Chapter 136 A Gathering of Heroes, The Immortal's Ruins



As Eagle Commander left the Daxing Mountains, deep within the Daxing Mountains, in another mountain range dozens of peaks away from the Flood Dragon Demon King's residence, in a secluded and beautiful valley.

A man with waist-length hair and wearing a white shirt sat cross-legged by a stream, leisurely fishing.

The man had strikingly handsome features, with eyes that emitted a strange blue light. Apart from that, he was no different from a human.

In the clear stream, several small fish swam around, but none of them took the bait.

The man in the blue robe yawned.

At this moment, a handsome young man with a touch of heroism between his brows, who looked somewhat similar to the fishing man, walked over from a distance.

"Father, why did you summon me here?"

The boy looked roughly like an 18-year-old human, with a hint of arrogance in his blue eyes.

The man in white slowly turned his head, glanced at the boy in light black armor, and continued fishing as he slowly said, "Canglang, you have broken through to the initial stage of Demon General. It's time to go out and gain some experience."

Upon hearing that his father wanted him to go out and gain experience, the boy in black light armor revealed an uncontrollable joy on his face, but he quickly concealed this joy and returned to his cold demeanor, quietly listening to his father, the Snow Wolf Demon King, continue speaking.

"Although you have broken through to the Demon General realm and your cultivation speed is good, my subordinates in the mountains don't dare to use their true skills when sparring with you. They tend to give you an advantage, which is very detrimental to your future strength improvement."

Just a couple of days ago, I captured one of the dragon demon king's subordinates and learned that there is a ruin in Tongcheng City, where humans live, which will be opened soon.

You should go and see for yourself, get some experience.

The Snow Wolf Demon King said it casually.

"We, the Snow Wolf clan, cannot grow up in comfort!"

"Yes, Cang'er will follow Father's teachings."

The young man in light black armor bowed respectfully.

Then, the Snow Wolf Demon King tossed a piece of exquisite white jade to the black-armored youth.

"The white jade contains the exact location of that ruin in Tongcheng City. Just follow the map inside to find it."

"When you get to human society, be careful and don't underestimate those human cultivators!"

The Snow Wolf Demon King gave his instructions.

After carefully putting away the white jade, Canglang bowed to the Snow Wolf Demon King again and excitedly left the valley.

He moved with incredible speed, his figure flashing through the valley before leaving the stream and appearing atop a mountain peak. Holding a piece of white jade, he gazed at the vast mountains in the distance, a wild laugh uncontrollably playing on his lips.

"Human society, here I come!"

"Ha ha!"

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The Xia family of Rongcheng is a hidden immortal cultivation family that lives in seclusion in the mortal world.

An elderly man with white hair and a youthful face finished his cultivation in a secret room and then summoned a white-haired old man in a gray robe from the family.

The gray-robed elder exuded a powerful aura and was a steward elder of the Xia family, holding a high position within the clan. However, he stood before the white-haired, youthful-looking elder with exceptional respect.

"Ancestor."

“The cultivators in our clan have discovered a site in Tongcheng City that is suspected to be the ruins of a fallen immortal. Recently, the spiritual energy at the site has been fluctuating abnormally, and it may be about to open. Xia Changqing, take Zhen’er there!”

If it truly is the site of an immortal's cultivation, it would be a rare opportunity for our Xia family!

Upon hearing about the immortal ruins, the gray-robed old man known as Xia Changqing's expression changed.

The Immortal Ruins are the former sites where powerful beings and immortals who achieved great success in cultivation in ancient times once practiced. The ruins usually contain magical artifacts and even cultivation techniques used by the immortals.

These treasures are of great help to cultivators in improving their strength.

In the cultivation world, there are many wonderful stories about cultivators who accidentally stumbled upon the ruins of immortals, obtained powerful magic treasures or cultivation techniques, and then made rapid progress in their cultivation and strength.

Moreover, such immortal sites are extremely rare, almost impossible to find.

Nowadays, spiritual energy in the world is scarce, making it increasingly difficult for humans to cultivate into immortals. Cultivators are becoming more and more competitive in their pursuit of higher levels of cultivation.

If it truly is the ruins of an immortal, it would be of extraordinary significance for both individual cultivation and the enhancement of the entire Xia family's strength!

Xia Changqing began cultivating with his ancestor at the age of ten, and after fifty years of arduous training day and night, he finally reached the initial stage of the Golden Core Realm.

Cultivating immortality is just too difficult!

Therefore, one can imagine the excitement and shock Xia Changqing felt upon hearing the ancestor mention the existence of the immortal's ruins.

"Don't worry, Ancestor. Zhen'er and I will set off for Tongcheng City this afternoon."

"Okay, go ahead."

Xia Changqing left the secret room. He looked up at the sky and saw the sun shining brightly. A gentle breeze was blowing through the treetops in the courtyard.

Xia Changqing strode forward and immediately went to find Xia Zhen, the great-grandson of the Xia family patriarch, the future successor of the Xia family, and also the most talented genius in the Xia family in the past hundred years.

...

Tongcheng City.

Zeng Houyi, a local real estate developer, recently encountered a troublesome matter.

He had been suffering from insomnia for a week, and his face was covered with dark circles under his eyes.

Every night after 11 p.m., the curtains in Zeng Houyi's house would flutter inexplicably, even though the windows and doors were clearly closed. In addition, he could always hear strange footsteps outside his room.

Zeng Houyi's family has a simple household. There are only two maids who clean and do housework. His wife passed away many years ago, and his only daughter is studying at Tongcheng University.

In the middle of the night, eerie footsteps echoed in the house, making Zeng Houyi uneasy and unable to sleep.

Both of the maids in the house said they did not hear any unusual footsteps.

Once, Zeng Houyi couldn't stand it anymore, so he mustered up his courage, opened the door and turned on the light, and looked for the source of the strange footsteps in the hall, but he saw nothing. The hall and corridor were empty, and the maids had already gone to bed.

Zeng Houyi closed the door, and less than a minute later, the clicking footsteps echoed in the hall again, continuing until dawn.

This inexplicable situation has been going on for a week and is still ongoing. Zeng Houyi doesn't know if he is sick or if there is something unclean in his house.

Therefore, he contacted a famous feng shui master in Tongcheng City to come and examine his home.

...

March is the season when grass grows and orioles fly.

The cold winter in Tongcheng City has passed, and the temperature is getting warmer day by day. Tender buds are beginning to sprout on the grass on campus and on the big trees along the roadside.

Zhang Yuan had two things to do today. He took the simplified version of the Foundation Building Pill he had refined and hailed a Didi (ride-hailing service) at the school gate to head to the city.

The headquarters of Champs Elysees Beauty Salon in Tongcheng City.

office.

Wang Ying sat with her legs crossed in front of Zhang Yuan, holding a bottle of red pills in her fair and delicate hands, examining them closely.

In the warm-toned office, a faint scent of perfume wafted through the air. Wang Ying, wearing black stockings, swayed her long legs slightly in front of Zhang Yuan, her captivating curves enough to make any man's mind wander.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but want to take a few more glances, but he dared not, afraid of offending the beautiful woman in front of him and ruining the deal.

"Is this pill really as miraculous as you say, capable of restoring vitality and beauty?"

Wang Ying looked at Zhang Yuan and asked.

Her breath was sweet and fragrant, and her eyes shimmered with gentle waves.

Zhang Yuan, carrying a black crossbody bag, had a youthful and handsome face and was nervously clenching his hands.

After embarking on the path of cultivation, Zhang Yuan's blood and energy became abundant, and his acupoints were constantly activated and opened, giving him flawless skin like a child. Coupled with his tall stature, even in simple clothes, he still had the appearance of a cute puppy.

That youthful and slightly reserved demeanor, however, only made the wealthy Wang Ying happier the more she looked at him.

"Um."

"Mr. Wang, you can try it once. If the pill doesn't work, I'm willing to give you a full refund."

Zhang Yuan tugged at his crossbody bag and said.

“Master Zhang Yuan, there’s no need for a refund, it’s just a few tens of thousands of yuan.”

Wang Ying chuckled, her voice as clear as a silver bell.

Zhang Yuan's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly said, "I dare not accept the title of Master, you can just call me Zhang Yuan."

"Hmm, it does feel a bit awkward to call you 'Master' at such a young age. How about this, we'll address each other as brother and sister from now on. You call me 'Sister,' and I'll call you 'Brother Zhang Yuan,' how about that?"

Wang Ying gazed at Zhang Yuan and said with a smile.

"this……"

Zhang Yuan felt a little embarrassed.

His face flushed red as he was stared at by the beautiful woman.

Wang Ying glanced at Zhang Yuan sideways, pursed her lips, and looked unhappy.

"What, you don't want to?"

"Never mind then, you can take this bottle of pills back..."

Zhang Yuan immediately panicked.

"Yes, yes!"

"Calling me 'sister' is fine."

Zhang Yuan said.

"He's really going all out to make money to refine the Burst Pill, and besides, having a beautiful and wealthy older sister doesn't seem to be a loss for him."

Why does this beautiful woman look at me with such a strange expression?

Zhang Yuan thought to himself.

Wang Ying chuckled upon hearing this and contentedly put away the small bottle containing the pills.

I was just kidding you!

"Alright, you can keep this bottle of pills with me. I'll have my assistant transfer the money to your account later."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang."

"Call her Sister Ying!"

"Thank you, Sister Ying!"

The sun is shining brightly outside the window.

Wang Ying checked the time; it was already twelve o'clock. She loosened her crossed legs, stood up, and walked step by step to Zhang Yuan.

"Why don't you stay for lunch and have lunch with your sister?"

Wang Ying stopped less than half a meter in front of Zhang Yuan, looking at his handsome face, which was flushed with nervousness, with a mischievous smile.

Zhang Yuan dared not look into her eyes and instead glanced out the window.

At such close range, he could smell the alluring fragrance emanating from Wang Ying, causing his heart to race. He no longer dared to steal glances at her full, sexy long legs in black stockings.

"No, no, I have something to do this afternoon, I need to go back first."

Zhang Yuan said.

Wang Ying was a little disappointed, but she didn't force her. She said, "Alright then, when you have time, remember to come visit your sister often. You can come to my company and home anytime."

Zhang Yuan: "Either at the company or at home, anytime?"

He felt like something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it, so Zhang Yuan just gave a casual reply.

"Okay!"

Wang Ying escorted Zhang Yuan downstairs and watched him leave the Champs-Élysées Club.

In the back seat of the taxi, Zhang Yuan waved goodbye to Sister Ying through the glass window. Just then, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

Zhang Yuan answered the phone.

"Zhang Yuan, have you arrived yet?"

"I'm still on my way, I'll be there soon."

Zhang Yuan said.

The caller was Jia Zheng, the Taoist priest.

"Yes, hurry up, this afternoon's deal is with a big client! A big boss in Tongcheng's real estate industry."

"OK."

...

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