Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

The alchemists that were participating in the banquet slowly dispersed.    

Wang Yu naturally did not stay for long. He brought Zhou Dinghai, Qiu Ling, and the others and headed out of the manor as well.    

Ying Kuo sat quietly in his seat. His face was calm and no one could tell whether he was happy or angry. Killing intent gradually appeared in his eyes as he watched Wang Yu's leaving figure.    

According to his previous plan, after the banquet, he would ask Wang Yu out for a talk.    

However, just from Wang Yu's performance at the banquet, Ying Kuo's desire to tame Wang Yu was piqued. This kid was extremely arrogant and would not submit to anyone.    

"Zuo Qing!" Ying Kuo said faintly.    

Previously, the middle-aged man who was at the entrance of the manor walked over. He walked up to Ying Kuo and cupped his fist and bowed respectfully.    

"Wang Yu cannot be used by me! What do you think we should do? " Ying Kuo asked.    

"Kill!" Zuo Qing's eyes flashed with coldness.    

"Pick a few Grand Cultivator of Primordial Spirit from the mansion, let them move!" There's no need for superfluous words, Wu Tie said.    

"Yes sir!" Zuo Qing cupped her fist and slowly retreated.    

Not long after, at the side door of Third Prince's residence, Zuo Qing, along with three men in black robes, chased after Wang Yu.    

… ….    

In order to accommodate the alchemists all over the country, the Divine Medicine Pavilion was created with a very wide space. There were a total of eight large doors.    

Different alchemists resided in different courtyards, and the eight great gates were different in distance and proximity. Thus, after leaving Third Prince's manor, the alchemists also went their separate ways.    

Wang Yu brought Qiu Ling, Zhou Dinghai, and two or three other teams of alchemists in the same direction.    

Those people noticed Wang Yu and the others and seemed to look down on Wang Yu. They quickened their pace with their brothers. Soon, the five of them were the only ones left on the road.    

Even though Wang Yu was extremely arrogant in the banquet hall, his heart was actually very heavy.    

His performance in the banquet hall was equivalent to him rejecting Ying Kuo's offer to recruit him. With his recent talent, would Ying Kuo let him off?    

Of course, if he showed obedience in the banquet hall, Ying Kuo would accept him as a subordinate and not make things difficult for him anymore.    

However, that was not what Wang Yu wanted. His pride told him that even if he died, he wouldn't become someone else's subordinate.    

As he walked away from Ying Kuo's residence, Wang Yu could clearly feel a chill surging towards him.    

If it was someone else, they would think that he was being paranoid. Wang Yu would definitely not think that way. On the contrary, he would value this feeling very much.    

Body Refining Flow experts had their own whims and whims, Qi Refining Flow warriors also had their own divine senses, they all had the instinct to avoid danger.    

He had long since cultivated two types of methods that could sense danger. Both his heart and soul could sense the cold, which was enough to say that danger was approaching him and getting closer and closer.    

The Third Prince Courtyard was two hours away from the southern part of the Xianyang City city and the God's Medicine Pavilion that was located in the center of the city.    

Currently, he had only traveled two-fifths of the way. To return to the Divine Medicine Pavilion, he would need at least an hour. Even if Wang Yu was running at full speed, it would still take him half an hour.    

However, the sense of danger was rapidly approaching and it was already impossible for him to dodge.    

"Since we cannot dodge it, I shall fight you."    

Wang Yu's eyes flashed with a cold light.    

Thinking about this, he stopped, turned around and said to Zhou Dinghai and the others, "You guys go back first, I'll be a bit late."    

Hearing that, Zhou Dinghai and Qiu Ling's pupils constricted as they thought of something.    

Zhou Dinghai left with Soong Laosan and Wu Yunniang. Qiu Ling looked at Wang Yu and said, "You really don't need my help?"    

"Looking for Elder Xu." Wang Yu said.    

"Alright!" Without any hesitation, Qiu Ling turned around and dashed toward the Divine Medicine Pavilion, leaving Soong Laosan, who had just taken a few steps, confused.    

Why did he leave so quickly? He was in a hurry to be reincarnated!    

"Let's go!" Before Soong Laosan could understand what was going on, Zhou Dinghai let out a low shout and also sped up as he ran in the direction of the Divine Medicine Pavilion.    

Soong Laosan and Wu Yunniang looked at each other in confusion.    

However, the two of them were probably following Zhou Dinghai. Since Zhou Dinghai ran so fast, the two of them naturally wouldn't slow down and also chased after him.    

Very soon, late at night, Wang Yu was the only one left in an alley within Xianyang City.    

He turned around and glanced at the direction of Third Prince Manor. From the Meson Pocket, he took out a few sides and arranged them in the alleyway.    

He was well aware that it was impossible for him to be a match for the men sent by Third Prince.    

What he needed to do was try his best to stall for time. When Elder Xu arrived, he would be saved. How he delayed would depend on his array formation.    

As Third Prince, Ying Kuo had a high status. Most of the people under him were powerful.    

Sending Grand Cultivator of Primordial Spirit out wasn't a difficult matter.    

With Wang Yu's current cultivation, he could at most deal with Grand Cultivator of Early Period of Primordial Spirit. If all sorts of methods were used, he could also kill a great cultivator of the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit.    

If the other party came with a peak mid-stage Primordial Spirit or even late stage Primordial Spirit, he would not be able to handle it.    

He took out eight, eight, eight, sixty-four Formation Flag. As he continued to throw out flags, he began to form seals with his hands.    

With a hum, the sixty-four flags were connected and then hidden.    

In order to not arouse suspicion, he took out the Azure Dragon Sword and sat down cross-legged in the middle of the array, holding onto the sword hilt, his sword tip touching the ground, and waited quietly.    

Whoosh!    

About thirty breaths later.    

A light breeze blew over, causing some of the hair on Wang Yu's forehead to flutter. Wang Yu's eyes squinted as he raised his head.    

He only saw that on the other pair in the alleyway, four silhouettes gradually walked towards him.    

Slowly, the four of them walked into Wang Yu's array.    

All four of them were dressed in black robes and their auras were all above the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit. The strongest person was apparently a grand cultivator of the Peak of Primordial Spirit, and his aura gave Wang Yu a familiar feeling.    

"It's him!"    

Wang Yu's brows furrowed as he thought about the middle-aged butler in front of Ying Kuo Manor.    

This person's aura was very long, it was definitely not something an ordinary Grand Cultivator of Peak of Primordial Spirit could compare to. This was going to be troublesome.    

"You, kill yourself!"    

Zuo Qing smiled disdainfully as he looked at Wang Yu, who was in a serious state. He said those words coldly and completely looked down on Wang Yu.    

Even to the extent that in his heart, it would be unworthy for him to assassinate a peak at the early stage of the Violet Palace Realm. However, this was an order from his highness, so he could only carry it out.    

Not only him, but his three subordinates were the same as well.    

Best not to do it.    

"Ha ha!"    

Wang Yu chuckled and slowly stood up. He pointed the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand towards the four people and said, "I, Wang, am right here. If you have the ability, come and take it. However, let me tell you in advance, if I don't die today, all of you will die without a doubt. Even the person behind all of you will not be able to survive. "    

When Zuo Qing heard this, an ominous glint appeared in his eyes. He still wanted to seek revenge from his highness. He was courting death.    

"Go, someone kill him." After Zuo Qing gave the order, the three people behind him looked at each other in dismay. Finally, one of them sighed and walked out.    

"Brat, go and die!" That person shouted angrily as he took a step forward and charged towards Wang Yu.    

Wang Yu, on the other hand, raised his left hand and pointed his sword fingers at his mouth as he shouted softly, "Eight Trigrams Awakening Formation, activate!"    

Weng! *    

An earth-shaking sound echoed in the alleyway.