Destined Martial God

"Father, do you know who the blue-clothed youth outside the city is?" The white-clothed female asked as she raised her head to look at Lan Weixiong.    

"I don't know." Shaking his head, Lan Weixiong spoke the truth.    

"Mr. Supervisor, do you know the origin of the blue-clothed youth outside the city?"    

Seeing that her father still hadn't thought about the origin of the blue-clothed youth, the white-clothed girl couldn't help but sigh in disappointment before turning her head to question the elder sitting in front of her.    

"Hehe, Second Miss, this old man has always been staying in Tiny Mountain City. How would I know where that blue-clothed youth came from?" The old man replied with a laugh that concealed his panic.    

"Sir Supervisor, did you really not know!?" The girl in white asked with a sarcastic tone.    

"Lan Xin, since the lord overseer says that he doesn't know, then he must not know.    

Seeing the elder in green being questioned by his own daughter, Lan Weixiong immediately reminded him as he slightly furrowed his brows, afraid that he would offend the overseer, who was extremely powerful.    

Among Lan Weixiong's three daughters, Lan Xin's talent and potential were the most outstanding, and his looks and intelligence were also the most outstanding.    

At the same time, she was also the goddess that countless young men in the city crazily pursued.    

"Father, the blue-clothed youth who can transform into a Chinese macaque through the blood of a mutated beast and is protected by a black bear beast pet is the Yu Haoran who shook the entire Great Qin Empire a while ago."    

"Yu Haoran!" Hearing Lan Xin mentioning Yu Haoran, Lan Weixiong immediately felt that it sounded familiar, but she could not recall where it came from.    

Seeing his father, who only knew how to enjoy himself and cultivate while not paying much attention to the news in the capital, Lan Xin could not help but shake his head and sigh.    

"The vice sect master of the Hundred Feet Sect, a grandmaster at the peak of the alchemy path, a grandmaster at the peak of the formation dao, was able to easily kill a powerhouse at the Quasi-Martial Saint realm.    

"So it's him!"    

After hearing Lan Xin's detailed introduction, even Lan Weixiong, who was not too concerned about the activities in the city, immediately remembered who Yu Haoran was.    

Then, he immediately ordered the general with the surname 'Qi'.    

"Lord Qi, gather all the heavy soldiers from the city and surround the headquarters of Evil Dragon Gang. No one is allowed to leave."    

"After the Prince Consort finishes with Lei Xingjun, he will take care of those people himself."    

Lan Weixiong swiftly and decisively dealt with the situation. At the same time, was very satisfied with the result, he was even more clear on the complicated relationship between the General Qi in front of him and the Evil Dragon Gang.    

Therefore, ignoring General Qi's stupefied expression, Lan Xin immediately added.    

"General Qi, not only does our City Lord's Mansion have the list of all members of the Evil Dragon Gang, but we also have the list of treasures that they have slaughtered and robbed over the past few decades. I hope that you do not do anything to regret your mistakes for the rest of your life just because of a moment of selfishness."    

"Yes, sir!"    

Giving a glance at Lan Xin with fear, the general named Qi immediately turned around and left the meeting hall.    

"Father, according to the news that daughter just obtained from the capital, on Princess Ling Fei's Engagement ceremony, His Majesty personally separated a sliver of the Great Qin Empire's destiny golden dragon and bestowed it to Prince Consort."    

"Just from this point alone, you can see how highly His Majesty valued the Prince Consort."    

When General Qi left the ceremony hall, Lan Xin first glanced at the green clothed elderly man with a dark expression, and a cold smile flashed across his face.    

Afterwards, she used her spiritual will to observe the battle outside the city.    

Based on the information he had gathered, Lan Xin knew that Yu Haoran was a cautious person.    

Since he dared to stay and fight Lei Xingjun alone, he must have some methods and trump cards to kill his opponents.    

Considering the increasingly complicated situation in Tiny Mountain City, she felt that Yu Haoran, who had nothing to take into account, was the best person to solve the complicated situation in Tiny Mountain City.    

But how could he get Yu Haoran to help him!    

I'm afraid we need to deal with him first.    

Therefore, Lan Xin immediately suggested.    

"Father, although Prince Consort has many methods and trump cards, Lei Xingjun is a local tyrant of Tiny Mountain City after all. In order to avoid accidents that you cannot afford, it would be best to help Prince Consort out."    

"Sure!" Lan Weixiong, who had always been deeply convinced of his daughter's capabilities, immediately agreed upon hearing Lan Xin's suggestion.    

After that, he apologized to the elder who was sitting upright. Then, he quickly left the meeting hall and flew out of the city.    

"Second Miss, good move!" After Lan Weixiong left the Great Assembly Hall, the old man put down the teacup in his hand again and stood up with a cold smile, as he praised.    

"Sir Supervisor is too kind!" Facing the old man in green's praises that were filled with hatred, Lan Xin calmly agreed.    

"Second Miss, no matter how the surname is obtained from the His Majesty, he is still just a relative who cannot interfere in the government and military affairs of the Qin Nation."    

Seeing Lan Xin who was not the slightest bit inferior to a sly old fox, the old man felt a tinge of admiration, but at the same time, she could not help but threaten him.    

"If you want to use this surnamed Yu to resolve the situation in Tiny Mountain City, isn't second miss' beautiful dream a little too early?!"    

"What use? What situation? Lan Xin doesn't know what the Senior Supervisor is talking about."    

could clearly feel that within the old man's threatening tone, there was a hint of suppression of killing intent. He immediately assumed the ignorant expression of a little girl as he looked at the old man with suspicion.    

However, just as the old man was about to reveal her intentions, Lan Xin suddenly shouted out with surprise.    

"Father is making his move. I need to hurry and watch the battle."    

After calling out in surprise, Lan Xin immediately left the meeting hall, leaving the old man in green stunned.    

However, the moment he saw Lan Xin, who was quickly flying out of the city, his mood instantly relaxed, and he immediately knew that his opponent had already detected his killing intent, and had reacted quickly to escape from the danger that might possibly form.    

"Lan Xin, you should feel lucky that you're a girl. Otherwise, how could I, Tu Xing, tolerate you living until now?"    

Relying on the fact that he could unleash the full strength of the Chinese macaque, in less than a minute, Yu Haoran had succeeded in killing all the experts of the Martial King and Martial King in the Evil Dragon Gang.    

At the same time, the combined power of the thirty-six peak first stage Martial Saint soldiers easily killed seven experts of the Martial Saint.    

After Yu Haoran removed the soldier puppet transformation and retracted the thirty-six black and white chess pieces, he began to carefully observe the battle between Black Bear and Lei Xingjun.    

Although Black Bear's cultivation was not as high as Lei Xing Jun's, with his strong defense and the Ancient Divine Beasts's blood, he was only at a disadvantage and was temporarily without any danger.    

Moreover, with the unceasing increase of fighting will and the unceasing boiling of the bloodline within his body, the Black Bear's grade and strength was rapidly increasing at a speed discernible by the naked eye.    

Therefore, Yu Haoran did not rashly go forward to interrupt the battle between Black Bear and Lei Xingjun, and only continued to pay attention to the battle between them.