After that, the various City Lords and Deputy City Lords came forward to congratulate him.
Unlike Wang Fan, they did not have any grudges with Wutian, so they wanted to get on his good side and hope that he would take care of them in the future.
Second City's Feng Xinghai was also among them. He greeted them with a smile, but no one knew what he was thinking.
Liu Taijun and Xu Yuan were secretly communicating with each other, especially reminding him to be careful of the Little Devil King's revenge after entering Shadow City.
Wutian also found out from the two that the Little Devil King's brother, Lei Ming, had entered Shadow City a thousand years ago. It was said that he was one of the top ten Shadow Guards and was deeply favored by the Shadow Guard Commander.
The reason why the Shadow Guard Commander protected the Little Devil King was most likely because of him.
Regarding this, Wutian did not take it to heart.
After all, his real enemies in Shadow City were the Shadow Guard Commander and Dark City's City Lord. As for the small characters below them, he was not interested in them at all.
After exchanging some pleasantries with Liu Taijun and the others, Wutian and the other two left.
Everyone they met along the way greeted them with smiles and flattery. If it was a moment ago, they would at most glance at the three of them and no one would care about them. However, now that the three of them had officially become Shadow Guards, their status was high enough to make the City Lords of the Nine Cities submit to them.
Most importantly, everyone was hoping for a fluke. If they could curry favor with the three of them and found them pleasing to the eye, they would be able to achieve meteoric success in the future!
"People are like that. When you're weak, they want to trample on you. When you're strong, they want to treat you like their own parents," Sikong Yanran sighed.
Wutian looked at her deeply when he heard this, then smiled faintly and quickly flew in the direction of First City.
After arriving at the residence, Wutian waved his hand and quickly set up the Energy Gathering Seal. He began to heal his injuries and stabilize his cultivation at the same time.
"Young Master Li Feng is also a restriction master!" Sikong Yanran was surprised when she saw this.
Cang Zheng shook his head and said indifferently, "Didn't I say that the strength he displayed before was just the tip of the iceberg? His strength is beyond your imagination."
"Young Master Yan Kuan, you give me a very strange feeling. You seem to hate Young Master Li Feng, but when you saw Young Master Li Feng being ambushed, you seemed to be very concerned about him. The relationship between you two seems to be very complicated!"
"Care?" Cang Zheng was slightly taken aback. Soon after, he averted his gaze and said evasively, "Who would care about him? I just don't want him to die in the hands of others because I want to kill him with my own hands."
"Is that so?" Sikong Yanran was noncommittal, and a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes.
The next day, Cang Zheng and Sikong Yanran went out early in the morning and returned in the evening. When they passed by Wutian, they stopped and took out a mustard seed bag from their bosom. They threw it on the ground and said coldly, "There are 29.9 billion essences in here. Take the remaining 100 million as my and Miss Yanran's travel expenses."
Wutian was taken aback, and then joked, "Did I say I would give you travel expenses?"
Hearing this, Sikong Yanran hurriedly took out a mustard seed bag and explained, "Young Master Li Feng, I …"
Before she could finish, Wutian waved his hand and smiled faintly, "I'm just joking. If you need anything in the future, come find me as soon as possible. If I can do it, I'll definitely help."
Hearing this, Cang Zheng's face immediately changed. This damned guy, he was a bastard who forgot about his friends when he saw a girl. To think that he was so worried about him yesterday, and even helped him vent his anger. If he had known earlier, he would have taken the opportunity to cut him in half with his sword.
"Shameless bastard, go to hell!" Cang Zheng angrily scolded and kicked Wutian. Then, he angrily turned around and walked straight into the loft. After a bang, there was no more movement.
"What's going on?" Wutian was taken aback. He was just joking because he saw 30 billion essences and was in a good mood. Why was he so angry?
"Pu!" Seeing Wutian's confused face, Sikong Yanran could not help but cover her mouth and laugh. She shook her head and said, "Young Master Li Feng, although you are strong, your brain is not ordinary stupid."
After saying this sentence that made Wutian confused, Sikong Yanran also turned and left.
"Other than the Fire Elemental Primordial Spirit and the Water Elemental Primordial Spirit, someone else said I was stupid. Am I really that stupid?" Wutian muttered, feeling somewhat baffled.
Time was like sand between one's fingers, passing in the blink of an eye.
On the fourteenth night of the shadow guard battle, Wutian deeply exhaled a mouthful of turbid Qi. Then, he slowly opened his eyes, which flashed with a bright light.
After these days of recuperation, with the help of the monkey wine and the Energy Gathering Seal, his injuries were basically healed and his cultivation was completely stabilized. He could boldly start to break through to the Dacheng stage.
He extended his Divine Thought, and the surrounding scenery was clearly reflected in his mind.
"The City of Darkness is really a strange place. Now that I have broken through to the Lower Completion stage, the range of my Divine Thought is only 10,000 feet. What is that? "
At this time, it was close to midnight. Within 10,000 feet, it was quiet and there was no sound. However, just as Wutian was about to withdraw his Divine Thought, there was finally a trace of movement, and this movement came from the attic beside him.
Extending his Divine Thought to this place, Wutian actually saw Sikong Yanran slowly walking to the second floor in the dark.
"Strange, what is she doing in the middle of the night? What is hidden on the second floor? "
Wutian was puzzled. After pondering for a moment, he still could not resist the curiosity in his heart. He left a doppelganger in the Energy Gathering Seal, while his original body followed the aura of Sikong Yanran and came to a room on the second floor.
The Heaven-defying Territory appeared, and all auras were isolated. Wutian stood in a corner, looked around, and then looked at the place where Sikong Yanran was.
"What?"
With this look, Wutian suddenly turned pale with fright. In front of Sikong Yanran, there were several altar tables that were several meters long. They were placed on the ground like stairs, and there were dozens of memorial tablets enshrined on the altar.
There were three memorial tablets on the altar at the front. The tablet on the left was engraved with the memorial tablet of my late father, Sikong Guanghui! The tablet on the right was engraved with the memorial tablet of my mother, Sikong Luoxue! The inscription below was that of my unfilial daughter, Sikong Yanran.
Obviously, the owners of these two memorial tablets were Sikong Yanran's parents.
However, this was not what shocked Wutian. What shocked him was that between these two memorial tablets, there was an unusually tall memorial tablet. The memorial tablet engraved with the memorial tablet of Sikong Lie!
What did this mean? This meant that War God Sikong was Sikong Yanran's ancestor.
These bold words seemed to release an unparalleled aura that constantly attacked Wutian's line of sight, making his heart unable to calm down for a long time. If not for the Heaven-defying Territory, his tracks would have been detected by Sikong Yanran.
Wutian never thought that there would be such a coincidence. He actually ran into Sikong Lie's descendant on a trip to the Dark City.
He did not doubt the authenticity of the tablet because there were two small words engraved next to Sikong Lie's name. These two small words were the words "War God".
Sikong Lie was probably the only person in the world who could be called the War God Sikong!
"Father, Mother, Ancestors, all the sages of the Sikong Clan, Yanran has successfully been selected as a Shadow Guard and will enter Silhouette City tomorrow. I am one step closer to my goal. I hope that your spirits in heaven can bless Yanran and help me accomplish this smoothly …"
Sikong Yanran's voice suddenly sounded, pulling Wutian back from his shocked state and making him listen carefully.
Sikong Yanran said a lot, but her voice became softer and softer towards the end. In the end, it was no different from an invisible mumble. Wutian could not hear it clearly at all. He vaguely understood two points.
First, the Sikong Clan was originally the owner of the Dark City. In other words, the original owner of this small world was Sikong Lie, but for some unknown reason, he was replaced by someone else.
Second, Sikong Yanran had entered Silhouette City with a certain goal. It was very likely that she was targeting the Dark City Lord.
As Wutian was trying hard to guess, Sikong Yanran's voice gradually became louder.
She said intermittently, "Ancestor, a few days ago, I met a very strange person. I seemed to feel your aura on him, and the ring on his hand was very similar to your personal item when you were alive, the Sikong Divine Ring. Perhaps he is your successor …"
"Inheritor? Haha, I guess so!" Wutian smiled slightly and looked at Sikong Lie's memorial tablet. He murmured in his heart, "I will try my best to help your descendant and accomplish what she wants to do. Take it as repayment for your favor."
After that, Wutian did not continue to eavesdrop and quietly left.
In the room, Wutian sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed with his eyes slightly closed, thinking quietly, "Sikong Lie was the former owner of the Dark City. But why did he appear in the Samsara Continent and finally be buried in Angel Peak?"
The next morning.
As soon as the sky turned white, Wutian walked out of the room and breathed in the morning sun.
This was a compulsory exercise that he used to do every day. However, as his strength grew stronger and he experienced more and more things, he gradually forgot about it.
He did not sleep that night. It was not that he did not want to sleep, but that he could not sleep at all. He was immersed in the Mist. Finally, when he saw the sun rise, he simply came out to practice to calm his mind.
It really worked. As he breathed out a stream of turbid Qi, Wutian's body and mind quickly entered a state of emptiness. The doubts that had haunted him all night disappeared.
"Good morning, Childe Li Feng!" After some time, with a creak, the door was gently pushed open. Sikong Yanran walked out slowly and greeted him with a smile.
"Good morning." Wutian opened his eyes and smiled faintly. He didn't mention a single word about what happened last night, and Sikong Yanran's expression didn't show the slightest difference.
"Let's go." Cang Zheng said indifferently as he walked out. He brushed past Wutian, not paying any attention to him, and directly walked towards the gate of the courtyard.
Seeing this, Wutian rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly in his heart. To be honest, he really couldn't figure out Cang Zheng's personality. It was like the unpredictable weather, making people puzzled.
"Childe Li Feng, let's go as well!" Sikong Yanran smiled faintly.
After Sikong Yanran walked out of the courtyard, Wutian waved his hand. With a swoosh, a restrictive formation shot out, floating in the air above the pavilion. Strands of light cascaded downwards, forming a gigantic barrier that enveloped the entire courtyard. Very quickly, it dissipated into nothingness, hiding in the void.
This restriction was naturally the Killing Restriction, Icy Flames!
Since Sikong Yanran did not want others to know about this place, he might as well be the good guy and cover this place up. If someone were to break in, the Killing Restriction would automatically activate and turn everything in the courtyard into nothingness.
After doing all this, Wutian turned around and walked out of the courtyard. He closed the door tightly and then slowly followed after Lin Fan.
As for Cang Zheng and Sikong Yanran, they did not notice Wutian's previous actions. They chatted with each other as they quickly walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.
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