Ten Thousand Times Return: My Senior Sister Plucked Me At The Start

Chapter 301 Meeting Wenyan Again



Chapter 301 Meeting Wenyan Again

Xiang Ning Bing felt better after crying, but Zhao Mu's clothes were completely soaked.

She was too good at crying. Her tears flowed freely as if they were free.

Why did his disciple have so much water?

Could it be because his body was of the fire attribute, so he had so much water around him to achieve the goal of balancing yin and yang?

Strange thoughts flashed through Zhao Mu's mind.

In the end, he and Xiang Ning Bing didn't stay here. Instead, they chose a nearby tavern with an elegant environment.

Actually, the guests invited to Empress Profound Secrets' birthday celebration had all been arranged to stay in the imperial palace. However, it was still early, and Zhao Mu didn't want to go too early, so staying in a tavern was the most appropriate.

In the next two days, Zhao Mu toured Saint Han City under Xiang Ning Bing's lead. They went to many places of interest and historical interest, ate many delicacies, and even participated in a lantern festival. They had a lot of fun.

After two days, Zhao Mu finally had a general understanding of Saint Han City and the entire Wuxiang Nation.

The Wuxiang Nation had a long history. It was the first ancient city built when the human race was on the rise. It was also the oldest ancient city on the Immortal Martial Continent, with a history of forty-seven thousand years.

Forty thousand years had passed. Even diviner powerhouses who weren't fated to cultivate an immortal body couldn't withstand the ravages of time.

However, Saint Han City and the Wuxiang Nation had always prospered. Even if they encountered more than one great disaster, they would always be able to survive.

Some people said that the Wuxiang Nation gathered the fortune of the human race. With the protection of the human emperor, it was difficult for evil spirits to invade.

There were also some who said that this was all thanks to the imperial family. The Xuanji Clan was the most ancient clan of the human race. Since ancient times, including the current Empress Xuanji, they had given birth to a total of seven Celestial Sovereigns. It was only with the Xuanji Clan guarding the Formless Nation that the nation was able to develop to its current scale.

Zhao Mu was very interested in the Xuanji Clan, which specialized in producing diviner powerhouses.

He even suspected that the Xuanji Clan might have inherited the human emperor's bloodline.

After all, the human bloodline was very weak. Even cultivators like An Zixuan who had the bloodline of the Sage Clan couldn't pass down the advantages of their bloodline from generation to generation.

Only those with the bloodline of the Human Sovereign could create an immortal Human Clan.

Although it was just a guess, Zhao Mu would be able to verify it once he saw the Profound Secrets Empress with his own eyes.

Because he also had the bloodline of the Human Sovereign, his bloodline could sense each other.

If Lady Providence really did possess the bloodline of the Human Sovereign, that would be great news for Zhao Mu.

Because his Human Sovereign Bloodline was returned, it could not be returned a second time. Therefore, his Human Sovereign Bloodline was still at its initial strength and could not be further improved.

Unless he could get the bloodline of other Renhuang.

Perhaps Empress Providence was the key to Zhao Mu's next advancement in the Human Sovereign Bloodline.

However, he would have to wait until he saw Empress Providence with his own eyes to be sure.

On this day, Zhao Mu and Xiang Ningbing were strolling along a busy street in the inner city.

This was an area where cultivators gathered. The shops on both sides of the street sold cultivation resources. There were all sorts of magic treasures, pills, and talismans, and they were all on a grand scale.

Other than the local cultivators of the Wuxiang Nation, there were also a large number of cultivators from other sects.

There was a group of eminent monks from Tianluo Temple.

There was a white-robed sword cultivator from the Sword Immortal Pavilion with an otherworldly aura.

The various spirit medicine shops and pill shops were already occupied by alchemists from the Medicine God Palace.

The disciples of the Inverted Hanging Mountain were much more relaxed. Many of them appeared in the brothels and were quite carefree and happy.

As for the local cultivators of the Wuxiang Nation, most of them were officials in the imperial court or generals in the army. There were very few ascetic cultivators with a pure heart and few desires. Their auras were more down-to-earth.

In the Five Great Sacred Lands of the Human Clan, the disciples of each sect had different auras. However, in terms of strength and cultivation, there was not much difference. No side was obviously stronger.

However, it was precisely because of this that the Five Great Sacred Lands were able to maintain a stable and peaceful situation.

If it was really a situation where there was one super power and many super powers, then it would be difficult for the human race to be peaceful.

He wondered if the rise of the Saint Prime Demon Sect would affect the human race's internal structure.

However, this was not a problem that Zhao Mu would be concerned about.

Because even without the Demon Sect, the current peaceful situation would not be maintained for long.

According to Zhao Mu's estimation, other than the Star Plucking Immortal Lord, the representatives of the various forces in the Immortal World should have already been reincarnated into the Immortal Martial Continent. Once these reincarnated exiled immortals grew up, the entire Immortal Martial Continent would be destroyed.

Now that the atmosphere was harmonious, he would take a look as long as he could.

'Eh?'

Zhao Mu suddenly sensed a familiar aura.

Ning Qingying!

She was here too.

"Disciple, go pick some Dharma treasures and pills for yourself. I have something to do and will leave alone for a while."

Zhao Mu stuffed a bag of spirit stones into Xiang Ningbing's hands and disappeared without waiting for her to speak.

Not long after, Zhao Mu found Ning Qingying by following her aura.

She was in a shop called Treasure Hall.

Treasure Hall was very large and was one of the largest shops on the entire street. There was an endless stream of people coming and going, and there were all kinds of spirit treasures on display in the shop, all of which were of good quality.

Treasure Hall was Ning Qingying's property.

Zhao Mu had specially looked up information about Treasure Hall. Treasure Hall was the largest spirit treasure shop in the Immortal Martial Continent, with branches all over the Immortal Martial Continent. They even opened two branches in the Thousand Demon Forest, which was definitely rare.

As the owner of Treasure Hall, Ning Qingying's personal wealth was unimaginable. Apart from those Heavenly Venerables and the heads of wealthy families, there were very few who could surpass her in terms of wealth.

However, Zhao Mu also found out that Ning Qingying's life was indeed not easy. Treasure Hall seemed to be under her name, but she did not have the authority to manage it personally. The real power was tightly held in the hands of her uncles and uncles.

In other words, although Ning Qingying seemed to be rich, she actually had limited wealth at her disposal. The only thing she could use was the dividends from Treasure Hall every year.

Although it was just the dividends, it was an astronomical sum for most cultivators, and they might not be able to squander it all even after a few lifetimes.

However, even though he had a mountain of gold in his hands, he could only pick up a few gold nuggets at the foot of the mountain. No one would be able to tolerate this.

Unfortunately, Ning Qingying's strength was too weak. Her Nascent Soul cultivation was not enough to give her the right to seize power.

Although she had the protection of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, the Sword Immortal Pavilion could at most protect her life. It was unlikely that they would help her seize power.

Even if he tried to protect her, it might not work.

Otherwise, Ning Qingying would not have encountered so many ambushes and assassinations.

It was already a great fortune for her to be able to survive until now.

Zhao Mu could not help but have some thoughts.

If the Precious Treasure Hall was taken under the Devil Sect, coupled with his own refund system, how much wealth would he be able to create?

The more she thought about it, the more tempted Zhao Mu was.

Perhaps, he should think of a way to help his little rich woman.

Zhao Mu calmed himself down and strode into the Treasure Hall.

She did not see Ning Qingying's figure, but she bumped into Wen Yan, who was walking towards her.

When their eyes met, Wen Yan was first stunned, but then her beautiful eyes lit up. Without any hesitation, she flew forward and crashed heavily into Zhao Mu's embrace.

"Big Brother Benefactor, I knew we were fated. I did not expect to meet you again in this vast sea of people. I have decided, we will go through the wedding ceremony tonight!

Tomorrow, I will give you a big fat boy! "

Zhao Mu: "…"


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