Chapter 127: The City Lord’s Favor

Bo Lou and Jun Chao turned their heads at the same time, "Be good! Go play over there."

The words were quite gentle, but the tone was full of gnashing of teeth. He Cen was very happy. Did these people have some obsession with competing for him?

He has handed over the memory of his sword spirit. As long as these big guys study it carefully, they will be able to find a way to ascend without him in the future. I don't know what's the fun in fighting over him now?

As Bei Qi might face disaster when he returns, he was tactful enough not to join in this time.

The dead fox was just coming up with a crooked idea to let the three of them draw lots, when Jun Chao and Bo Lou had already started fighting. He Cen raised his hand to block the sunlight, "No, Master~ You two fight every day, aren't you tired of it?"

"You two don't like each other, do you?"

As soon as these words came out, Jun Chao and Bo Lou almost lost their balance and fell from the air. Bei Qi, the vixen, was laughing crazily beside them, "Hahahaha, you two have come to this day too~"

Bo Lou's face turned red with anger. "Didn't I tell you to go play over there? Why are you still standing here watching?"

He Cen was also happy. While they were quarreling, Wen Qing directly wrapped the little sword spirit with ghost energy and ran away secretly. "You guys fight, I'll take He He away."

Jun Chao: ???

Bo Lou: "Old ghost, do you have any shame? Do you want to die?"

He was furious and helpless behind, but Wen Qing didn't want to fight anymore. He sneaked away from under He Cen's feet and ran away very quickly, almost confusing the little baby.

I had said before that I wanted to come to the City Lord's Paradise City to play, and this time I finally got my wish. He Cen was actually quite happy, "Master, Master, let's go have a big meal first!"

Wen Qing had a particularly good temper and doted on He Cen to no end. "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Before entering the city, he was struggling with whether to disguise himself or not, but then he thought that since he was already out, there was no point in hiding, so he did not cover his face and just changed the hair crown on Hecen's head.

"Put this on and start practicing again. You have just formed your golden elixir and your realm is not stable yet. Someone saw you earlier and knew that you had already reached the realm of great perfection of golden elixir. Now, ten years have passed and your realm has not improved but regressed. This will make others suspicious."

He Cen took it and looked at it. It was a white crane and silver moon crown. It was delicate and small, and beautifully crafted. It really matched him perfectly.

"Then this is——"

"Blocking all divine consciousness can stop those who want to test your cultivation."

He Cen nodded, "That's great, it looks really good, I'll put it on, let's go."

Wen Qing smiled gently, took He Cen by the hand, and led them to visit the ghost market. Ten years in the world of cultivation is not a long time, but Jun Chao and his group suddenly disappeared at that time, which caught everyone off guard. Now that Wen Qing and the blond boy reappeared in Paradise City, the news spread quickly.

The ghost world boss's trusted followers almost immediately rushed to his side, kneeling down and begging, "City Lord."

Wen Qing nodded casually, "Well, get up."

"Has anything major happened in the city recently?"

The leading ghost cultivator reported something with his head lowered. Wen Qing listened calmly, with no interest on his face. After listening, he asked casually, "Is that all?"

"That's all the important matters. The ghost kings have already dealt with the rest of the trivial matters. Does the city lord have any instructions? I haven't been back for a long time. Are you going to stay with the young master for a long time this time?"

Wen Qing nodded slightly, "Go back and clean up, prepare a nice room for He He, and use the best things. He likes those sparkling accessories, ask Zhu Hui Niang to find some and decorate it more exquisitely."

"You have done a great job these years. These two bottles contain the Ancient Spirit Pill and Heart Protecting Pill for the Chongjing Huashen period. You can distribute them to the ghost kings according to the rewards. Go down."

"Yes, thank you for your kindness, City Lord." The subordinate took the order and retreated respectfully.

The ghost world is actually quite large, but there aren't any particularly large and conspicuous sects of ghost cultivators. They generally prefer independent cultivators, unlike the immortal and demon sects, who often confront each other and hold conferences from time to time to discuss and compete with each other.

Wen Qing has thirteen ghost cities under his command. Except for the main city, Paradise City, where he is the seat of his true self, the other ghost cities are managed by several powerful ghost kings.

He Cen had never seen the Twelve Ghost Kings before, and they had not attended the previous sect competition. Ghost cultivators were not very interested in such things because Wen Qing was extremely wealthy and could buy all kinds of good things at the city lord's ghost market. The rewards given in the sect competition were actually not that attractive.

Moreover, ghost cultivators are basically independent cultivators, so if they want to go, they can go by themselves. There is no need to show off by going under the banner of any big sect.

He Cen just heard him mention someone else and asked, "Who is Zhu Huiniang?"

Wen Qing said calmly, "My subordinates, the female ghost king of Wuyue City, one of the twelve ghost cities."

He Cen said "Wow~" and said, "Is she a beautiful sister~?"

Wen Qing glanced at him faintly, "Yes, but not as pretty as us."

He Cen burst out laughing, "Master, you two really should stop competing for a while. Do I look like someone who gets bored easily? Don't be on guard. I won't run away with anyone else."

It has been a long time since he last returned to the world of cultivation. He had been hiding in a quiet valley for ten years. This time when he came out, He Cen was in particularly good spirits.

I didn't feel tired after shopping for a whole day, and I bought a lot of food and accessories.

He was still thinking about how his four masters must have spent a lot of money in the past ten years, and he was thinking about finding more good treasures for them to earn in the future.

Wen Qing saw him busying around and couldn't rest, and was quite puzzled, "There's nothing for you to do, so what do you write on the pages of a book all day?"

He Cen counted the money seriously, "Of course I'm counting how much money you've lost in raising me for the past ten years. Wasn't it because I didn't get out before? Now that I'm free again, shouldn't I buy you guys some nice things?"

"You said that you almost emptied your family's savings in order to save me? We need to replenish it quickly."

Wen Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's not as difficult as you think. It won't be a problem for us to support you."

He Cen raised his eyes and glanced at him, "But Bei Qi said that you fed me a lot of elixirs and rare herbs at that time. This must have been a big loss, right?"

Wen Qing patted his head, "They are just external possessions. It's not a pity if they are damaged. We use them on you anyway, so we don't think it's a waste."

"I brought you here to relax you. How can you be so relaxed? You have so many things on your mind. How can you worry about the family assets?"

"I know you are money-conscious. I will make up for it. You can spend it as you wish. Don't worry about it."

He Cen looked up and asked gently, "How much money do we have left?"

Wen Qing showed him his private vault and said, "There are so many, it won't be a problem to support you for thousands of years."

He Cen was relieved a little, "That's good, I'll add two pork elbows tonight!"