This voice was very familiar, but it wasn't from the Celestial Sealing Sect. It seemed to have come from somewhere in the past.
This was why Su Fang felt that he had heard wrongly.
There was only one explanation. He had heard this voice before entering the Celestial Sealing Sect.
Sword Pole City.
And it was someone he came into contact with in Green Spirit City.
As he focused, he saw that the main hall was filled with disciples from the seven grotto-heavens. Most of them were men, and some of them were female disciples. They had slim waists and showed their graceful side.
"That is …"
Soon, he found his target.
Su Fang's eyes turned from puzzlement to astonishment. He was even a little absent-minded.
Among the crowd, a man and a woman walked towards him. They seemed to be here to trade.
The woman had outstanding looks. Even though there were many female cultivators around, they couldn't stop her from being outstanding. Her aura was untainted by even a speck of dust.
As for the man beside her, he had outstanding heroic spirit. From his body, there was a royal aura. It was obvious that he wasn't an ordinary cultivator.
They were talking and laughing, which made others envious. With one look, this man and woman had already become dao companions. The man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful. They were a match made in heaven.
Furthermore, they were disciples of the Myriad Dao Grotto-Heaven. He remembered that Lin Wei and Gongsun He were also from the Myriad Dao Grotto-Heaven.
He took a deep breath, and his gaze settled down. The once prosperous Zhao Country appeared in his mind. "It's a small world. Eighth Prince, Lu Lan!"
The man was the Eighth Prince of the Zhao Country.
The woman was Lu Lan, who was born in Tianzong City with Su Fang.
The world was so big, but why couldn't Su Fang and Lu Lan walk out of this palm-sized place?
With these feelings, he naturally understood that the current Lu Lan was already a member of the Zhao Clan and should have followed Zhao Wuji to join the Immortal Sealing Sect. As the saying went, 'Once a person achieves the Dao, even his chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven'. Most of the important members of the Zhao Clan, or the members that Zhao Wuji valued, should have joined the Immortal Sealing Sect.
Moreover, Zhao Wuji was also cultivating in the Myriad Dao Grotto-Heaven. It seemed like the Eighth Prince and Lu Lan had also joined the Myriad Dao Grotto-Heaven and become official disciples.
If they weren't official disciples, they wouldn't be able to come here.
"Eighth Prince, Lu Lan has also condensed his Gold Core and reached the second stage of Heaven Union. To be able to condense his Gold Core in just a few decades, it isn't just Lu Lan's talent. It's also related to Zhao Wuji!"
He pretended to be indifferent and continued to trade with others.
His thoughts were in turmoil. Seeing an old friend again, he was naturally filled with emotions.
The Eighth Prince held Lu Lan's hand and stood out from the crowd like a crane in a flock of chickens. "This is Senior Brother Fang. I heard that you are here to purchase gold and silver. I am Zhao Chengjing from the Myriad Dao Paradise. Because my ancestor had established an empire and had plenty of gold and silver, I am here to have a chat with Senior Brother Fang!"
Su Fang understood his current identity. To the Eighth Prince and Lu Lan, he was just an unfamiliar fellow disciple. He nodded and said, "I do need gold and silver. Junior Brother Zhao's ancestors had once established an empire!"
He wanted to have a chat with the Eighth Prince, Zhao Chengjing, and also nodded at Lu Lan.
"That's right, it's just a small country. Forget it, let's not talk about the past. Senior brother really needs a large amount of gold and silver, and junior brother needs Heavenly Fusion Pure Yuan Pills. I hope the price can be a bit higher, I have quite a bit of gold and silver here." The eighth prince lowered his status.
Of course, in the Immortal Bestowment Sect, there were genuine princes and princesses from large countries, and the Zhao Nation couldn't even compare. The Eighth Prince knew his own limits and didn't flaunt his identity everywhere as capital.
It also meant that the Eighth Prince was also considered a figure. It was just that he was still lacking when compared to Zhao Wuji, but it was hard to say what he would achieve in the future.
"Sure!"
Su Fang acted like he was straightforward, but he was already scheming. He wanted to use his new identity to befriend the Eighth Prince and then interact with Zhao Wuji.
He wanted to find out the whereabouts of the third purple aura spirit, and only Zhao Wuji knew about it. Even Imperishable Realm disciples didn't know about such an important treasure.
"That's right. I recalled that during the Hundred Years Trials, I met a senior brother named Zhao Wuji. You have the same surname as that senior brother. Could you be related to him?"
The Eighth Prince and Lu Lan sat down at the side and negotiated the price with Su Fang. As expected, they took out a large amount of gold and silver, like several mountains of gold and silver.
Only now did they know that Zhao Wuji must have already moved the treasury or kept the treasures, leaving behind a portion of the treasures.
The Eighth Prince was very happy with the deal, and Su Fang purposely mentioned Zhao Wuji in front of the two of them.
"So Senior Brother Fang knows about my Zhao Clan's expert. Indeed, he is my Zhao Clan's number one expert. Before the Hundred Years Trials, he had already killed his way into the Mortal Ranking. Even before the contest for the Mortal Ranking started, my clan's expert is already publicly recognized as one of the top few rankers."
When the Eighth Prince saw that Su Fang seemed to have some respect for Zhao Wuji, or maybe he wanted to befriend Zhao Wuji, he opened his mouth and spoke like a prince. He talked about his relationship with Zhao Wuji, as well as Zhao Wuji's influence in the Seven Great Paradises.
If he didn't listen, he wouldn't know. He didn't expect Zhao Wuji to climb up so quickly. Before the contest for the Mortal Ranking started again, he was already publicly recognized as an expert on the Mortal Ranking.
After chatting for a while, Su Fang revealed his strong thoughts. "During the trials, I met Senior Brother Zhao once. This Senior Brother is a great genius. I heard that he had just joined the Immortal Bestowment Sect and had already ascended to the Mortal Ranking. I have always liked to befriend geniuses. The previous trials were too rushed. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely get to know such a person!"
"That's easy. In the future, Senior Brother will walk around with me more often. You will have plenty of chances to meet my Zhao Clan's experts." The Eighth Prince couldn't help but feel a little proud.
"Junior Brother, do you have any other treasures to trade? I can buy them at a high price." Since he came here so happily, Su Fang was going to sacrifice a little to catch a big fish.
When the Eighth Prince heard this, he immediately beamed with joy and took out a lot of treasures with Lu Lan. However, most of them were mid-grade Dharma artifacts, and their quality was average. Su Fang bought them all at a high price.
Before leaving, the Eighth Prince and Su Fang left a communication talisman with each other. In the future, they could activate the talisman at any time to interact with each other.
"Zhao Wuji, you killed my Family Su's ancestor and took away my Family Su's treasures. I, Su Fang, will get it back from you sooner or later!"
Watching the two of them leave, Su Fang pretended to be enthusiastic and waved his hand. However, in his heart, he was scheming.
The Eighth Prince had gotten a good deal this time. He would definitely go back and tell the other members of the Zhao Clan to come and trade with them.
As time passed, wouldn't their relationship become even more familiar? He would also have the chance to interact with Zhao Wuji.
After a few days, Su Fang was able to sit back and relax. Those experts who wanted to take back their empty bags didn't dare to openly cause trouble for him. Everyone knew that Su Fang was related to a peerless undying expert in the High Immortal Heaven. As a disciple of the Longevity Sect, who would dare to casually deal with Su Fang? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
As for Lu Han, he also came to find Su Fang. When he had nothing to do, he would come and chat with him. He also asked about Dao Wuliang's whereabouts. It seemed like he really treated him and Dao Wuliang as friends.
Ice Moon Paradise
Yan Caifeng's Qingshan Dao Sect.
There were over a thousand disciples gathered in the main hall. They were all disciples of Yan Caifeng's Dao Sect, and most of them were men.
Yan Caifeng gathered everyone. First, he summarized the results of the Hundred Year Trials. Then he talked about the Mortal Ranking.
The hundred-year trial was a cycle. After a hundred years, there would be new changes to the Mortal Rankings. Those disciples who were previously on the Mortal Rankings had either broken through to the Undying Realm or had already stepped into the High Immortal Heaven Realm. Only a very small number of disciples were still on the Mortal Rankings.
The Mortal Ranking was set up by the Celestial Bestowment Sect to encourage disciples to cultivate. Any disciple who made it onto the Mortal Ranking, Earth Ranking, or Heaven Ranking would definitely become a Master, Dao Master, or Sovereign in the future.
Yan Caifeng hoped that every disciple who had reached the Longevity Realm would be able to compete for the top spot on the Mortal Ranking within a hundred years.
There were only ten spots. No matter how long one would be on the Mortal Ranking, as long as one was on the Celestial Bestowment Sect's record, it was also a lifelong honor.
After the gathering ended, Su Fang returned to his cave residence to continue cultivating. He continued to refine the gold and silver he had collected into the Flaming Cloud Spiritual Gourd. With the Green Fiend True Fire, a large amount of gold and silver would be refined into gold and silver Qi very quickly for Su Fang and the Xuanhuang Six Paths Pagoda to absorb.
"The Seal of Ten Thousand Deities is indeed unfathomable. Not only do I need to form a large number of array runes, but I also need to master more than ten thousand sealing techniques. The techniques, runes, and array type Dharma Artifacts are needed to form the Seal of Ten Thousand Deities."
There was really not enough time.
Not only did he need to cultivate the Nine Yang Nine Transformations, but he also needed to cultivate the Flaming Cloud Spiritual Gourd and the Xuanhuang Six Paths Pagoda.
Now, there was also the True Demon Blood Plate and the Heavenly Demon Scripture.
Not only that, he also needed to learn arrays, runes, and other Dharma Artifacts.
A true expert was someone who could master all aspects. Not only offense, but also defense, alchemy, refining, setting up arrays, and so on.
Fortunately, after breaking through to the eighth stage of Heavenly Fusion, although he did not have a Golden Core, he had all kinds of resources. His cultivation was much more normal because he was a Void.
Thinking of the mysterious woman in the ancient mirror, Su Fang wanted to ask her a few questions, such as Void or Devil Path cultivation techniques.
After entering the Primordial Chaos Sacred Realm, not only did he sense Yang Qi, but he also sensed the Nine Yin Qi that the mysterious woman cultivated.
He was still unable to move in the space. He could only release his divine sense to constantly summon the mysterious woman.
"It seems losing your Golden Core was a blessing in disguise. You've reached the eighth stage of Heavenly Fusion in such a short time," said the mysterious woman weakly after an incense stick's worth of time.
Knowing Su Fang's purpose for coming, the mysterious woman explained to him about the Nine Transformations of the Nine Suns.
When it came to Devil Path energy arts, the mysterious woman actually knew about the Heavenly Demon Scripture. "This Devil Path energy art is one of the basic techniques of the Devil Race. After the Heavenly Devil Disintegration Seal, there are even more powerful divine abilities. You accidentally obtained this technique, so you can cultivate it or not. Your Nine Yang True Qi is the ultimate yang energy of heaven and earth. It can devour any type of devilish energy. However, I don't know what will happen if you continue cultivating it, especially since you've lost your Golden Core.
Su Fang thought about it for a long time. It seemed he would have to make the decision himself.
In the end, he decided to seriously cultivate the Heavenly Demon Scripture. After all, Nine Yang True Qi could suppress devilish energy. Combining it with Devil Path cultivation techniques would only bring him benefits in the future.
Half a day later, he returned his divine sense to his true body.
Buzz.
Suddenly, there was movement in his empty pouch.
He pulled out a talisman that had been left behind by Eighth Prince Zhao Chengjing. "He wants to see me. It seems the fish will take the bait. It's just a matter of time.
"I wonder where Dao Wuliang went. I don't think he went back to the Forest of Seclusion. We offended the Dark Forest, so there's no way we can get past it. The Dark Forest is too mysterious. Not even the House of Immortal Bestowal can make me feel like I can see the bottom of it."
With that, he left the immortal's cave and headed toward the Dao-Myriad Paradise.
Along the way, Su Fang thought about Dao Wuliang.
Thankfully, Yan Changluo and the other experts from the House of Immortal Bestowal hadn't been able to capture him. In fact, they hadn't even been able to determine whether Yan Qi was dead or alive.
"That old fox Dao Wuliang is probably hiding in a place that suits him. Demons and humans don't get along, and he doesn't like dealing with humans. Therefore, he must have gone to the Crimson Nimbus Continent."
After some thought, Su Fang had a general idea of what was going on. He also asked King Greenfeather, who was friends with Dao Zhen's mother.
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