Chapter 382 (1/2)



382 Leaving the capital (3)

Bang Bang Bang …

The bottles and jars on the tray were smashed into pieces, and a colorful mist of dust filled the air.

“Help, help …” The white-robed Sorcerer’s face was flushed red and gradually turned green. He clutched his neck and said with great difficulty, ”

“This, this is the poison that senior brother Song Qing concocted …”

The woman covered her neck and said with difficulty, “”Senior Sister, you didn’t bring the antidote.”

“The antidote is inside …” He said. The white-robed sorcerer seemed to be unable to move. His eyes were fixed on a Broken Porcelain bottle and the powder on the ground.

With the woman’s help, the white-robed sorcerer took the antidote and ran down the stairs. He came to the hall on the first floor and shouted at the white-robed sorcerers who were cooking and refining the medicine, ”

Senior Sister Zhong has come out of her closed-door cultivation!!!

Clang … The porcelain bottles, spoons, and other utensils in the hands of the white-robed warlocks fell to the ground.

They turned their necks stiffly and looked over with blank faces.

The woman with disheveled hair continued to walk up the stairs. When she passed by the seventh floor, the alchemy room on the seventh floor exploded with a boom. The floor and walls shook, and dust fell from them.

“Why did it explode? Why did it explode?” Song Qing’s angry roar was heard.

The woman ignored him and continued to climb the stairs. Finally, she arrived at the top of the stargazing building, the eight trigrams stage.

The white-robed and white-bearded supervisor sat cross-legged behind the table, holding a wine cup and staring into the distance.

“Teacher,”

master! the woman called out respectfully, her eyes falling on the fine wine and delicious food on the table.

“Zhong Li, it’s time for you to ascend to the fourth stage.” The supervisor said leisurely.

The woman’s body trembled. She raised her head slightly, revealing her snow-white and sharp chin.

……….

Da Feng’s titles of nobility were divided into five ranks-Duke, Marquis, count, Viscount, and male. Each rank of nobility was further divided into five grades (levels).

Xu Qi ‘an’s full title was “third-class County Magistrate of Changle.”

This was a title that was not as good as the top, but more than the bottom. It did not have any real power, just an extra monthly salary.

However, the significance of a title was not in power, but the glory it symbolized and social status.