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The winter was slightly cold and the grass was lush. After returning to the tea-colored land, a warm breeze blew from the direction of the Ni Sea, giving one the feeling as though they had just entered spring from winter.
It was very comfortable. The climate here was very comfortable. When he thought of having a city that belonged to him in this land, the land, the rain, and the forest that nurtured many budding young girls, even if he only caught a glimpse of them picking tea leaves, planting flowers, and shopping, he couldn't help but feel happy!
Humming a tune, Zhu Minglang returned to the Raindrop City. After not seeing it for a few days, the Raindrop City was like a young girl that had just grown up. It had become exceptionally imposing. From the city towers to the stone streets of moderate color, there were also shops that gradually opened on both sides of the streets.
With order in place, the city was quickly filled with life. Merchants, farmers, rangers, scholars, cultivators, mercenaries, and private armies …
In the Raindrop City, they could always find a suitable livelihood. Furthermore, as long as they grasped the opportunity, they would become extremely rich!
The Raindrop City itself was a dragon's cave and spirit vein. In addition, there were four other large spirit veins in the surroundings. This was also an important factor that attracted the attention of various powers.
Now, Divine Mortal Academy had become extremely amiable. Dean Yan Guang, who was barely alive, had also brought many benefits to the Raindrop City. He had already found suitable buyers for the other spirit veins in the Raindrop City.
Spirit veins were rented out on an annual basis. Renting them out was more extravagant than renting out gold mines.
This amount of money had become the biggest source of income for the Raindrop City.
The commercial route was also being developed. It was personally supervised by the monarch of the Tu Country. Although the commercial route was connected to the Ni Sea and was actually very profitable for him, it was best for everyone to earn money together.
As the saying goes, one monk has water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, three monks have no water to drink …
Near the tea-colored land, there was more than one monk. However, with an abbot among the monks, the temple was thriving. Everything was developing in a good direction.
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Zhu Minglang wasn't short of money for the time being. The Raindrop City was his. The more he invested, the more he would receive in the future.
Therefore, in the initial stages, Zhu Minglang didn't intend to squander money casually even though he was already generating income everywhere …
It wouldn't be long before he became the Dragon Shearer of several Dragon Kings.
The Dragon King was probably eating from the vault. Hopefully, the income of the Runyu City would be enough to help him share the Dragon King's milk powder.
As soon as they arrived at the city gate, they saw the leader of the 100,000 soldiers, Su Tai, standing in front of the gate. His sharp eyes scanned the private soldiers entering and leaving the city.
"If you Blood Flood Army want to enter the city, you better behave yourselves. If I find out which girl is missing a pair of shoes, or which Hu family is missing a sheep, I will pluck your heads off and give them to my brothers to play with!" Su Tai pointed at a group of uniformed soldiers. There was a hint of threat in his seriousness.
The Blood Flood Army smiled apologetically. They knew who Su Tai was and didn't dare to have any objections.
However, the people of the Blood Billow Army could not understand why a leader of a hundred thousand soldiers, a vanguard general who slaughtered the country, would come to this small Rainwater City to be a gatekeeper.
"Ah, City Lord, Benefactor Zhu, you've returned!" Su Tai saw Zhu Minglang. Just a moment ago, he had a ferocious look. In an instant, he became docile and amiable. It was as if he had seen his own grandfather.
The people of the Blood Flood Army were dumbfounded.
They were all humans, but why was Su Tai's attitude so different? This Su Tai only lacked a tail. He would be a dog wagging its tail to welcome them!
"Did anything happen?" Zhu Minglang asked casually.
"How could there be such a thing? Even if you don't give me, Su Tai, face, the Grey Wolf Cavalry and the Copper Blade Army are not to be trifled with. City Lord, feel free to travel. A Celestial Immortal like you should explore the heavens more. We will definitely take care of these mortal matters for you properly!" The smile on Su Tai's face was almost squeezed out of oil.
"That's good." Zhu Minglang nodded with satisfaction.
"My Lord, Governor Hu seems to have something important to tell you. Please return to the Qiunan Courtyard that we have painstakingly built for you and your wives," Su Tai said.
Zhu Minglang walked along the street. He wanted to see the changes in Runyu City these days. He had been out for half a month. After some craftsmen and builders rushed to work, the ruins of the city had been completely cleaned up. Many new buildings and pavilions had been built. One by one, they stood among the winter willows. It could be said that they were magnificent and had a hint of classical elegance.
When he arrived at the Qiunan Courtyard, the Hu siblings had specially instructed the craftsmen to build an elegant house for Zhu Minglang and his wives … companions.
Zhu Minglang didn't like those big houses. He preferred small houses and courtyards. Combined with Li Yunzi's residence in the Li Family's Imperial Courtyard, the courtyard was planted with Qiunan trees with azure skin texture.
The Qiunan trees were the love of Li Yunzi and Li Xing's paintings. Therefore, a lot of effort had been put into this courtyard.
When he arrived at the door, Hu Bailing had already heard the news and was waiting at the door.
"You're finally back. I have two things to tell you." Hu Bailing was even more respectful now.
Although Hu Bailing was considered an acquaintance, considering the prestige of the City Lord and his status as a King, she still had to maintain a respectful attitude in public since she was a subordinate.
"Where did they go?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Ah? You know they're not here. "
"If Xinghua was here, the bonsai in front of the door wouldn't be so messy," Zhu Minglang said.
"This is the letter. Please take a look. Things happened too suddenly. They originally wanted to wait for you to return before setting off together. However, I'm afraid Grandmother won't be able to last for long," Hu Bailing said.
Zhu Minglang opened the letter. It should be Li Yunzi's handwriting. Zhu Minglang had seen her handwriting in the Li Family's Great Hall. It was vigorous and firm, just like her character.
"Minglang, Grandmother is dying. She said in the letter that she had something extremely important to tell us. We waited for three days and planned to return to Li Chuan together when you returned …"
Zhu Minglang read the letter very quickly and understood the situation.
On their way back to Li Chuan, the Li Family's Grandmother seemed to have reached the end of her life …
In the Li Family's Nan Family, the Li Family's Grandmother was probably the only one that Li Yunzi and the others were worried about.
Something important to tell us?
Was it about the guests from beyond the heavens? When Zhu Minglang and Nan Yusuo were guessing, they felt that the Li Family's Grandmother was hiding many secrets, including the ancient ruins in Li Chuan and the identities of the Li Nan sisters.
"Grandmother doesn't have much time left. We can only leave first. We hope you can meet us in the east as soon as possible."
When Zhu Minglang saw the last line, he could see that Li Yunzi was worried that the Li Family's Grandmother wouldn't be able to hold on until they returned. At the same time, she hoped to travel with him.
Sigh, it was all because of the cycle of reincarnation.
The Innate Fiend Dragon didn't carry him and he could only ride on an ordinary mount. It took too many days for them to return.
When they left, Zhu Minglang rode the Innate Fiend Dragon to the forest. A Dragon King could fly thousands of miles in a day, but an ordinary mount would take more than ten days.
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