烏比亞城，高樓林立，商賈云集。然而在這繁榮的表象下，卻暗藏著洶涌的暗流。城主葉雅晨，一位真神強者，他的邊，危機四伏。

夜幕降臨，月如水，照耀在這座繁華的城池之上。千秋獨自一人，漫步在街頭。這是一個冷靜而神的男人，他的目銳利，仿佛能夠察人心。

突然，一個影從暗走出，攔住了千秋的去路。這是一個滿臉橫的中年男子，他的眼神中出一種貪婪和憤怒。

“你就是那個一直跟蹤我的人？”中年男子聲音沙啞，帶著一威脅的意味。

千秋平靜地看著他：“我只是在執行任務，你不必多問。”

中年男子冷笑一聲：“執行任務？哼，我看你就是想試圖了解我的行蹤，否則怎麼會一直跟在我后？”

千秋并不想與他糾纏，正轉離開，卻被中年男子一把抓住腳腕。

“你就要這樣放棄了嗎？”中年男子似乎有些不耐煩，用力將千秋的扳過來。

“回答我，你是誰？為什麼要跟蹤我？”

千秋冷冷地看著他：“你 tonight why did you go around the city lord's mansion? What business do you have with the city lord's mansion?”

“Just for a walk, the circle there is big, I want to exercise, is that okay?” The man shouted loudly, his expression exaggerated.

Qiuchou sighed in exasperation. "You're really nosy! How do you know what I'm doing? Are you following me?"

The man's eyes widened in disbelief. "Are you trying to say I'm following you? But if you're not following me, how could you know what I'm doing?"

"I'll take you to the city lord's mansion!" he threatened, as if he had some authority over the situation.

Qiuchou, feeling amused, rejected the invitation. "You're mistaken, I have no intention of going to the city lord's mansion. Now, if you'll excuse me..."

The man did not let go; instead, he began to yell and shout, his face flushed with rage. Qiuchou, exasperated, finally decided to break free.

With a swift movement, Qiuchou executed a hand strike, knocking the man unconscious. With a sigh of relief, he then carefully placed him on the bed in the room and left without another word.

Exhausted from the encounter, Qiuchou pondered his next move. Despite the encounter with the man, he had yet to find the elusive spirit clone. He had only a few more uses of the divine探測 left, and he knew his time was running out.

The thought of Ye Chen's recovering powers made his heart race. The last thing he needed was for the other half of the spirit clone to falter.

Ye Chen, lying in his chamber, his injuries severe, cursed under his breath. His half-body clone, the source of his immense power, had been virtually destroyed by Qiuchou. He was struggling to regain his strength, relying on potent herbs and his own divine resilience.

Ye Chen's thoughts turned to the other half of his clone, now hiding away, its actions curtailed to ensure its safety. His mind replayed the events that led to this disaster. He had been too hasty, not accounting for the existence of such a formidable figure within his little world.

The news of a rare medicinal herb on the verge of emerging spread across the city. Everyone in the city, including residents from other towns, were eager to claim it. It was a potent herb that could enhance cultivation, and it was a prize worth fighting for.

The city's steward, a man of foresight, suggested that they seize the opportunity.

"If we can secure this herb, it would not only boost our prestige but also demonstrate the strength of our city," he argued.

Qiuchou, who had been contemplating the next steps to locate Ye Chen's spirit clone, felt a spark of hope. Perhaps this herb could be the key.

"I must go for it," he declared. "For the sake of our city, I have no choice but to claim this herb."

He knew that Ye Chen's spirit clone would be interested as well, especially now that its master was injured. This herb could provide much-needed recovery for Ye Chen's wounds.

With determination in his heart, Qiuchou prepared to embark on a quest that would not only be a test of his resolve but also a fight for the rare medicinal herb. Little did he know, the path ahead would lead him into a web of deception and danger that he could never have imagined.