Chapter 172 Shocking Gossip



After eating a total of eighteen fragments, Xiaohua said that she was full. Then she closed her eyes and fell into a silent sleep again, starting to digest the effects of the medicine.

Seeing Xiaohua fall into a deep sleep, Yi Ming no longer collected the black mushroom fragments. Firstly, there were not many fragments left, and secondly, the ferocious beasts that were still fighting in the melee had been fighting deeper and deeper, and there were more and more of them. The swamp was even scattered because of the melee, and the black mushroom fragments were also blown everywhere, causing many late yellow-level ferocious beasts to start joining the battle. Yi Ming's space for activities was getting smaller and smaller.

"Walk!"

Yi Ming did not show his head, but began to move out of the swamp pool silently. When he was out of the small valley, he dared to release his spiritual sense. He kept hiding and walking like this until he was dozens of miles away. Finally, Yi Ming crawled out of the swamp pool.

With a shudder of his whole body and a surge of his true energy, all the swamp mud was shaken away by him, and his clothes were evaporated dry by the heat generated by his true energy. Now Yi Ming has turned into a clean and tidy young man again, well, a young and promising independent cultivator.

Looking back at the various ferocious beasts still fighting in the valley, Yi Ming did not greedily wander around in the Rongyue Mountain Swamp, thinking of looting treasures from the nests of those powerful beasts. Instead, he summoned his flying sword and left at high speed.

"A natural treasure that can make a fierce beast advance to the Earth level has just appeared here. Jinghu Palace has also taken action here. In addition, Yuan Wushen died here for unknown reasons. So this place is bound to become a gathering place for cultivators from all walks of life." Yi Ming quickly flew out of the Rongyue Mountain Swamp. He was lucky enough to find a low-grade Xuan-level spiritual plant on the way. "So it's best not to stay here. Leaving this troubled place as soon as possible is the best choice."

The little fat man chuckled and shook his head without revealing any information. "Then I don't know. I'm only responsible for collecting things."

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You know, the backstage strength of Wuming Courtyard is definitely stronger than that of Jinghu Palace. At least Jinghu Palace is definitely not inferior to the face of the leader of Wangshan Sect.

This certainly did not include Yi Ming. He lowered himself halfway, disguised himself as a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, and headed towards Jing Lake without attracting the attention of others.

Although this amount is not much compared to Yi Ming who plundered a small spiritual stone mine, Yi Ming is still very satisfied. After all, this is free. For example, if someone gives you 200 yuan for free, would you refuse it just because you earn 10,000 yuan a month? You are kidding! What you don’t want is...

After a conventional disguise and a new aura, he once again became the cold Zhang Daqian. Under the slightly surprised eyes of the steward of the nameless courtyard, Yi Ming sold all the collections of Yuan Wushen, Cong Shaobai and the unknown mid-stage Condensation Master from beginning to end, and exchanged them for a full... 15,000 spirit stones... "Dark! Really dark!"

Yi Ming nodded and praised, "Brother, you have such a strong foundation in cultivation, but you were sent out to collect things. Your sect's strength is too strong. I really don't know what the cultivation level of your direct descendants is."

So Yi Ming did not return to Jing Lake immediately, but changed direction and headed towards another big city, Shuanghua City.

"Of course, otherwise where would your business come from?" Yi Ming smiled casually, "So, where are you going to send these things to sell, Dafeng Country or Shangyong Country?"

Yi Ming checked Yuan Wushen's magic bag on the way. He was indeed a little poorer than his junior brother Cong Shaobai. But he was a direct disciple of Wangshan Sect after all. No matter how poor he was, he was not poor at all. He had no shortage of Xuan-level magic tools, high-level spiritual plants, elixirs, and spiritual stones.

These things cannot be seen in public and must be disposed of immediately!

"Fellow Daoist, please be kind with your words. You should know that apart from our Wuming Courtyard, no other force dares to accept these things from you." A white and plump little fat man said with a smile.

It is true. The lifespan of a golden elixir is a thousand years. The Grand Palace Master of Jinghu Palace is now over seven hundred years old. He has had so many disciples that it is unclear how many times he has known them. Except for his closest relatives, it is hard to say whether he recognizes others. Would she come to Wuming Courtyard to save face and ask for information just because of the death of such a person?

The little fat man's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect Yi Ming to grasp the key point so quickly, so he nodded very generously and admitted, "The face of the Golden Core Ancestor must be given no matter where we go."

Don't be fooled by the fact that this little fat boy is fair and tender with smiling eyes, looking like the silly son of a landlord. However, Yi Ming can sense clearly that he is not much older than himself, and his strength is not inferior to Yuan Wushen. No matter whether he is placed in Jinghu Palace or Wangshan Sect, he is definitely a direct disciple.

The three late-stage Condensation cultivators from Jinghu Palace stayed in the Rongyue Mountain Swamp for a while and then left. This kind of thing was not common, and the cultivators who saw them flying around, as long as they had time and were curious, decided to come over to see what was going on.

The little fat man smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits. "Fellow Daoist, there is no need to test us. Although the cultivator you killed this time is indeed of extraordinary status in Wangshan Sect, the Wangshan Sect is not in our eyes. Even if their Sect Master comes to visit us, we will not disclose your information."

It was indeed as Yi Ming thought. After he left Rongyue Mountain and Swamp for hundreds of miles, he saw many streams of light crossing the sky. Lights of various colors shone together. Those were the escape lights generated by various cultivators when they flew by. They almost flew towards Rongyue Mountain and Swamp at the same time.

"But you don't have to worry. We have never confiscated anything from Jinghu Palace or Dafeng Sect. As long as you don't kill the lover of the Palace Master of Jinghu Palace or the illegitimate son of the Sect Master of Dafeng Sect, they won't come to us easily." The little fat man said with a smile, "If we stand up for those cultivators in the sect who can be easily killed, the Jindan Patriarch will not do anything else."

So after a careful check and confirming that there was no hidden trick similar to the positioning system, Yi Ming safely put Yuan Wushen's magic bag and Cong Shaobai's magic bag into the bottom of the box.

Yi Ming nodded. Although he did not find out the details of Wuming Courtyard, it was enough to make sure that they would not give face to Wangshan Sect. Moreover, taking a step back, Yi Ming was just being cautious out of habit. With his current skills of disguise and concealing his breath, he did not believe that this little fat man could see his true background.

Therefore, Yi Ming's focus shifted from his own safety to the gossip just mentioned by the fat man. "Does the Palace Master of Jinghu Palace have a lover? The First Palace Master or the Second Palace Master? Or both? Does he have many lovers? How can a person like the Sect Master of Dafeng Sect have an illegitimate child? Even if he is given a name, he dare not bring the child back to the sect? Is the Sect Master's wife more powerful than him, or is she from a very powerful family?"

Little Fatty, "..."

After the change from ten chapters to five chapters, I think everyone has gotten used to the author's gradual decrease in updates. That's great. Updates will resume as normal tomorrow (cute face)

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