"Wang Xianzhou is making a high-sighted point?"
"No, he slapped Mu Chunze's face!"
But it's odd, Wang Xianzhou has started to slap away, but the defender of the town, Mu Chunze, didn't come out.
With his cultivation at the foundation stage and as a disciple of the Purple Palace, if he were to come out, Wang Xianzhou would definitely be in trouble.
Qingxi Workshop is a workshop under Honglamp Photo, Wang Xianzhou violates the regulations of Qingxi Workshop, which is challenging the order of Honglamp Photo.
This is not alarmist talk.
For example, Wang Xianzhou's violation of the rules is similar to how Wang's hands grabbed Chu's handle, and as long as the scales are used, whether it is hundreds or thousands of pounds, it is up to the one weighing.
If Mu Chunze had the intention, Wang Xianzhou would not only die but also lose a layer of skin!
But even though Qingxi Workshop has been startled into a commotion by Wang Xianzhou's domineering actions, Mu Chunze still does not make an appearance.
Wang RongshENG is accompanied by Bai Lu, and Hongmei is accompanied by Yulou Yuaan, both of whom have seen Wang Xianzhou in the sky.
"Uncle Xianzhou, what are you doing?" Wang Rongsheng is somewhat dumbfounded.
He looked at the dead dog-like Gaojian, then at the Wang Xianzhou in the sky, feeling extremely flustered in his heart.
Wang Xianzhou collected his flying car, stepped on the air, and walked step by step from the sky to the ground.
Foundation-level cultivation flying!
Many disorganized cultivators who were just watching the scene didn't understand that this was magic, and they mistakenly thought Wang Xianzhou was a foundation-level cultivator. They hurriedly called him "elder," fearing that they might be targeted by this domineering elder due to their lack of manners.
"Play around with Xiao Gao, there's no need to worry. Where are Yulou and Yuaan?"
Wang Xianzhou is indeed domineering. Mu Chunze is clearly sitting in the defense of the cultivator's manor, but he doesn't give this guardian even a sliver of face. He uses force to amplify his voice, which spreads throughout Qingxi Workshop.
"Hurry up, your clan elder is not ordinary."
Hongmei said acidly, with a very unsatisfied heart.
"Old Ancestor, what are you doing?"
Yu Lou ran quickly to Wang Xianzhou's side, looking at the crowd crowded together and at Gao Jian on the ground, he was momentarily confused.
"Ha ha, just joking with Xiao Gao."
Let's go. I've been here at Qingxi Workshop for three years. Today, I will take you home.
By the way, has anyone bullied you in Qingxi Workshop?"
In Wang Xianzhou's eyes, he was just joking with the half-dead Gao Jian.
Gao Jian didn't mind, so others naturally dare not mind.
The sensible ones have all picked up on it — the guardian cultivator hasn't said a word yet!
Gao Jian's followers heard Wang Xianzhou's second sentence and were so scared that their legs were shaking.
They haven't bullied the two brothers of Yulou, but they are afraid.
Calling Gao Jian "Little Gao," from the Wang family, often ignoring the face of the guardian cultivator...
This one, probably the legendary Wangshi Kill God, Wang Xianzhou.
"Of course, no one has bullied us, Ancestor. We always remember the family rules and only do good to others."
Yu Lou answered in a respectful manner, not at all nervous, as he is very familiar with his family's ancestor, Wang Xianzhou.
The young talent became famous after success in martial arts, and after becoming a disciple of the great sect, he was selected through the dueling competition to become a walking envoy of the Daoist Alliance. On his mission as a Daoist Alliance envoy, he has killed two foundation-stage cultivators.
If it were not for the injury to his dharma foundation during the martial arts competition, he would have established a foundation long ago and even had a chance to open the Purple Palace.
Wang Xianhe and Wang Xianzhou were both unable to advance further because they were injured in their dharma foundation.
The former died early after establishing the foundation, and the latter was stuck in practicing qi for life.
Of course, Wang Xianmao was also a young talent, and Wang Yulou is now also considered a young talent.
The Wang family has no shortage of talents because they know how to cultivate their disciples. That absurd but pitiful family rule has gradually refined Yulou from being carefree to being stable.
With seven-tenths of the talent, with the cultivation of the Wang family, there is a chance to become a ten-talent genius.
Even those with a mere five-tenths of talent, such as Wang Rongsheng and Chen Luwan (Yulou's mother), can achieve the effects of a seven-tenths talent with the right cultivation.
The regrets of the two elder clan members are a necessary cost for the Wang family to inherit and develop in this cruel cultivation world.
This price seems to have the potential to be avoided, but it is actually unavoidable.
Without Wang Xianhe, Wang Xianmao might become the sacrifice.
Without Wang Xianzhou, another Wang family member might become the sacrifice.
After all, where there are people and interests, there will never be a lack of struggle.
After hearing Yu Lou's answer, Wang Xianzhou did not comment but instead scanned the cultivators surrounding him.
Everyone respects it.
"Ha ha ha, all right, let's go."
Saying that, he kicked Gao Jian in the leg, laughing and scolding.
"Xiao Gao, don't pretend to be dead! I won't kill you!"
Sitting in Wang Xianzhou's flying car, Yulou's face turned a bit red.
Old Ancestor Xianzhou's display of superiority was just what he liked; to be a cultivator, it's all about becoming an existence like Old Ancestor Xianzhou!
Yu Lou, however, remained calm, knowing that the clan leader had received his letter.
Gao Jian still couldn't get up, Wang Xianzhou nodded at Wang Rongsheng and then glanced in the direction of the town guardian mansion. He then drove off in his flying car.
His Mirror Silver Orchid Wood flying car is an upper-grade magical implement, with its own spirit-awareness disturbing aura. Once activated, it is fast and powerful, belonging to the top-grade upper-grade magical implements that can break through formations.
Looking at the brilliant spiritual light in the sky, Wang Rongsheng couldn't help but smile helplessly.
He went up and helped Gao Jian get up, wanting to say something, but Gao Jian walked away without looking back.
Embarrassing!
Too embarrassing!
How can such a humiliating thing happen!
Being at the peak of the Qi Refinement stage, Wang Xianzhou dealt with him as easily as one would with a little chick.
Gao Jian didn't cry, which showed how strong he was.
On the other side, the town guardian mansion.
Mu Chunze is enjoying tea with his daughter.
Gu family is very discreet, sending an eight-grade new tea.
"Father, is this a test from the Wang family?"
The girl extended her jade-like hand, gently lifting the purple clay teapot, and the clear Qingxi spiritual water moved in a transparent line through the air, pouring into the purple clay cup.
The spiritual water and the spiritual tea blend harmoniously, and the fragrance of the tea soup fills the entire room.
"It's not necessary, probing or anything. Wang Xianmao won't do that."
Neither of them had any thought of losing face. Face is something you earn, and once you've earned it, it's not something others can take away.
Moreover, even if the Wang family really wanted to humiliate Mu Chunze, Mu Chunze wouldn't immediately call for help.
We are all people with some roots. Tearing down our faces will only lead to awkwardness and no one will really win.
Therefore, choosing to ignore it is the best strategy.
"This person is very special?"
The girl and Yu Lou are of the same age, but she is not a member of the Wang family. Since her childhood, she has been cultivating in the spiritual realm, and she naturally has no idea about Wang Xianzhou.
Mu Chunze put down the teacup and explained.
"When he was employed by the Daoist Alliance, some of his life-and-death brothers had already become true disciples of the great sect, and some had been promoted to foundation-level walking envoys. All of them are promising candidates for the Purple Palace."
"That's why he doesn't fear me. Of course, I don't care about that either. After all, he won't live for much longer, so let him be crazy!"
No matter how fierce and domineering Wang Xianzhou is, his era is nearly over.
Longevity is a fate given by Heaven to every living creature, which cannot be avoided. Cultivators who defy Heaven in their pursuit of cultivation climb painfully on their journey.
Wang Xianzhou no longer has the possibility to make further progress, and his era is about to end.
Mu Chunze still has over two hundred years of life span left. How could he be moved by thoughts of a dying man?
Just bones!
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"Old Ancestor, are we lost? Moreover, you're constantly accelerating this flying carriage, isn't it too much of a drain on spiritual energy?"
Yu Lou carefully reminded.
The Wang family has a rule that refining qi offspring are not allowed to fly!
Although Wang Rongyuan doesn't take this family rule seriously, he was only there to fish back then.
"Ha ha, there's no need to be so nervous, Yu Lou. I heard that you did well in Qingxi Workshop?"
Wang Xianzhou paid no attention to Yu Lou's reminder. He had attempted to ascend to the foundation stage four times, even though he had not succeeded in breaking through. However, his spiritual energy was more than three times that of an ordinary qi refining cultivator.
Moreover, he is also a top-grade master of martial arts combat. Not only would he not worry about showing off, but even if an ordinary foundation cultivator came by, Wang Xianzhou wouldn't be afraid.
"No need for that, just doing what we should do."
In front of this legendary Wang family figure, Yu Lou behaved obediently like a baby just weaned off its mother's breast.
"All right, I like modesty, but we did get a bit off course. Look to the west; that's the Miao Feng Mountain."
Miao Feng Mountain is located west of Qingxi Workshop, more specifically, between Qingxi Workshop and Wu Long Workshop.
Yu Lou turned his head, noticing the majestic holy mountain in the sky. At the halfway point of the holy mountain, there were still layers of milky white clouds drifting.
Above the clouds is where the sect of Miao Feng Mountain is located. Under the midday sun, the tiles reflect golden light.
From a distance, the entire mountain is covered in golden palaces.
The Zǐfǔ Sect is indeed so powerful, no wonder it's a strong sect that can shatter the Hui Shan Fu.
If it weren't for them being too ruthless in cutting off their sect disciples, how could they be so beleaguered today?
"Uncle, we came here......" Yu Lou asked.
Wang Jia Shan is located south of Qingxi Workshop, while Miao Feng Mountain is located west of Qingxi Workshop. Wang Xianzhou has been to these places often, so he couldn't possibly have taken the wrong route.
"Show them a move in front of the competition between the Valley Spirit Sect and Miao Feng Mountain!"
Several times, the Miao Feng Mountain's Kongsan Sectress sought the clan leader, hoping for our Wang family to help Miao Feng Mountain stand firm at the top, but she didn't want to give up anything valuable.
Humph, I'm nearly dead anyway, so I might as well use some of my remaining strength and show them that the Wang family of King Anbei's pride is not something that can be appeased with mere trash!"
While saying that, Wang Xianzhou gently applied pressure to the front of his flying carriage's axle, further increasing the speed of the Mirror Silver Orchid Wood flying carriage. In the air, even sonic boom could be heard.
In this way, they flew for nearly three hundred miles, and the signs of martial arts dueling gradually appeared on the ground.
This is a duel between cultivators at the Qi Refining stage; the Valley Spirit Sect and Miao Feng Mountain haven't reached a complete deadlock yet.
Someone noticed the white phoenix flying in the sky and shouted.
"The elder who has advanced to the foundation stage of our Miao Feng Mountain has arrived for assistance! Daoist friends, follow me and counterattack!"
"To your eighteen generations of ancestors, you Miao Feng Mountain have made an ambush! We will report to the Daoist Alliance!" This was the roar from the people of the Valley Spirit Sect.
However, Wang Xianzhou in the sky had no intention of making a move.
He accelerated his spiritual energy, but the speed of the flying carriage didn't increase further. However, the spiritual light emitted by it surged, making it look more like a foundation cultivator.
Yu Lou's fortune had arrived, and he instantly realized.
Old Ancestor is lying... No, he's just normally driving the flying carriage to make his way.
Of course, if an idiot from the Valley Spirit Sect who had advanced to the foundation stage dared to make a move, they would clearly have ill intentions, aiming to bully qi refining cultivators using their foundation stage!
That's right.
"Old Ancestor, if a foundation cultivator attacks, we'll be in danger!"
Yu Lou thought for a moment and still reminded.
"There's no such thing as a 'what if' scenario. If they don't make a move, that would be strange. But you don't need to worry."
Relax, it's as if I'm taking you all to broaden your horizons. It's not feasible to be confined to Qingxi Workshop every day!
"Also, I may be old, but I'm not dead yet, hahahah!"
Wang Xianzhou laughed heartily and replied in a resolute manner.
He has aged significantly and is no longer young.
His once full head of black hair has turned into white.
His skin has started to show the wrinkles that come with old age.
He has attempted to break through to the foundation stage four times without success.
It's very sorry, but it's not too sorry.
In his lifetime, he had fought on the same stage as the most formidable geniuses in Wuning and emerged victorious.
Later, he joined the Daoist Alliance and traveled twenty thousand miles across Wuning, using his qi cultivation to defeat two foundation cultivators.
Therefore, he is not too sorry.
Years and destiny cannot dampen his spirit of traveling the world.
A withered body cannot confine a proud and majestic soul.
The Wang family genius boy Wang Xianzhou hasn't died yet!
Even in the moment his life is nearing its end, he remains the proud youth he once was.
He stubbornly refuses to give Mu Chunze any face, and Mu Chunze might understand, might not understand, but it doesn't matter to him.
He only knows that he hasn't died yet and is still able to fight!
The flying carriage drew a white trail in the air as it sliced through the battle lines between the Valley Spirit Sect and Miao Feng Mountain, under the rule of the Zǐfǔ Sect.
The white phoenix soaring in the sky is the pride of the strongest genius of the previous generation of the Wang family!
Who will lead the death for the Valley Spirit Sect's foundation cultivators?
