A look of helplessness flashed across the three men's faces, but they didn't hesitate to set down their heavy packs and step forward.

"Guo Yunjing!"

"Guo Longjing!"

"Guo Hujing!"

"Greetings, Grandmaster Chen!"

Their attitude was extremely respectful, showing no disdain for Chen Zheng's youth. Before their arrival, Guo Xiancheng had already revealed a critical piece of information to them: Chen Zheng might be a Great Grandmaster of the Heaven Merging Realm.

"Hm. Try brewing it according to the recipe," Chen Zheng responded with a slight nod.

"Yes!" Guo Xiancheng promptly agreed, then turned to Guo Fu. "Fu'er, you must serve your master with all your heart. Leave the matter of the Spirit Jade Elixir to us!"

"Yes, Grandfather!"

Guo Fu stayed behind to personally pour tea for Chen Zheng.

Guo Xiancheng, of course, got busy.

Chen Zheng keenly sensed a multitude of mysterious auras permeating the courtyard. Guo Xiancheng's caution was like an impregnable fortress; he had mobilized his family's forces to guard the courtyard, allowing no outside disturbances.

Moonlight spilled over the earth like water. Two hours later, Guo Xiancheng appeared before Chen Zheng with the other three men.

"Grandmaster Chen, the carefully crafted Spirit Jade Elixir is complete. Please inspect it," Guo Xiancheng said respectfully, handing a transparent bottle to Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng took the bottle and examined it closely. It was about the size of a beer bottle and filled with a greenish-white liquid. The green was as translucent as jade, while the white was as pure as a flawless cloud. The two colors intertwined, creating a breathtakingly beautiful image.

Chen Zheng gently pulled out the cork. A fresh fragrance washed over him, invigorating his spirit.

"It should be fine. Fu'er..." He paused for a moment before continuing, "All of you, go and test the effects of the Spirit Jade Elixir."

"Yes, Master!" Guo Fu replied.

With joyous faces, Guo Yunjing and his brothers expressed their thanks. "Thank you, Grandmaster Chen!"

Guo Xiancheng also expressed his gratitude, and then they all departed.

Chen Zheng closed his eyes, immersing himself in cultivation. His True Qi surged like a tide. Although it had not yet reached its limit, he could feel the immensity of its power. He had a premonition that when his True Qi reached its peak, he would step into an entirely new realm.

「Meanwhile, at the Wang Family, people were gathering once again.」

"Have you found out who it was?" Wang Tielin's voice rang out.

"Family Head, it's Chen Zheng," someone immediately replied. They held out an iPad, the screen displaying a picture of Chen Zheng holding Guo Fu in mid-air.

"Have you found him?" Wang Tielin asked again.

"We have! He's at the Guo Family's residence in the Imperial Capital!"

"Good," Wang Tielin's voice was cold and resolute. "Everyone, to the Guo Family!"

On a dark and windy night, undercurrents surged through the Imperial Capital like tumultuous waves. The Wang Family, an ancient dragon lurking within the city, began to slowly stir its massive body. Every move they made was like a shocking symphony that made the entire Imperial Capital tremble.

Finally, the Wang Family began to make their move. Messages streaked across the night sky like lightning, drawing responses from all over. Wang Tielin, the leader of the Wang Family, was preparing to lead his clansmen to the Guo Family residence.

However, at that exact moment, a group of people appeared at the Wang Family's gate like ghosts. Behind them were large trucks with their doors shut tight, as if filled with mysterious secrets. These people entered the Wang Family's estate soundlessly, stunning the family members who had been preparing to depart.

Wang Tielin froze as well, his heart filled with confusion as he stared at the unexpected guests.

"Wu!" Wang Tielin's voice boomed like thunder, laced with deep confusion.

"Family Head Wang, it has been a while," Wu's voice was like a gentle breeze across a lake, tinged with a faint sorrow.

Wang Tielin furrowed his brow, seemingly lost in thought. After a long moment, he finally spoke. "Could it be an order from the state?"

Wu shook his head lightly, his expression turning serious. "Family Head Wang, I'm here to save you."

"Pfft!" Hearing this, Wang Tielin couldn't help but scoff. "That's not a funny joke, Wu."

How preposterous! Although the Wang Family's influence in the Imperial Capital wasn't at the absolute peak, it was certainly not something others could easily shake. Just as Wu had once explained to Chen Zheng, the Wang Family's contributions to the state could not be ignored. Under such circumstances, who would dare to lay a hand on them?

Wu shook his head again. "I'm not joking. You must already know who murdered your son, correct?"

"I do," Wang Tielin replied.

"Do you know his background? He is a Heaven Merging Realm expert," Wu asked.

"How is that possible?" Wang Tielin exclaimed, unable to hide his shock. He had just seen the image of Chen Zheng; he would never forget that face. But how could someone so young be a Great Grandmaster of the Heaven Merging Realm? His first reaction was that Wu was trying to trick him. But that couldn't be it. Wu would never lie about something like this; his position wouldn't allow it.

"You needn't be surprised. I saw him with my own eyes, walking through the void, and he was even carrying someone with him!" Wu continued.

Wang Tielin's eyes flickered. "But aside from a Heaven Merging Realm expert, special techniques can achieve that as well, can't they?"

"That is true," Wu did not deny it.

"Then perhaps you've misunderstood something?" Wang Tielin's brow furrowed slightly.

Wu shook his head, his tone firm. "We've found Zhao Hai's body."

Wang Tielin wasn't particularly surprised. Zhao Hai had been missing for a long time, so his death was the worst-case scenario he had already considered.

Wu then spoke again. "After a detailed analysis of the scene by our specialists, we can confirm that Zhao Hai was killed instantly!"

"Killed instantly? Are you sure?" Wang Tielin's heart skipped a beat as he stared intently at Wu.

"Absolutely," Wu nodded solemnly.

Wang Tielin struggled to suppress his shock. Even a peak Grandmaster couldn't possibly kill Zhao Hai instantly, could they? In that moment, his expression turned grave.

"And there's more..." Just then, Wu dropped another bombshell.

He waved his hand. One of his attendants quickly departed, returning a few seconds later after opening one of the large trucks outside. He carried an ice sculpture down from the truck.

BANG! The ice sculpture was slammed heavily onto the ground.

At that moment, everyone's pupils contracted sharply.

Standing beside the sculpture, Wang Tielin felt an icy chill emanating from it, so intense that every pore on his body tingled.

Wu's voice echoed in the air. "You guessed correctly. This ice sculpture was made long ago, yet to this day, it still radiates a terrifying cold."

A flicker of terror crossed Wang Tielin's eyes. Fear filled his heart, and a cold sweat broke out over his body. He felt his strength drain away in an instant, and he stumbled backward involuntarily. The members of the Wang Family immediately rushed to support him, anxiously calling his name.

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