extremely cunning and cautious, resulting in the Dayan officials having no reason to intervene.

It is widely rumored among the people that no one can subdue these seven evil spirits at the same time unless it is the Taoist Master of the Yanhuang Palace or the Wu Zhenren stationed in the northern border.

One day, Qisha received a letter of challenge and came to Yanyu Tower to accept the challenge.

The result of the battle shocked the entire martial arts world: the man who sent the letter of challenge actually fought against seven people alone, defeated them all, and most of his skills were wasted.

From then on, the name "Sword Saint" came into being. In just over thirty years, he became one of the three great masters of Yan State, as famous as Dao Zun and Wu Zhenren. Even Yanyu Tower, a originally ordinary restaurant, became a martial arts holy place passed down by word of mouth in the martial arts world.

"...You really do like this kind of place, Xiaoqing."

He stood in front of the restaurant door and stared for a long time, then shook his head and smiled bitterly a few times before walking in.

"A guest has arrived! Guest... uh, Taoist priest, are you here by appointment or invitation?"

With the current fame of Yanyu Tower, it is almost impossible to book a seat if you come directly. What's more, the coronation ceremony is approaching and there are more than one million tourists in the capital. Even if you make a reservation, it will probably be scheduled for ten days later.

"By invitation."

"Then may I ask who is the host and guest..."

"Han Ying."

The boss was dumbfounded and extremely shocked, but he quickly controlled his emotions.

"So... So the Taoist priest is a friend of Lady Han. Come in, come in!"

His emotions suddenly became heated, and he even asked the staff to take his place and personally deliver the order to the best private room on the third floor.

This place is opposite to the central area of ​​Shendu, and because there are no high-rise buildings across the street, one can directly see the entire picture of the Yanhuang Palace. However, the owner of Yanyu Tower has never opened this place to the public, and will refuse any offer from customers no matter how much they make.

The reason is that this person called "Lady Han" once saved the life of the previous boss of Yanyu Tower.

And when Ling lifted the door curtain and walked in, she was sitting inside.

"Sister!?"

Han Ying stood up hurriedly and bowed to Ling Gong, "How did Sister Ling know I was here?"

"Xiao Qing, you are the best guesser among us, how could I not know?"

The illusion on his body quickly dissipated, revealing his beautiful face. He smiled as he looked at his sister, who gave him and his elder brother the least worry.