With orders from the Head of the Li family, the third elder led a group of his n towards the Alchemy Tower in search of Ye Yang, the suspected murderer of the young Li master.
In the process, they inquired with nurous people on the streets, displaying Ye Yang's portrait to the crowd, but no one could identify him.
Finally, they approached the Guards stationed at the Alchemy Tower. "Have you seen this man around here?" they inquired, presenting Ye Yang's portrait to the guards.
After scrutinizing the portrait for a mont, one of the Guards recognized Ye Yang. "Yes, he arrived here this morning. Why are the people of the Li family searching for him?"
The third elder, his voice firm and stern, declared, "This man murdered our young master. We demand that you hand him over to us."
The Guard, unaware of Ye Yang's situation, readily agreed to the elder's request.
One of them, driven by the prospect of gaining favour with the influential Li family, readily complied.
However, the other guard expressed his scepticism. "We don't know the full story," he whispered to his colleague. "Don't you think we're acting too hastily by taking sides?"
The first guard dismissed his concerns. "I'm not asking for your assistance," he retorted.
"Simply guard this area while I locate the murderer. With this accusation, even the Alchemists will be compelled to hand over that bastard."
He then addressed the Li family n, "You can accompany as we search for this individual, but I forbid any actions within the premises of the Alchemy Tower. Once I find him, I will apprehend him and deliver him to you."
With that, the guard proceeded inside the tower with the Li family n in tow.
anwhile, Ye Yang, having observed so advanced Alchemy techniques from the Tower Chief himself, decided to explore the lower levels of the tower to further his understanding of more basic pill-making thods.
The air crackled with tension as Ye Yang, engrossed in the intricate diagrams depicting the process of creating a "Qi Condensing Pill," felt a sudden shift in the atmosphere.
He looked up to see a group of n, led by the guard he had spoken with earlier, approaching him with an air of nace.
The guard, his face contorted in a sneer, pointed his sword at Ye Yang. "Leave the tower and surrender to the Li family, or face consequences you won't want to imagine."
Ye Yang, unfazed by the display of aggression, calmly regarded the guard. "Do you truly believe you have the authority to order to leave?"
The guard scoffed. "You're a murderer, and I have every right to raise my sword against you." He lunged forward, the sword flashing nacingly in the air.
Ye Yang, however, remained calm. "Murderer? Of whom?"
The guard, taken aback by Ye Yang's composure, stamred, "The young master of the Li family. These people here, they're from the Li family, and they're here to bring you to justice."
Ye Yang chuckled, a low, amused sound that echoed through the hall. "To think that a re guard, a pawn in the ga of the elite, believes he has the right to judge others." His gaze swept over the Li family mbers; their faces contorted in rage.
The third elder, his eyes blazing with fury, roared, "Silence, you insolent boy! You dare to mock the Li family?" He unleashed a torrent of Qi, a powerful gust of wind that slamd into Ye Yang.
Ye Yang, however, was prepared. He sidestepped the attack with a graceful movent, the elder's Qi brushing past him harmlessly. The elder stumbled back, his face flushed with disbelief.
The situation quickly escalated. The Li family mbers, enraged by Ye Yang's defiance, charged forward, their swords flashing.
Ye Yang, outnumbered but undeterred, fought back with a ferocity that surprised the people of Li family.
He countered their attacks with a style that was both elegant and deadly. He deflected blows with effortless grace, his movents fluid and unpredictable.
The Li family mbers, initially confident in their numbers, were quickly overwheld.
One by one, they fell back, their faces contorted in pain and disbelief. The third elder, watching his n being systematically defeated by a single opponent, felt a surge of panic. He knew he had underestimated Ye Yang.
Ye Yang, however, showed no signs of stopping. His movents beca more aggressive, his attacks more precise.
He was a whirlwind of motion, a force of nature unleashed. The Li family mbers, demoralized and injured, began to retreat, their initial confidence shattered.
The guard, watching the unfolding scene in horror, realized that he had made a grave mistake.
He had underestimated Ye Yang, and now the consequences were dire. He knew that if Ye Yang was not apprehended, the Li family would hold him accountable.
Ye Yang, having dispatched his attackers, turned his attention to the guard. "You," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "will regret this."
The guard, his face pale with fear, could only stare back at Ye Yang, his sword trembling in his hand. He knew that he was no match for this formidable opponent.
The commotion had attracted the attention of other Alchemists within the tower.
They erged from their Alchemy rooms, their faces etched with concern, to witness the scene unfolding before them.
The senior Alchemist erged from his private chambers, his eyes twinkling with anger. "What's the commotion?" he bood, his voice echoing through the hall. "Who dares to cause a ruckus inside the Alchemy tower?"
Ye Yang, sensing the presence of the senior Alchemist, turned to face him. A flicker of recognition crossed his face. "Senior Alchemist," he greeted respectfully.
The Chief Alchemist nodded, his eyes twinkling. "Alchemist Ye Yang, what's all this?" He paused, his gaze shifting to the cowering Li family mbers. "And who are these people?"
The Li family mbers, sensing the shift in the atmosphere, exchanged nervous glances.
They knew that they had overstepped their bounds, and that the Senior Alchemist's displeasure could have serious consequences.
The Chief Alchemist turned to the guard; his voice now stern. "You, what were you doing while these people were attacking our people inside our own place?"
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