Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"Which step have you come?"

Hearing Zhang Yao's words, Zhao Donglai let out a hey, and said in a low voice, "In the past few months, the attitude of the Wang family has softened too much, and they tried to make a smooth transition through all kinds of wooing, luring, and differentiation."

"We old fellows have agreed to the conditions of the Wang family on the surface, and our relationship with them is actually closer than before."

"But these are all illusions! It's just a way to deceive people."

"The Wang family has been greedy all these years and has bullied us ruthlessly. Now they turn around and try to make us give up? It's just wishful thinking!"

He snorted coldly and said, "Let me tell you this."

"Now the powerful factions in the city are all waiting for that old guy to die."

"The day he dies is the day the Wang family is finished!"

After Zhang Yao heard his words, he immediately understood.

As he judged, the situation was imminent, so the Wang family prepared to retreat, transfer their children, and leave the family's fire in advance.

But unless it was absolutely necessary, they would definitely not be able to give up the foundation of Changping City and hand it over to others.

"Um……"

Zhang Yao pondered for a moment, then said cautiously: "Master Zhao, I wonder how the power of the Wang family compares with the major forces in the city?"

This part of information has always been lacking in him.

After all, the number of top experts is very small, and apart from martial arts, they all like to hide and hide, as a deterrent card.

His previous status was not high, and he had no access to this level. Even Zhou An had only a half-knowledge, so he could only ask Zhao Donglai for advice.

"The balance of power..."

Zhao Donglai thought for a while, and said: "The Wang family has the resources of the entire Changping these years, and the martial arts masters personally teach them, and they have indeed produced many masters."

"As far as I know, there should be three extremely strong fighters and more than a dozen consummated warriors on their surface and secretly."

"Besides the Wang family, the most powerful family in Changping City is the aristocratic family, but they are split."

"The aristocratic family is divided into two, headed by the Li family and the Chen family respectively. Both of these two have extremely powerful people in charge, and the rest are the martial arts and the chamber of commerce."

He paused, and there was a trace of fear in his voice:

"The Chamber of Commerce is rich and powerful, and secretly supported many masters. The most powerful is an old swordsman named 'Yun Yi'."

"This person's swordsmanship is superb. In Changping City, apart from the old Wang family, this person is probably the most powerful..."

"I see."

Zhang Yao nodded, thinking secretly.

If the four major forces join forces, the Wang family's number of extremely powerful fighters will be at a disadvantage, and the number of consummated and Dacheng-level warriors will be far behind.

Just the Wu Xing family alone can make up seven or eight perfect warriors, not to mention the chamber of commerce and the aristocratic family.

No wonder Zhang Donglai dared to assert that once the grandmaster of the Wang family died, the Wang family would be doomed. It was purely because of the superiority in strength that it was difficult for the Wang family to come back.

Unless there are some accidents, such as one or two powers turning against each other, or losing in the confrontation between the top powerhouses, it is impossible for the Wang family to fight against the four great powers.

"Nephew."

Zhao Donglai spoke suddenly, with an erratic tone: "You and I work together, we must be open and honest?"

"I still don't know what you want, nephew. If you don't know this, how can you discuss the terms of cooperation?"

Zhang Yao glanced at him, and said calmly: "Don't worry, Master Zhao, I don't have much appetite, and I don't care what you are fighting for."

He said, stretching out two fingers: "I only have two conditions."

"Speaking."

Zhao Donglai put on an attitude of listening attentively.

"First, I want to take a small part of the wealth and treasures accumulated by the Wang family."

Zhang Yao looked calm, and said slowly: "Second, if there are secret records such as the master's cultivation experience, I have to copy a copy."

"that's it?"

Zhao Donglai gave him a surprised look.

He thought Zhang Yao was using modest words, but he didn't expect the other party's appetite to be so small.

What is a little money and a secret record?

You must know that as one of the most powerful men, Zhang Yao is fully qualified to take a share of the new post-war order and become one of the de facto rulers of Changping City, rich and beautiful.

"Yes, that's all."

Zhang Yao nodded slightly, and said, "Such a condition, can Master Zhao always agree?"

"certainly!"

Zhao Donglai responded quickly, with a smile on his face, and said while the iron was hot: "Then let's make an agreement. When things happen, you and I will join hands and advance and retreat together!"

An ally like Zhang Yao is probably what everyone wants, and he has absolutely no reason to refuse.

That night, the two changed to a dark room, discussed various changes in the situation and details of cooperation, and talked secretly for more than an hour.

It wasn't until late at night that Zhang Yao quietly returned to the Sheriff's Mansion, quietly dormant and waiting for the opportunity.

…………

Another month passed.

The north wind howled, the temperature plummeted, and Changping City entered winter.

On this day, Zhang Yao was under the osmanthus tree, flipping through a classic book, and comprehended the secret of the master.

"This travel book is not very helpful to me. There are too many things that are vaguely described..."

Zhang Yao frowned and closed the classics in his hand.

More than a month ago, when he had a secret conversation with Zhao Donglai, he also asked him about the mysteries of the Grandmaster Realm.

In Zhao Donglai's mouth, the master seemed to have refined some kind of "Qi", became extraordinary and refined, his strength jumped to an unfathomable level, and he also possessed various supernatural abilities.

But he couldn't say anything more specific, and before parting, he presented Zhang Yao with a travel book, which was said to be written by a certain master himself.

However, this travel note is only about the experience of some masters, and it doesn't help him much.

"Let's go see Master."

Zhang Yao put away the classics and left the Sheriff's Mansion all the way to West Street.

After the winter, Zhou An's health was getting worse day by day, he had to go to Jinding Martial Arts Hall almost every day to talk with Zhou An.

"Oops..."

When approaching the Jinding Martial Arts Hall, a person bumped into Zhang Yao fiercely, screamed in pain, and walked away cursing.

Zhang Yao withdrew his gaze, looked calm, and continued walking, and soon arrived at the martial arts hall.

After entering the inner courtyard of the martial arts hall, he spread out his palm, and inside was a small ball of paper.

Zhang Yao unfolded the note, and on it was a line of beautiful small characters, which seemed to be written by a woman: "Mianlong closed his eyes, the result is as secret as before, what he got is not empty, and the time is in the west."

After he read the note, he immediately showed a faint smile, crushed the note into fine powder, and scattered it all over the ground.

This is the secret code that he and Zhao Donglai agreed on:

The grandmaster of the Wang family is dead, and the secret of the Wang family will not be mourned. It is determined that it is not a trap set by the Wang family, and it is midnight tonight!

"It's finally here!"

Zhang Yao sighed with emotion, as if another boot had landed in his heart.

"The war will break out, no matter how inevitable it is."

"This is also the closest opportunity for me to be in the realm of a master..."