Lu Shan snorted twice, then turned his head away from Zhou Mu.

After waking up, Zhou Mu felt refreshed, and the world seemed to have become a little more wonderful. He then went over and helped the proud Lu Shan up.

However, just like Lu Shan, who had been sitting for two or three hours, his legs and feet were sore and numb that as soon as Zhou Mu helped him up, he felt unwell and immediately collapsed to the ground.

After a long while, Zhou Mu finally got him to bed to rest. Lu Shan was so sore and weak that he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Oh right, that's exactly what you almost forgot about."

Zhou Mu remembered what he needed to do, and ignoring Lu Shan who had been grumbling beside him, he went straight out and met a familiar person in the corridor.

Wuming.

Wu Ming didn't find Zhou Mu's appearance surprising at all; it was as if Zhou Mu was meant to appear at this moment.

Don't you want to know how Xiao Jiu is doing?

Zhou Mu intended to pretend he hadn't seen Wu Ming and walk away, but Wu Ming suddenly spoke up.

Zhou Mu paused, then slowly turned around. "Whether I know or not, what does it have to do with you?"

"Don't be so abrupt. I'm just speaking to you calmly." For some reason, Wu Ming's smiling face resembled that of a cunning merchant.

Zhou Mu had a very bad impression of it.

Zhou Mu didn't even spare Wu Ming a glance, and his expression was full of disdain.

For this kind of person, he doesn't want to waste a single expression.

"Xiao Jiu hasn't been doing too well lately."

As Wu Ming spoke, his eyes remained fixed on Zhou Mu, trying to discern a crack in the latter's expression. However, things were clearly disappointing. Even after he finished speaking, Zhou Mu remained unresponsive, then countered with a question, "And then? What are you trying to say?"

Wu Ming sneered and turned to leave.

As Wu Ming's figure disappeared from sight, the stiff expression on Zhou Mu's face gradually crumbled, forming countless cracks like a spider web.

"It seems I need to speed things up."

Thinking of this, Zhou Mu couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

...

Wentianlou

Above the nine-story pavilion.

This place originally belonged to Wang Xu.

Apart from Zhou Mu and Lu Shan, no one else has set foot here. One reason is that the stairs here are too high, and no one has the time to climb them. Another reason is that this place is too mysterious. People who know it will not come here unless they have to, and people who do not know it would never expect that there would be someone on the ninth floor.

But today is different.

Besides Wang Xu, there was another person in the room.

This person was no stranger; he was none other than Zhang Tianjian, the Lord of the Sword God Palace.

Wang Xu smiled and said, "I never expected that Lord Zhang of the Sword God Hall would come to visit me. I am truly flattered."

These obviously polite words caused Zhang Tianjian to show a rare seriousness in his expression.

He stared intently at Wang Xu opposite him.

"You must be a powerful figure like Blackie, right?"

This is a question with a strong probing nature.

Faced with Zhang Tianjian's question, Wang Xu did not speak, neither denying nor confirming, but only looking at the man with a strange expression.

Seemingly impatient with Zhang Tianjian's waiting, he slowly said, "If I say no, what are your plans? To win me over, or to abandon me?"

Having his thoughts guessed, Zhang Tianjian showed no fear. He smiled and said, "I know that you are the backbone of Wentian Tower. Even Zhou Mu sometimes consults you. I think if you could join us, our team would definitely expand."

“I need to correct a few of your mistakes.” Wang Xu looked at Zhang Tianjian seriously. “First of all, I will not join your so-called team. Secondly, whether I join or not, your team will not grow. It’s not even fully established yet, and you’re already making plans. Do you think that so-called organization will rise up when none of you are of one mind?”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianjian's expression changed slightly.

He had considered these issues, but just thinking about them gave him a headache. After all, so far, he had no way to deal with these dissenting people except to bind them together with shared interests.

Although the Sword God Palace is considered the uncrowned king of the Desolate Heaven Domain, it is not yet powerful enough to contend with all the forces in the Desolate Heaven Domain.

"I have a plan, but I don't know if you'd like to hear it?" Wang Xu said calmly.

Zhang Tianjian's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes."

Wang Xu shook his head, keeping Zhang Tianjian in suspense. Seeing Zhang Tianjian's persistent pleading, Wang Xu said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that the time is not right. Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. Besides, it's not yet time for this old man to take action."

Seeing this, Zhang Tianjian had no choice but to give up. However, upon further reflection, he realized that his alliance with Wentianlou was indeed a great thing.

From the outside, although Wentian Tower has risen to prominence as a new force and has even threatened the status of established forces such as the Sword God Palace and the Four Seas Pavilion to a certain extent, in everyone's mind, the old forces that have lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years will naturally not be overshadowed by the new forces for too long.

Therefore, most people still believe that the alliance between Wentianlou and Jianshendian was ultimately won by Wentianlou.

In this vast Desolate Heaven Domain, countless forces have sought to form an alliance with the Sword God Palace, yet now a small Wentian Tower has achieved just that.

But only Zhang Tianjian, the head of the Sword God Hall, knew that the alliance with the Asking Heaven Tower had truly benefited his Sword God Hall immensely.

Leaving aside any unintentional benefits, the very presence of this old man, Mr. Wang Xu, who is practically a cheat code, is something that no amount of saintly or saintly king could replace.

Zhang Tianjian left with a belly full of doubts.

Before long, the study fell into a deathly silence once again.

The deathly silence didn't last long before it was broken by Wang Xu's exclamation. He slightly raised his head, looked at Uncle Hei who had somehow appeared in the room, and said, "You've come."

Uncle Hei nodded, his expression subtle. "What do you want with me?"

"Please sit down," Wang Xu said, then poured him some tea. Hei Bo took it with both hands, took a sip, and found it quite sweet and fragrant. He immediately smiled and exclaimed, "This tea tastes good! It's delicious!"

“If you like, I’ll give you a few pounds.” Wang Xu smiled, and as he stood up, he placed a spirit ring on the table. His expression was solemn. “However, there is something that I need you to do personally.”