It was only then that Valley Master Yan took out the treasures of Feihua Valley that had been collected for hundreds of years and asked Pavilion Master Lou to help him refine the best elixir, which saved his daughter's cultivation.

It was also because of this incident that Feihua Valley’s collection of medicinal herbs was almost used up.

Now that Valley Master Yan himself was injured, he did not have enough medicinal herbs to save his life, so he could only try his luck at the underground auction.

Pavilion Master: ...Is it that Master Wuwang is a bastard, or is it that your own daughter is too naughty?

Alas, this old friend of mine is good in every way and has never been wrong in major matters, but he has the only problem of "protecting his shortcomings".

Yan Ruyu is such a trouble-making kid.

He offended Master Wuwang first, and then provoked Master Chi Powang and his disciples. But these people are the ones who can save Valley Master Yan!

Yan Ruyu was happy, but her mother was put in such a dilemma.

Why bother?

Valley Master Yan was no fool, and he could see the helplessness and sigh of his old friend.

However, the owner of the pavilion was unmarried and had no children, so she didn't understand the heart of a mother at all.

Valley Master Yan also blamed his daughter for not living up to her expectations, but after all, she was his own daughter. Could he really just sit back and do nothing?

Let her be bullied?

If she can't even protect her loved ones, why should she practice?

It was all in vain that she became the master of Feihua Valley!

However, my injury cannot be delayed.

After much deliberation and repeated consideration, Valley Master Yan finally made up his mind—

Between Chi Powang and Wuwang, the former is more talkative.

In addition to the friendship of being from the same hidden sect, Lou Xiangnan from the Extraordinary Office also agreed to help.

Thinking of this, Valley Master Yan's gaze fell on Hou Xinting.

…

"Senior, you see, this underground auction has all kinds of good stuff!"

Hou Xinting was proud and excited.

He had always been called a monkey and a rat, but one day he was personally entertained by the boss of the emergency office.

After entering the venue, he was arranged to sit in the first row.

Tsk tsk, those sitting here are all big names in Xuanmen.

He, Hou Xinting, a mere tomb raider, actually had the opportunity to sit at the same table with the elder.

This is no longer about bringing honor to the family, but about causing the ancestral tomb to explode.

Of course, although he was happy, Hou Xinting did not get too carried away.

He also did not forget that he was treated this way thanks to the support of the boss.

He treated the little paper figurine with the same respect, "We should be able to sell our things for a good price!"

The little paper man sat on Hou Xinting's shoulder and nodded approvingly when he heard his words.

"Well! Remember, you have to find a way to get those herbs I want!"

"Oh, and I want some top-grade white jade, jadeite, and other jades, too."

The little paper man continued to give instructions.

"Okay, senior! Don't worry, I understand!"

Hou Xinting has personally experienced the joy of clinging to someone powerful, so naturally he will not treat his golden thigh badly.

Each person had a paper figure and had instructions and promises, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Lou Xiangnan, who was sitting next to him, twitched his mouth again.

"Lou Chu, this little paper figurine is quite interesting!"

Sitting next to Lou Xiangnan was a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old.

He has fair skin, delicate features, and long hair tied up and worn with a crown according to ancient customs.

Wearing a red round-necked robe of Tang Dynasty style, coupled with his noble temperament, he looks like a young man from a noble family more than a thousand years ago.

How did that little paper man introduce himself just now?

Gu Qingcheng!

Gu Qing's Gu, the most beautiful Qingcheng!

What a great Gu Qing!

The handsome young man's cold eyes were flashing.

He said as if speculating, "This technique has some of the style of a hidden sect."

Lou Xiangnan's eyes flashed, and he also said in a speculative tone, "I asked my master, and he said that more than eighty years ago, there was a descendant of the Shenxiao Palace who had extremely high cultivation and was proficient in alchemy, formations, talismans, and magic."

"Shenxiao Palace? Hmm! No wonder!"

The boy nodded.

As a Buddhist disciple of the hidden sect Fayuan Temple, he certainly knew that there were hidden sects in the world.

The Shenxiao Palace is the most mysterious among the many hidden sects.

The descendants of Shenxiao Palace are all extremely talented and have extremely high cultivation levels.

Only people from the Divine Sky Palace can—

"No wonder? Master Wuwang, what did you say? Do you know the heir of the Divine Sky Palace?"

Lou Xiangnan keenly grasped the key point.

No wonder?

Did Master Wuwang do something?

Does he have a connection with Master Chi Powang?

Lou Xiangnan's intuition was very accurate. He always felt that the pure, innocent, cold and noble Master Wuwang seemed to have a great secret.

Oh no, it’s not just Wuwang, the entire Fayuan Temple exudes an atmosphere that makes him terrified.

Lou Xiangnan knew that he shouldn't doubt such a hidden sect that had been passed down for more than a thousand years.

But he just felt uneasy.

Especially in recent years, strange phenomena have occurred frequently in the Xuanmen world, and all kinds of evil spirits such as zombies and monsters have emerged.

It seemed as if something important was about to happen.

And the entire Xuanmen world has been drawn into it.