The lobby of Tianqing Pavilion was bustling with people, but Xiang Sheng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The person sitting at the main desk had an unfamiliar face, and she didn't recognize him, but the face next to him was very familiar to Xiang Sheng. It was Butler Fu!
But didn’t Butler Fu disappear along with the village when he was sending her to the Chiyan Sect?
How did he escape? Or...did he escape at all?
So, is the strange man standing at the head of the group the disguised Xiang Wenli, or the master behind the mysterious village?
Xiang Sheng pursed his lips, grabbed Lu Zhu's hand and walked out without saying a word.
No matter which possibility it was, she couldn't afford to offend him right now.
Lu Zhu followed involuntarily, full of confusion, but when he saw Xiang Sheng's solemn profile, he wisely kept silent and followed him away obediently.
When they reached a secluded spot, Xiang Sheng stopped and let go of Lu Zhu. Seeing that Lu Zhu didn't say much, he was surprised: "Don't you have anything to ask?"
At this time before, Lu Zhu should have jumped up and asked anxiously.
Unexpectedly, Lu Zhu immediately shook his head and said, "You must have your reasons for doing this. Even if I ask, you may not tell me, and even if I tell you, I may not understand. It's better not to ask."
Xiang Sheng couldn't help but laugh, "Aren't you afraid of being sold out now?"
"Afraid! Why not?"
Lu Zhu snorted and shook his head, "But I can't beat you, so I just accept my fate."
Although he said this, Lu Zhu didn't think so at all.
On the way back to the State of Lu in disguise, Commander Wang had often asked him indirectly about the ancestral land of the Lu family. At that time, he was still immersed in the grief of the annihilation of his entire family and did not pay attention. Now that he thinks about it, Commander Wang clearly had a plan in mind.
Looking at Sister Shen Xiang, she knew much more than Commander Wang, but after spending a few days together, Lu Zhu had never heard her mention the Lu family's ancestral land even once. Every sentence they talked about was about how to get to Xuanwang City.
Although Lu Zhu understood that his sister was so cunning that even if she really wanted to get her hands on the ancestral land's opportunities, she wouldn't show it, but this attitude made him feel particularly at ease.
Xiang Sheng naturally had no idea of the twists and turns in Lu Zhu's mind. Hearing this, he simply smiled and said, "Go out. Come back tomorrow to see you."
Lu Zhu nodded repeatedly and followed.
Afterwards, the two of them left through the passage and returned to the city, where they found an inn to stay. The next day, they came to Tianqing Pavilion in the market town again, but the cultivation family that was recruiting people in the pavilion had changed.
"Today, the Hushan Chen family has booked the Tianqing Pavilion. It's quite a show, but the treatment of their guests is far inferior to that of the mysterious cultivation family from the past two days!"
"What a pity, I'm so late..."
"Not only is there no spiritual boat to ride, but even spiritual pills are not given out. This is too much of a difference!"
“…”
Amidst the sounds of conversation, Xiang Sheng and Lu Zhu entered the gate of Tianqing Pavilion. There were far fewer wandering cultivators in the lobby than yesterday, but there were still quite a few.
After waiting in line for a while, it was Xiang Sheng's turn.
The scholar at the desk saw through the two men's cultivation at a glance, and a mocking look flashed in his eyes. Without asking any questions, he threw out two black iron signs and said, "Gather at the South City Gate tomorrow morning. No latecomers will be accepted."
Seeing the sign about to fall to the ground, Lu Zhu quickly reached out to catch it. Without waiting for him to say anything, he bowed to Sheng Wei, pulled Lu Zhu along, and turned to leave.
After the two men left, the cultivator sitting next to the scholar finally couldn't stand it anymore and frowned, saying, "The Patriarch has ordered that only those at the ninth level of Qi training be accepted. It was fine for you to accept those at the seventh and eighth levels before, but now you're even accepting a fifth-level cultivator with a family? If the Patriarch blames you, who's going to take the blame?"
"Friend Lin, you just arrived and don't understand."
The scholar was not angry, and said with a smile: "The mysterious man acted in a high-profile manner two days ago and took away too many people. We were lucky to gather a team of 100 casual cultivators in one day. Where can we find so many ninth-level Qi training cultivators?
Right now, let alone the fifth level of Qi training, we have to accept anyone lower than that. Otherwise, the Patriarch will be even more angry tomorrow when he sees that there are not enough people.
The monk was startled when he heard this, then nodded in agreement, "Don't blame me, fellow Daoist. I was wrong."
"It's okay, it's just a small matter."
The scholar laughed heartily and waved his hand, "Next!"
…
After Xiang Sheng got the iron plate, he did not stay in the market for long and went straight back to the inn.
"Sister, they don't take us seriously at all."
Lu Zhu returned to the room and angrily threw the two iron plates on the table. "I admit that I neglected my cultivation in the past, and my cultivation level of Qi Training Level 4 is a bit low. But sister, you are so powerful that you can even kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator. You must be at Qi Training Level 9, right? You are only one level away from their Foundation Establishment cultivator. What are they so arrogant about?"
Xiang Sheng: “…”
She is at the ninth level of Qi training. This guy really thinks highly of her.
She sat down, picked up the iron plate and put it away, poured herself a cup of tea, and said calmly, "It's better not to take it seriously. They want to use us as cannon fodder, and we want to use them to enter the city safely. Their intentions are not pure, so why get angry?"
"Even so, I still feel angry!"
Lu Zhu sat down and sighed heavily, "After this incident, I will definitely practice hard and never let anyone look down on me again!"
Xiang Sheng raised an eyebrow, "Is that all? You don't want revenge?"
Lu Zhu's expression froze for a moment, and then a bitter look appeared on his face. "Even my eldest brother died at their hands. I'm not as talented as him, so revenge is impossible."
Xiang Sheng shook the tea in the cup and said nothing more.
The Lu family's ancestral land houses an eighth-grade sect-protecting secret method, and its other secrets are probably not bad either. It seems that a great cultivator emerged in the past. If Lu Zhu can obtain the cultivation inheritance of his ancestors, revenge is not impossible.
It’s a pity that Lu Zhu’s cultivation is too low. It’s extremely difficult for him to enter Xuanwang City, let alone enter the ancestral land?
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