In the ninth garrison.
After walking out of the portal, Qian Zhoushan and Hu Hongming left separately.
The eighth garrison's Spring House and trading house had to be managed, so they had to be arranged as soon as possible.
Wutian didn't follow them because it was unnecessary.
They were famous, and he could easily find out where they lived by asking around.
Little Wu Hao took a bottle of Wutian's blood and 10,000 strands of divine power before entering the secondary space again to refine the incomplete Battle Soul Ring.
Everything was the same as before. The little guy changed her appearance and walked out of the Astral Realm to hunt in the sea. Wutian was in seclusion in the sealed space to refine the blood essence.
150 years passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Wutian finally welcomed the long-awaited Divine Tribulation.
He only absorbed 30 of the 34 essences.
The Sixth Tribulation was several times stronger than the Fifth Tribulation, but it wasn't difficult for Wutian. He only suffered some minor injuries during the whole process.
After the tribulation, he struck while the iron was hot and used 800 years to stabilize his realm.
Then, he hid his aura, changed his appearance, and walked out of the Astral Realm to stroll around the ninth garrison.
After strolling around for half a day, he gained a general understanding of the ninth garrison.
There were no more than 10,000 people in the entire ninth garrison, at most 8,000.
Wutian was quite surprised to learn this number at first.
There were tens of thousands of Eighth Tribulation Gods in the eighth garrison, but there were only 8,000 Ninth Tribulation Gods.
But after thinking about it for a while, he was relieved.
After all, the higher the realm, the harder it was to break through.
Among the 8,000 Ninth Tribulation Gods, only a hundred or so were permanently stationed there. They were naturally the people of the Spring House and the trading house. The rest were basically there to explore. They usually looked for opportunities in the sea, and the ninth garrison was just a place to rest when they were tired.
Because there were few people, the space needed was relatively small. Therefore, the overall area of the ninth garrison was only half of that of the eighth garrison. The wide streets were particularly empty and desolate, except for the Spring House and the trading house.
One of the two places was for entertainment and relaxation, while the other was for treasure trading. The flow of people was naturally different.
Wutian, who had been strolling around for half a day, also walked into the Spring Fragrance Restaurant.
A worker came up to Wutian and sized him up. He realized that he couldn't see through this person's strength, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, no one who could come to the ninth encampment was simple. It was normal for him to have some treasures or divine abilities that could conceal his cultivation.
"Sir, please take a seat here."
The waiter greeted and led Wutian to an empty table. He said with a flattering smile, "Sir, what would you like to order?"
Wutian was now a middle-aged man. He sat casually on the chair and said with a smile, "After all these years of adventures, I'm really tired. Give me a few jugs of good liquor. I want to relax."
"Alright, please wait a moment."
The waiter responded and immediately turned around to jog toward the counter.
"Even a waiter is a Ninth Tribulation Divine Being. This Spring Fragrance Restaurant is really extravagant!" Wutian murmured. He couldn't see through this waiter's cultivation, but he had seen many Ninth Tribulation Divine Beings. Naturally, he could tell this person's strength.
A Ninth Tribulation Divine Being was a mainstay of the Celestial realm. Yet, he was willing to be a waiter at the Spring Fragrance Restaurant. Was the treatment here very attractive?
Then, he glanced around. There were a total of 30 people in the lobby. Some lowered their heads and whispered, some drank heartily, and some stared at the stage in the center of the lobby. From time to time, there would be people clapping the table and cheering.
On the stage, there was an enchanting woman with a veil covering her face and revealing clothes. She twisted her tiny waist that was like a water snake, and her chest surged like waves that were on the verge of bursting out. She emitted a lethal charm.
Everyone's eyes were basically wandering around her chest and between her legs, full of possessiveness.
Wutian could tell at a glance that this woman's strength was actually not weak. Unfortunately, she had been sealed, and now she was just an ordinary woman without the strength to truss a chicken.
Soon, the waiter came up with three jugs of strong liquor and said with a smile, "Enjoy, sir."
After the waiter left, Wutian picked up the jug and poured himself a drink, but there was a thoughtful light in his eyes.
Where exactly was Nie Caixue?
Over the years, he had continuously caused havoc in the sixth, seventh, and eighth garrisons. Logically speaking, Nie Caixue should have known that he had come to the Central Sea, but why hadn't she shown up?
Could it be that Nie Caixue wasn't in the major garrisons? Instead, she was training in the Central Sea?
But why did Nie Meixue say that as long as he came to the Central Sea, he would naturally meet Nie Caixue?
Also, the five Primordial Spirits, the Heavenly Gate, and the Source of Heavenly Flames had all come to the Central Sea, but why didn't they come to find him?
Wutian felt that his head was about to explode.
He really couldn't understand what these people were doing.
Just as he was racking his brains and couldn't figure it out, the hall suddenly quieted down.
Wutian was slightly stunned and looked around in confusion. Suddenly, a beautiful woman entered his line of sight.
This woman was tall and wore a pure white dress that fell to the ground. Her skin was like divine jade, and it would break with the slightest breeze. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and she was like an otherworldly fairy with an otherworldly temperament.
Her arrival attracted the attention of the crowd. She was like a proud daughter of the heavens. However, if one were to look closely, one would discover a trace of playfulness in her eyes.
Beside the woman was an old woman in black robes. Her skinny face was full of wrinkles, but she had a kind smile. She looked like an amiable mother, but there was a frightening sharpness in her dark eyes. It was enough to see that this person wasn't as amiable as she seemed on the surface.
Although the woman's appearance was stunning, Wutian only glanced at her briefly. However, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the old woman in black robes beside her.
"Judging from the aura, this person should be a Tenth Tribulation Divine Spirit. But from the way they are standing, this person should be the young woman's follower. A Tenth Tribulation Divine Spirit as a follower, it seems that this woman has a powerful background."
Wutian muttered to himself. He withdrew his gaze and continued to ponder.
No matter how powerful the old woman in black robes was, or what the young woman's identity was, it had nothing to do with him.
However, after the young woman glanced at everyone in the hall, her eyes stopped at Wutian.
The old woman in black robes frowned and said, "Miss, are you really going?"
"The best way to understand a person is to get close to him." The young woman's red lips curled up slightly, and she walked toward Wutian. The old woman in black robes sighed helplessly and could only follow.
When the crowd saw this, they couldn't help but feel envious and jealous. She was really a fresh flower stuck in a pile of cow dung!
In fact, they couldn't be blamed for thinking this way. Wutian's current appearance was indeed a little unsatisfactory. The young woman was young, beautiful, and had an exquisite figure. Most importantly, her strength was not ordinary. It was not strange that they felt unbalanced when they saw her taking the initiative to walk toward Wutian.
However, as the person in question, Wutian didn't notice it at all. He only noticed it when the young woman sat opposite him. He looked up and frowned immediately. He asked in a somewhat unreasonable manner, "Miss, don't you see that there is already someone here?"
The young woman smiled and said, "I know!"
Wutian frowned and said, "Then why did you sit down? I don't think I know you? "
Hearing this, the crowd immediately glared at him.
They thought to themselves, "This guy doesn't know what's good for him."
Regarding these gazes, Wutian directly ignored them and coldly stared at the young woman.
The young woman didn't care at all. She chuckled and said, "Brother, don't be so unreasonable. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Ye Xiuling. How should I address you?"
"Ye Xiuling?"
Hearing this name, Wutian was even more sure that he had never seen this woman before.
He didn't want to continue talking nonsense. He picked up the wine pot and wine cup, stood up directly, and walked to another table and sat down, leaving the young woman to look at the back of his head.
He thought to himself, "I can't afford to offend her, but can't I avoid her?"
Moreover, he never believed that a stranger would find him for no reason.
The young woman was astonished. Apparently, she didn't expect that Wutian would do such a thing.
The old woman in black robes was also a little surprised.
However, the surrounding diners were furious. They stood up one after another and glared at Wutian.
"Brother, isn't it a bit too much for you to do this?"
"This lady is giving you face by sitting at the same table with you. How can you do such an impolite thing?"
"A person like you doesn't deserve to be a man at all. Lady, if you don't mind, you can drink with me at the same table."
"Yes, we definitely won't pretend to be deep and uncultured like him."
Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and felt injustice for the young woman. Of course, they were basically trying to please the young woman.
However, Wutian didn't say a word throughout the whole process. He just drank his wine with an indifferent expression as if he didn't care at all.
Ye Xiuling stood up and glanced at the surrounding crowd. She smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, but … to be honest, I'm an old friend of this big brother. It's just that we had some conflicts not long ago, so he's at odds with me. Sorry for making a fool of myself."
Wutian raised his eyebrows. "Why does this sound so harsh?"
"So it's an old flame!"
"You're so beautiful, but I didn't expect you to be a withered flower. What a pity."
When the group of hungry men in the hall heard this, they immediately pulled a long face and returned to their seats with disinterest. They no longer paid attention to Ye Xiuling.
However, their outspoken words aroused the killing intent of the old woman in black robes!
Ye Xiuling sensed it keenly and smiled indifferently. She said telepathically, "Aunt Ye, they're just a group of scum. Don't worry about them."
After saying that, she walked to Wutian's table and sat opposite Wutian.
Wutian put down his wine glass and asked, "What do you want?"
Ye Xiuling said, "We want to travel with you."
"Travel with you?"
Wutian was slightly stunned and shook his head. "I won't go to the sea to search for treasures for the time being. You'd better find someone else!"
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