The entire courtyard was deserted, without a single ghost in sight, let alone a person.
He quickly understood.
Given Yao Bucai's temperament, it seems that after becoming a messenger of the gods, he really wouldn't want to stay in such a shabby place anymore.
With his divine sense spreading out, Zhang Yun immediately located Yao Bucai's position.
When Zhang Yun arrived in the central area of the Holy Medicine City and looked at the magnificent buildings, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
The floor, paved with the finest white jade, shimmered with a warm glow, and in the distance, wisps of mist seemed to shroud the unreal palace.
A huge human figure statue, carved from sandalwood, with lifelike eyes that exude supreme majesty.
Passersby, whether commoners, martial artists, or alchemists, would involuntarily stop when they passed the statue.
Gazing at the enormous statue, everyone felt a sense of awe and offered a devout bow before leaving.
The sacred and enormous statue had a face exactly like Zhang Yun's, and was also known as a god by the world!
At the very center stands a magnificent building, with a black nanmu wood plaque hanging above its vermilion gate, inscribed with three large characters: "Hall of the Divine Messenger."
With mixed feelings, Zhang Yun stepped into the palace-like Divine Envoy Hall.
As they passed through the gate, the two guards standing by it were taken aback at first, but then their eyes revealed utmost reverence, and they knelt down on one knee.
"Greetings, First-Class Divine Envoy!"
Having grown accustomed to this attitude from others, Zhang Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he did not stop walking.
Inside the palace, the beams were made of sandalwood, the lamps were made of crystal and jade, the curtains were made of pearls, and the column bases were made of gold. It was neither gaudy nor ostentatious, but rather noble and elegant, exuding an air of otherworldly refinement.
"It seems that after Yao Bucai became a divine messenger, he felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life and became arrogant."
Zhang Yun shook his head slightly, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation.
"However, Yao Bucai's taste is quite good."
"Big brother!"
Just then, a young man wearing a jade crown and gorgeous clothes ran over to Zhang Yun with a look of surprise on his face.
Behind him stood a group of serious-looking, powerful guards, each exuding an aura of strength, respectfully protecting Zhang Yun.
As expected, the guards bowed respectfully to Zhang Yun the moment they saw his face, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.
"You're living a pretty comfortable life, aren't you, Yao Bucai?"
Zhang Yun patted Yao Bucai on the shoulder, smiled, and suddenly noticed that Yao Bucai's temperament had changed slightly.
"Not at all, not at all. No matter how good it is, it can't compare to how well my elder brother lives," Yao Bucai said with a forced smile.
It can be said that in the vast Divine Envoy Hall, Yao Bucai was the top leader, an absolute authority.
Only in front of Zhang Yun would Yao Bucai show such a humble attitude.
You seem to have something on your mind?
Seemingly able to see through Yao Bucai's thoughts at a glance, Zhang Yun asked directly.
"Uh... well," Yao Bucai hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself, which made Zhang Yun immediately decide.
It seems that I've indeed run into trouble.
"If you still consider me your older brother, then tell me everything."
Zhang Yun comforted him, "As long as Big Brother is here, what problem can't be solved?"
“I’m afraid if I tell you, my brother will blame me for not handling things well.”
Yao Bucai looked somewhat embarrassed.
"Speak." Zhang Yun's smile gradually faded, sensing that things were not so simple and that the trouble Yao Bucai was facing must be quite serious.
"As long as my older brother doesn't blame me, that's fine."
A glint of light suddenly appeared in Yao Bucai's eyes.
Now that our eldest brother is back, no matter how big the trouble is, it's no longer a trouble!
In his heart, his elder brother Zhang Yun was an invincible and powerful figure in the world of medicine.
"This is what happened. Last time, Yan Xin accidentally killed Qiu Yue, the grandson of Qiu Ming, an elder of the Alchemist Guild. This enraged Qiu Ming, who vowed that regardless of whether I am a true divine messenger or not, he would be our enemy for life, that is, the enemy of the Divine Messenger Hall..."
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Chapter 72 The Mysterious and Powerful Youth
"The story goes like this: because Yan Xin accidentally killed Qiu Yue, the grandson of Qiu Ming, the elder of the Alchemist Guild, Qiu Ming was furious and swore that no matter whether I am a true divine messenger or not, he would be our enemy for life, that is, the enemy of the Divine Messenger Hall."
Zhang Yun frowned slightly: "That old fellow Changsun Yu, is he just a good-for-nothing?"
When the patriarch of the Changsun family first learned of his identity, he was extremely humble and obedient.
Now that his underling Yao Bucai is in trouble, can he just stand by and do nothing?
“That old fellow Changsun Yu is naturally on our side.”
Yao Bucai's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness: "But Qiu Ming actually managed to persuade the Wang family patriarch to come out of seclusion and stand on his side to deal with us, and even said that I, this divine envoy, was an imposter."
"The Wang family patriarch?" Zhang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp glint appearing in his dark pupils.