Tingxue Pavilion
Following Tang Jin's second kowtow, Wu Zhi spat out another mouthful of blood. His ashen face had already turned black.
"What should we do? What should we do? "Gumbo had no idea. He supported Wu Zhi and looked at Joubo nervously.
Wu people were different from humans. In the human race, Itinerant Immortals were their signature experts. In the Tang dynasty, Itinerant Immortals were all on Immortal Traversing Mountain. They were the ancestors. However, the Wu people were different. Half of the Wu people's status came from their strength, and the other half came from their bloodline! Among the Wu people, the noblest was Wu Zhi's royal bloodline. The concentration of Ancient Zu Wu's bloodline was the highest.
The current Shaman Emperor of the Wu people only had 13 children, and Wu Zhi was one of the more favored ones. Gumbo and Joubo did not dare to imagine what kind of punishment they would receive when they returned to the Wu people if Wu Zhi died under their protection.
Joubo looked at the extremely weak Wu Zhi with a gloomy expression. He sent his consciousness into Wu Zhi's body, and his expression became even uglier. "The Ninth Prince's three spiritual souls and seven physical souls are on the verge of collapse. The Nailhead Seven Arrows, and the Ninth Prince kowtows three times a day. I'm afraid that when Tang Jin kowtows at the last time, the Ninth Prince's soul will disperse. "
The whole world knew that the Heaven-Deceiving Nail was in Tang Jin's hands. Now that His Highness was being restrained by this method, how could Gumbo and Gongming not understand what was going on?
Gumbo knew a lot about the Nailhead Seven Arrows. When he heard that there was no chance for him to go back to the clan for treatment, Gumbo slammed his fist and said angrily, "I didn't expect that guy to be Tang Jin! If we had known earlier, we would have risked our lives to kill him! Sigh! At that time, he was using lightning spiritual energy! We should have thought of this earlier! "
"It's useless to say anything now." Joubo's face darkened. "Let's bring the ninth prince's body back and explain the situation to the Sorcerer Sovereign. Let's wait for the Sorcerer Sovereign's decision."
"This … corpse?" Gumbo was stunned and looked at Wu Zhi in his arms.
At this moment, Wu Zhi's body suddenly stiffened, and he spat out a mouthful of thick black blood. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper. Gumbo and Wu Zhangkong could clearly feel Wu Zhi's three souls and seven spirits flying out of his body, but the two of them were powerless. It had been proven by generations of people in the Immortal Fighter Continent that no matter how high the cultivation of an outsider was, they would not be able to help a person who had been struck by the Head Nailing Seven Arrows.
At this moment, Tang Jin, who was far away in the Liu residence, had just finished his last bow. He raised his head and looked at the little person on the altar who had turned completely white. He smiled coldly.
Tang Jin grabbed the little person on the altar and picked up the steel needle he had prepared earlier. Then, he fiercely stabbed the needle into the little person's head!
Pu!
Wu Zhi, who was in Gumbo's arms, suddenly had a bloody hole in his head, then his chest, and then his abdomen.
Looking at Wu Zhi, who was completely lifeless and couldn't be more dead, Uncle Gang's face was as cold as ice.
If he had brought back Wu Zhi who had lost his three souls and seven spirits, the Wu people's ancestor might have been able to find a way to bring back Wu Zhi's soul. However, Wu Zhi's body had already been damaged to this extent. He was truly dead. Even if a celestial being descended from the heavens, he would not be able to do anything.
"This is too much! This is too much! " After putting down Wu Zhi's body, Gumbo suddenly stood up and said angrily, "This Tang Jin really doesn't know how to leave a line for others! He actually went so far! Wait for me to kill him, then bring his body back to the clan to atone for my sins! "
After saying that, Gumbo stood up and was about to fly towards the Ryu family.
"Old Gang!" Joubo quickly stepped forward and grabbed Gumbo's shoulder. He anxiously said, "Where are you going? Looking for Tang Jin? I think you're looking for death! Do you think you can kill Tang Jin?! Not only will you not be able to kill him, but you will also die there! Right now, the best thing for you to do is to bring the ninth prince's body back to the Wu people and ask for forgiveness from the Witch King! Witch King, please make a decision! "
After hearing Joubo's words, Gumbo thought for a while with a complicated expression. In the end, he sighed heavily and squatted down to pick up Wu Zhi's body. He then followed Joubo back to the Wu people.
After performing the Nailhead Seven Arrows, Tang Jin put away the Soul Guiding Stone Platform and the Soul Core and sat cross-legged on the bed to recover her spirit power.
Tang Jin also felt that it was strange. Logically speaking, Wu Zhi was also a prince of the Wu people. He had the luck of the Wu people, and his cultivation was higher than mine. Even if he was seriously injured and his luck was not as strong as mine, he shouldn't have been so weak, right? After kowtowing three times, his soul was already scattered? Furthermore, I didn't suffer any injuries at all. I only lost some spiritual power. Shouldn't such a situation occur when the caster was superior to the target in all aspects?
Tang Jin pondered for a while, but still couldn't figure it out. In the end, Tang Jin didn't think about it anymore. He attributed all the reasons to Wu Zhi's bad character and focused on recovering his spiritual power.
Ever since he met Willow Catkin, Tang Jin was in a good mood. His cultivation also rose quickly. Tang Jin was now at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment. It seemed that he could break through to the seventh level today.
After an hour, Tang Jin opened his eyes and jumped off the bed.
He moved his shoulders and heard crackling sounds all over his body. Tang Jin couldn't help but smile happily. The seventh level of Foundation Establishment!
Opening the door, Tang Jin was just about to go out when he was shocked by the scene outside.
Tang Jin pointed at the Picea Salifolia people outside the door with a shocked expression and asked, "You, what are you doing here?"
From his tone, he didn't seem to have any self-awareness of being a family servant.
Fortunately, the Picea Salifolia people didn't really think of Tang Jin as a family servant. Picea Salifolia stepped forward and looked at Tang Jin with a warm smile. "That, Tian … Tang … Uh …"
"Just call me Tang Jin." Tang Jin frowned and said indifferently.
"Oh, okay." Picea Salifolia quickly nodded and said, "That, Tang Jin. In view of your heroic performance yesterday, the higher-ups of the family decided to appoint you as our Ryu family's chief steward. Um … What do you think? "
Picea Salifolia said it was an appointment, but his tone was cautious.
"Chief steward?" Tang Jin muttered softly and frowned. No one knew what he was thinking.
The lowest rank in the family was a family servant. After the initial, intermediate, and advanced family servants were the chief stewards of the inner and outer manors. Above the chief stewards of the inner and outer manors was the chief steward.
The chief steward was in charge of all the chores in the family. As a servant, he had a lot of power. Normally, the inner and outer family members had to respectfully greet him.
Seeing that Tang Jin was hesitating, Picea Salifolia continued, "Look, if you become the chief steward, won't you have more opportunities to get close to Xu 'Er?"
"Alright!" Hearing this, Tang Jin clapped his hands together and a smile appeared on his face as he agreed.
Seeing that Tang Jin agreed, Picea Salifolia waved his hand. Liu Xun He, who had been following behind him, walked to Tang Jin's side and carefully handed over the chief steward's uniform that he had prepared for Tang Jin.
The chief steward's uniform was a purple brocade robe made of high-quality satin. It was a world of difference from the coarse fabric of the high-ranking family servant's uniform.
Tang Jin took the robe and glanced at Picea Salifolia and the others. "Is there anything else?"
"No, no." Seeing that Tang Jin was getting impatient, Picea Salifolia quickly said, "The Listening Snow Pavilion beside the Floating Silk Pavilion has been tidied up for you. You can go there yourself later. We'll take our leave first. "
Tang Jin nodded, indicating that he understood. Seeing Picea Salifolia and the others walk out of the courtyard, Tang Jin chuckled. It seems that Picea Salifolia and the others want to set me up with Willow Catkin. But this is also good, it suits me.
After going back to his room to pack up his things, Tang Jin walked to the Listening Snow Pavilion.
The Listening Snow Pavilion was also a small courtyard. It was located beside Willow Catkin's Floating Silk Pavilion. When Tang Jin arrived, Pojun and the others were already waiting for him in the Listening Snow Pavilion.
"Commander (Wang Ye)." Pojun and the others greeted Tang Jin in unison.
"Mm." Tang Jin nodded and said, "Why are you all here?"
Pojun took a step forward and replied, "We received news from Picea Salifolia that Wang Ye has moved to the Listening Snow Pavilion, so we followed along. In the future, we will live with Wang Ye and can protect Wang Ye at any time. "
In the Listening Snow Pavilion, there were many empty rooms around the courtyard, not to mention the two-story main building in the middle. It was enough for Pojun and the others to stay.
Tang Jin did not stop them and nodded in agreement. "Then each of you can choose a room."
"Yes!"
Seeing that Pojun began to choose his room, Tang Jin turned his gaze somewhat absent-mindedly to Willow Catkin's Floating Silk Pavilion.
I haven't seen her for a day, right? What is she doing now?
"Head Steward?" Just as Tang Jin was thinking absent-mindedly about Willow Catkin, a slightly flattering voice came from the courtyard entrance.
Tang Jin turned his gaze to the entrance of the courtyard. The first thing he saw was a fat man with a huge body, like a round ball.
"You are?" Tang Jin asked with some doubt.
Seeing that someone had come, Pojun and the others also came out of their rooms. They sized up this fat man who was only at the eighth level of the Xiantian stage and was wearing the Liu residence's high-ranking servant uniform.
"Hehe." Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the fat man squeezed out a smile that he thought was amiable. "Aiyo, Steward Tang, you don't recognize me? You are so forgetful. Did you forget that I was recruited to the Liu residence at the same time as you? My name is Zhang Wangfu. You can just call me Wangfu. "
Hearing Zhang Wangfu's words, Tang Jin finally had some recollection. It seemed that when he first came to the Liu residence, there was indeed a huge fat man among the many high-ranking servants. However, he had nothing to do with Tang Jin, so Tang Jin didn't pay attention to him at that time. Now that Zhang Wangfu mentioned him, he remembered.
"Oh, I remember you. What's the matter? "Tang Jin was still confused. What's wrong with you entering the Liu residence on the same day as me?
Hearing Tang Jin say that he remembered him, Zhang Wangfu's smile became even more amiable. "Look, we entered on the same day, but Steward Tang is now the Head Steward. I'm still a high-ranking servant. Sigh, different people have different lives. Look, Head Steward Tang, how can you live in such a big courtyard without anyone to serve you? Do you need me, Zhang Wangfu, to serve you personally? Don't look at my fat body … "
"There's no need! I'm enough! "This time, the one who spoke was not Tang Jin, but Cheng Yin, who had been watching from the side.
What for? Serve Wang Ye? Then what for? Cheng Yin looked at Zhang Wangfu with slight hostility.
Zhang Wangfu glanced at Cheng Yin with his small eyes. The smile on his face was still as amiable as before. "Hey, brother, don't be in such a hurry to refuse. Look at how high the Head Steward's position is, do you think there are too many people to serve you? I … "
"Enough." Tang Jin frowned slightly. He looked at Zhang Wangfu, who was about to talk non-stop, and asked, "Why do you want to follow me?"
"The Head Steward looks like a dragon or phoenix among men, distinguished and elegant. I was subdued by the Head Steward's domineering aura, so I …"
"Tell me the truth!"
"To have a good future …"
After being yelled at by Tang Jin, Zhang Wangfu finally spoke the truth.
Seeing Zhang Wangfu's deflated expression, Tang Jin laughed. "Alright, then you can also choose a house and stay there. However, as my subordinate, you have to follow my rules. Do you understand? "
"Yes, yes." Hearing that Tang Jin allowed him to stay, Zhang Wangfu's face lit up with joy again. He hurriedly agreed.
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