After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng appeared on a busy street.
On both sides of the street, there were shops of different heights with cultivators going in and out from time to time.
Immortal Wang carefully observed and discovered that the clothes of the pedestrians on the street were all rather loose. A few female cultivators wore revealing clothes, half of their soft breasts exposed, the clothes on their bodies only covering their vital areas, their dressing extremely bold.
Wang Changsheng wore a black robe and was very conspicuous in the crowd.
He thought for a moment and walked into a shop that sold clothes.
After a quarter of an hour, when Wang Changsheng walked out of the shop, he had changed his clothes and looked no different from the locals.
He restrained his aura and slowly strolled along the street.
Like other markets, the Thousand Spiders Market had all kinds of refining shops and alchemy shops, but Wang Changsheng was not interested. His goal was the bookstores that sold cultivation methods and ancient books.
Wang Changsheng bought some ancient books that introduced the local customs and cultivation forces of the Southern Border. He found an inn to stay and took out the books and jade slips he bought and read them one by one.
After more than two hours, Wang Changsheng took off the jade slip between his eyebrows and revealed a thoughtful expression.
According to the ancient books, more than ten thousand years ago, there was a super sect called the Five Immortal Sect in the Southern Border. It had more than ten thousand disciples and was the number one sect in the Southern Border.
However, later on, the sect leader of the Five Immortal Sect suddenly disappeared. In order to compete for the position of sect leader, the upper echelons of the Five Immortal Sect fought and split into several sects. The other sects took advantage of the situation and rose up, resulting in today's situation.
Currently, there were more than a dozen medium-sized sects in the Southern Border. The strength of these sects was not very different, and no one had the ability to suppress the other sects.
Among them, there was a cultivation sect called the Five Poison Sect.
There were many theories about the origin of the Five Poison Sect. One of them was that after the Five Immortal Sect split, a part of the sect that was loyal to the Five Immortal Sect gathered together and formed the Five Poison Sect.
The Five Poison Cult's ultimate technique, the Five Poison Mystic Canon, was hailed as the number one poison technique in the southern border. However, after so many years, the Five Poison Cult had several upheavals in succession. Their talents withered, and they gradually declined.
Wang Changsheng had never imagined that the Five Poison Mystic Technique was actually the ultimate technique of a cultivation sect. However, for it to be called the number one poison technique in the southern territory, it was sufficient to show how formidable this cultivation technique was.
No matter how much the Five Venoms Cult declined, it definitely had Yuanying cultivators overseeing it. Otherwise, the Five Venoms Cult would have long been annihilated by other sects.
Wang Changsheng would be courting death if he came to snatch the next part of the cultivation technique.
"I can't take it by force. I can only use my wits." Wang Changsheng thought to himself.
Thinking up to here, he put away the jade slip and walked out.
Opposite the inn was a teahouse where many low-level cultivators were chatting and drinking tea.
Wang Changsheng ordered a pot of tea and sat down by the window on the second floor.
Because Wang Changsheng had restrained his aura, others only thought of him as a Foundation Establishment cultivator. They did not pay attention to him and did what they should do.
For the next five days, Wang Changsheng would go to the teahouse to drink tea every day. He would sit for an entire day.
Needless to say, he obtained a lot of useful information from the conversations of these low-level cultivators.
"Alright, Fellow Daoists, that's all for today. Let's chat another day." A middle-aged man with a shrewd face cupped his fists and said. After he finished speaking, he drank the tea in his cup in one gulp and turned to walk downstairs.
When Immortal Wang saw this, he drank all of the tea in the teacup in one gulp, and then quietly followed behind.
He had observed that the middle-aged man was very familiar with the situation in the southern border. For example, which sect was recruiting disciples, which sect's ancestor was holding a birthday banquet, he was very clear about it.
After leaving the teahouse, the middle-aged man had not walked far when a palm pressed on his left shoulder.
The middle-aged man frowned and his right hand subconsciously grabbed his left shoulder.
Just as his right hand touched the palm on his left shoulder, a piercing feeling entered his mind.
"You … Senior, what's the matter?" The middle-aged man flew into a rage and turned around. Just as he was about to curse, he saw that the other party was a Core Formation cultivator. His expression changed greatly and he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He looked a little nervous.
"I want to ask you something. Follow me." Wang Changsheng glanced at the middle-aged man and ordered.
"This …" The middle-aged man's face showed a touch of embarrassment.
He was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the early stage. It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid of an unfamiliar Core Formation cultivator who wanted to ask him questions.
"What? I can't invite you? "Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's expression darkened and he said coldly.
"No … No, I'm coming right now." The middle-aged man's expression changed and he hurriedly explained.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's expression eased and he brought the middle-aged man to another teahouse and asked for a room.
"Don't worry, I don't have any ill intentions. I just have some things I want to ask you. Answer my questions properly and this is yours." Wang Changsheng closed the door and said so. After saying this, he took out a mid-tier spirit stone and placed it on the table.
"Senior, just ask whatever you want to ask. I'll definitely tell you everything I know." The middle-aged man saw the spirit stone and his expression eased a lot.
"How much do you know about the Five Poison Sect?" Wang Changsheng asked directly.
"May I know which aspect senior wants to ask about?" The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and asked carefully.
"Everything, tell me everything you know."
The middle-aged man nodded his head. After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Yes, the headquarters of the Five Poison Sect is in the Five Immortal Mountain. The sect leader passed away more than a hundred years ago. Now, two protectors are temporarily taking over the sect affairs …"
"Wait, temporarily? The Five Poison Sect hasn't chosen another sect leader? "Wang Changsheng stopped the middle-aged man and asked with a strange expression.
"The sect leader's candidate has already been chosen. The former sect leader's daughter, Quyun. It's said that the former sect leader left behind his last words. When Fairy Quyun enters the Yuanying stage, she will take charge of the Five Poison Sect. Whether this is true or false, I'm not sure." The middle-aged man said word by word.
Hearing this, a thoughtful expression appeared on Wang Changsheng's face. After thinking for a while, he continued to ask,
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "How often does the Five Poison Sect recruit disciples? Do they have any requirements? "
"They recruit once every twenty years. The Five Poison Cult just recruited a batch of disciples half a year ago. It seems that they need someone from within the Five Poison Cult to recommend them. They won't accept strangers." The middle-aged man said hesitantly. His expression was somewhat uneasy.
"Do you know where the Five Poison Sect's branch is? Or the shop they opened? "Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and asked.
"This … I don't know." The middle-aged man shook his head and said with a bitter smile.
"I don't want a third person to know the contents of today's conversation. Do you understand?" Wang Changsheng carefully glanced at the middle-aged man and threatened.
"I understand, I understand." The middle-aged man heard this and his expression changed. He nodded honestly.
"This is your reward. You can leave now." Wang Changsheng threw the middle grade spirit stone to the middle-aged man and instructed.
"Thank you for your reward. I'll take my leave now." The middle-aged man expressed his gratitude and left with quick steps.
After leaving the teahouse, the middle-aged man's expression changed and he quickly walked towards the exit of the market square.
At this time, the sky had already darkened. Not many people chose to leave the market square at this time.
After leaving the market square, the middle-aged man shook his sleeve and a black flying boat flew out. It floated a foot above the ground.
Just as he was about to jump up, he felt a sharp pain come from his abdomen and a black gas climbed onto his face.
The middle-aged man covered his abdomen with both hands. His face was distorted as if he was enduring great pain.
A moment later, his legs went soft and he fell straight down. His eyes were wide open and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng also appeared here. He bent down and searched the middle-aged man's storage bag and threw a fireball talisman to burn the corpse.
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