The Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 102 – The Back of the Silhouette

Although Deer City cannot be counted as a large-scale city, but the four main districts of North, East, South and West each have different attributes and characteristics. The Northern District is the location with the highest number of poor and impoverished people, with buildings and structures that vary widely and varied. Streets and alleys of all sizes are curved and winding in a chaotic order. If someone unfamiliar with this area walked into the street, it was like entering a labyrinth.

And the Southern district was the most prosperous business district in the city. Merchants and corporations would gather here, along with various companies of armed bodyguards and factions. People from a thousand miles around Deer City would gather here, all for profit and profit. It could be said that this district gathered people from all trades, with all sorts of bad characters to be seen in this location.

A split second Ye Qingyu walked into the Southern district, she could feel the dense smell of merchants settling down on her. The sensation of this district was completely different from that of the Northern district.

The time is early morning. The fragmented snowflakes were still drifting and the distant sun had not yet fully risen with the slightly eastern sky showing a marble-white sky at dawn. But even in the narrowest of streets, there were merchants who had claimed their positions, peddling all sorts of strange and bizarre items.

The early winter was already very cold.

Ye Qingyu, dressed in large black clothes and hats, walked among the crowd.

He unhurriedly headed towards the [House of Fog].

Initially, Ye Qingyu was worried that such clothes would be like drawing a foot on a snake* and there was no need to attract people's attention. But only after coming here did he discover that people wearing all sorts of clothes that mysteriously covered their faces could be seen everywhere.

And like the North district, on the streets, there were several platoons patrolling.

But what was different was that this squadron rarely interrogated people traveling on the streets.

After all, this area was a place with most people from outside the Deer City. It is a place with the most complicated and diverse group of people. If they went and questioned every suspicious person on the streets, even if the entire army remained sent to the streets, it would not be enough to complete such a workload.

Ye Qingyu passed through the streets unhindered.

He did not rush towards the [House of Fog], and when he passed through the different stalls he would eat some bread and a bowl of thin porridge. Only after delaying for an hour, waiting until the sun completely rose and the flow of people on the streets became bigger and bigger, did he once again join the crowd.

As he passed through several small stalls, Ye Qingyu would also stop and evaluate, admiring his merchandise.

And just as he passed through these assorted stalls, Ye Qingyu suddenly felt that he could not see the little loli empty-handed**. Without knowing why, when he saw a small white bear hanging from one of the stalls, he felt that the little loli must have liked him. When he asked the price, the seller was a cunning person and immediately asked for one gold. Ye Qingyu was busy, too lazy to bid, directly buying it.

As he watched Ye Qingyu leave, the seller was a little regretful. Since her customers were so generous, she should have set the price a little higher.

Such a situation could be seen everywhere in the Southern district.

After buying a small bear and carrying it in his hands, he was like a person observing a flower from on a horse. After wandering around a few circles, turning around a few times and walking backwards, he slowly approached the [House of Fog]

[The Fog Residence] is a bit famous in the Southern district.

Because it was one of the ten golden residences in the Southern district.

The so-called golden abode, is not a place where they sell jewelry or accessories. It is the place for your sensual pleasure, a place of waste of money for you to enjoy the luxury. Listen to songs and watch dances, the place where you spend time satisfying your desires. In a place like the Southern district that was densely packed with commercial activity, such companies were not few.

As he walked the old streets, he passed through countless small, simple-looking old doors outside. However, if you go into it, you will find an incredible and incredible level of luxury that is enough to make someone dumbfounded.

The reason why the [Fog Residence] was famous was because in the golden residence of the Southern district, it was ranked tenth.

Aside from making Ye Qingyu startled, this also made her feel a little strange.

Why did Wang Yan tell her to come to such a place to meet him.

In everyone's subconscious, a woman—especially a decent woman, should not appear in a place like this. And Wang Yan was not just an ordinary woman, she was the person with the highest status in the entire Deer City, with an honorable identity. She is one of the strongest women in the city. He should have appeared in no place like that.

And for the same reason, little loli Song Xiaojun was the illegitimate daughter of an important person in the Qingluo Merchant Company. Moreover, he was a disciple of the White Deer Academy, he shouldn't have appeared in such a place.

Carrying many questions in his heart, Ye Qingyu arrived at the entrance of the [House of Fog].

Ash brick, black tile. A small door to a small courtyard.

Beside the entrance were two stone guardian lions that were not up to half a meter tall. The work of the stone was complicated but it was not at all the work of a famous master, very average. The small elm door shut was rough and coarse, emitting a sort of sensation that had experienced years of wear and tear. His entrance had no sign and he was also unable to see the sign that read [House of Fog] anywhere. They don't have any door guards outside. From the outward appearance, it seemed like it was a small house of an ordinary middle-class family.

Ye Qingyu hesitated, confirming that she did not go to the wrong place. Then, he pushed and entered.

The wooden door let out a light squeaking sound.

Inside the hall, there were about five soldiers wearing sturdy black clothes. From their looks, they looked like guards and they were currently drinking wine and roasting chicken. They must be soldiers on duty for the morning shift. As they heard the sound of the door opening, one of them considered Ye Qingyu for a few glances, then nodded his head. Without saying anything, he brought Ye Qingyu further inside.

Behind the hall was a hall of bricks and tiles.

The corridor was very quiet and silent, not a sight to be seen.

After walking a hundred meters, on both sides of the corridor there were two other paths, as if it was a spider web, leading to a different courtyard. With Ye Qingyu's vision, she could see the different page names in the distance, and her name was very unique. They are Orchid Garden, Snow Observation Park, Plum Shadow Garden and so on and so on. But the door to this courtyard was round in shape, a black door covering the inside, without knowing what the outside looked like.

On the way, no one else was in sight.

The surrounding environment was calm and indifferent.

From the bustling and active streets of the outside, this environment was completely different. And from Ye Qingyu's imagination of the golden residence, where sensual pleasures were everywhere, dancing and music everywhere, this [Haze Residence] was also very different.

The leading black soldier was always silent. His footsteps were neither fast nor slow, only after walking for about five minutes did he enter the passageway, reaching the end of this corridor. They were in front of the dark red door.

“We're here.”

The black-clothed soldier stopped his steps.

But the black-clothed soldier did not open the door to enter. He took out a seal from somewhere in his clothes and lightly pressed it against the left of the door's gray wall. In the flickering light, a ripple-like pattern began to tremble, and there was an active silver dragon-like formation. Light covered the entrance.

The wall is a formation.

“Young master Ye, please.” The soldier did not enter, but instead greeted Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu was startled, then immediately said in surprise, “So, you have known me for a long time?”

“Image of your formation, at least I have seen it more than a hundred times. So even if by the time you enter you are wearing clothes that cover your face, but from your atmosphere and your body figure, I can recognize your identity. The tone of the soldier in black clothes was very respectful. “Young master Ye, please come in. Superior Wang is waiting for you.”

Ye Qingyu's heart became even more shocked.

However, he did not ask for too much. He took one step into the rippling wall, as if it was like a water screen, passing straight through. A cool and refreshing feeling immediately hit his face, as if he was washing himself in the middle of the water. His body became slightly weightless, like the time he first entered a teleportation formation in a practical battle drill.

After a while, Ye Qingyu felt her eyes blur. The view has completely changed.

It was as if it was another world entirely.

Swimming-pool.

Fake mountain.

the fountain.

Snowflakes were floating in the air, and ponds and springs were already frozen.

At the end of the corridor and under the pavilion, someone wearing a white imperial gown was there. He quietly stood with his back facing Ye Qingyu. An ice-cold wind blew past him, his blue green hair swaying lightly. It was as if it was a figure independent of the world. Ye Qingyu faintly felt, that this silhouette was familiar. It was as if he had seen her somewhere before.

“So you've come.”

A familiar voice sounded.

It was Wang Yan's voice.

Ye Qingyu sighed in relief, about to say something…

But the figure with imperial clothes turned around. Ye Qingyu was startled, then her mouth widened in disbelief.

Because her face was not at all Wang Yan's usual appearance.

It was an incomparable and unrivalled face, an incredible beauty.

Ye Qingyu did not know how to describe the woman in front of him. She was about twenty years old, and it was in that period that one of the most beautiful women. His skin was like white jade, without the slightest hint of imperfection. Her hair was like clouds, her skin was like jade. As if he was a creator favorite. Every part of his face, every curve of his body, was as if hewn out of the most perfect and most astounding ratio. Without exaggerating in the slightest, the woman in front of him was truly the most beautiful woman Ye Qingyu had ever seen.

“What, you don't recognize me?” Traces of mischief flashed in the eyes of this imperial-clothed beauty.

A very familiar voice.

It was Wang Yan's voice.

But that face...What happened?

The question in Ye Qingyu's eyes became more.

“What? Not long ago, we just met?” peerless beauty said with a laugh.

Ye Qingyu became even more confused.

Where have they seen it before?

Right, that figure…

Immediately, a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind.

Ye Qingyu suddenly realized, the reason for the shocking sensation of familiarity when she saw this woman's silhouette. As this atmosphere and figure was clearly an unrivalled expert, it was Wang Jianru who split the sky high above in Deer City.

That day, the cold light of the sword tore through space and split the gloomy clouds. The peerless immortal sword stood alone, shocking the countless living beings within Deer City. At the last moment, when the sky was clear, it was as if a fairy descended into the mortal realm. He was deeply imprinted within the hearts and souls of countless martial artists.

Ye Qingyu at that moment was staring into the sky, storing such a moment deeply.

And the moment he saw the back of this figure, his heart was like it was being hit by something. He subconsciously thought he recognized the figure. And by the time he slightly recovered, he realized that the peerless beauty in front of him— wasn't he the one who stood above all life in the sky that day, the peerless immortal sword?

But why was his voice exactly the same as Wang Yan?

Could it?

Ye Qingyu's heart was inevitably starting to beat fast.

*attract attention by doing something redundant**without gifts and rewards