"Haha, Wang Daoyou, don't misunderstand. The Old Man doesn't mean any harm. Wang Daoyou's face is a bit unfamiliar. You've already reached the Yuanying stage at such a young age. May I know where Wang Daoyou used to cultivate? You don't usually associate with other cultivators, right? Otherwise, the Old Man wouldn't have no impression of you. "Tang Yugang chuckled and explained. Then, he changed his tone and asked curiously.
"My place of cultivation is rather secretive. It's not convenient for me to tell you, Tang Daoyou." Wang Changsheng's tone was very calm.
Although Wang Changsheng indicated to Chen Qiusheng that he was willing to join the Imperial family, the Imperial family wouldn't accept him so easily. It was normal for them to investigate Wang Changsheng's background. Wang Changsheng didn't find it strange. It would be strange if the Imperial family offered to recruit him as a consecrator.
Wang Changsheng guessed that the Imperial family might have found out about his identity, but he wouldn't admit it. After all, he had already changed his face. As long as he didn't admit that he was a traitor of the Taiqing palace, no one could do anything to him.
Hearing this, Tang Yugang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't continue to ask. He talked to Wang Changsheng about the situation in the Great Song Dynasty and vaguely mentioned the Taiqing Palace and the Pandemonium.
Wang Changsheng naturally understood what Tang Yugang meant. He made it clear that he didn't have a good impression of the Taiqing Palace and the Pandemonium.
Tang Yugang took out an exquisite storage bag and handed it to Wang Changsheng. His tone was quite friendly. "By the way, Wang Daoyou, these are the materials you asked Chen Qiusheng to collect. See if the quantity is correct. If there's anything you need, just tell me. The Old Man will send someone to collect them for you."
Wang Changsheng opened his Divine Sense and scanned it. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Not bad, this is what I want. I'm really lacking a few materials. Blood Flame Stone, Underworld Soul Sand, and Blood Perch Wood. Can Tang Daoyou help me collect them?"
After saying that, he took out a heavy storage bag and handed it to Tang Yugang.
Tang Yugang didn't even look at it. He directly put the storage bag into his chest pocket. He smiled at Wang Changsheng and said, "These three materials are indeed rare. I remember that Blood Flame Stone and Underworld Soul Sand will be available at the auction in half a month. As for Blood Perch Wood, it might be available at the private trade fair."
"Oh, a private trade fair? Where is it? "Wang Changsheng's face lit up with joy and he asked.
"Hehe, it's called a private trade fair. In fact, it's a trade fair jointly held by several Devil Dao Sects. The general things at the trade fair are naturally auctioned with Spirit Stones, but things like Blood Perch Wood will be bartered. Because most of the things auctioned at the trade fair can't see the light of day, the strange cultivators who participate in this trade fair must be referred by someone. In seven days, the trade fair will be held. If Wang Daoyou is interested, the Old Man is willing to be Wang Daoyou's referral." Tang Yugang smiled and said word by word.
"I see. Then I'll have to trouble Tang Daoyou." Wang Changsheng suddenly understood and thanked him.
"It's a piece of cake. In seven days, Wang Daoyou can come here and wait for the Old Man." Tang Yugang readily agreed.
Wang Changsheng nodded and was about to say something when an ear-piercing screech came from his body.
Wang Changsheng frowned and took out a silver talisman from his chest.
The silver talisman's surface flashed incessantly and gave off a burst of ear-piercing screech.
Wang Changsheng's face sank and he said to Tang Yugang, "Tang Daoyou, I have urgent matters to attend to. See you next time."
After that, Wang Changsheng didn't wait for Tang Yugang's reply and walked out of the room with an extremely flustered expression.
Seeing this, Tang Yugang frowned but didn't say anything.
"Ru Yao, Fengwu, did you two recognize him? Is he the traitor from the Taiqing Palace? "Tang Yugang's eyes flashed and he asked the two of them.
"This person's appearance is completely different from the one on the wanted poster. The Wang Changsheng I know is less than 300 years old. It stands to reason that he shouldn't have aged that quickly, so his appearance shouldn't have changed much. However, this person was wanted by the Taiqing Palace. Perhaps he was seriously injured and possessed someone else's body. Perhaps this person is proficient in illusions or has something that can change one's appearance. From this person's conversation, it seems that he doesn't have a good impression of either the Righteous Path or the Demonic Path. Of course, this could also be an act. I think we should have more contact with this person and slowly observe him."
"I agree with Seventh Aunt's suggestion. This person wanted Chen Qiusheng to collect a small portion of the materials that could be used to draw talismans. The last talisman he took out was quite extraordinary. You have to know that Wang Changsheng was proficient in the art of talismans. All of this indicates that this person is most likely Wang Changsheng, who is wanted by the Taiqing Palace. He is also the person who fought with me." Tang Fengwu nodded and analyzed with a serious expression.
"Proficient in the art of talismans?" Tang Yugang muttered to himself in a low voice. His eyes flashed incessantly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Outside a certain exquisite pavilion, Huang Pingping's brows were tightly knitted. She held a talisman that flashed with silver light in her hand. Li Shaobai stood in front of her, and the two of them looked very nervous.
Opposite the two of them was a middle-aged woman with ordinary facial features. Beside her were a dozen or so uniformed Foundation Establishment cultivators. From their clothes, it could be seen that they were from the Yellow Saint Sect.
The middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows and coldly said, "Pingping, are you really not going to return with Master?"
"Master, even you want me to marry that old monster as a concubine?" Huang Pingping bit her red lips. Her face was filled with disbelief, and her eyes were slightly red.
"Shut up, you traitor. Who gave you the courage to call Senior Wuya that?" A trace of anger flashed through the middle-aged woman's eyes as she rudely reprimanded her. After speaking, she thought of something and her expression relaxed. She continued, "Senior Wuya is a mid Yuanying cultivator. It is your fortune that he has taken a fancy to you. You should be happy. I think you must have been tricked by this stinking brat. Obediently return with me, and perhaps I will spare this brat's life."
"Junior Martial Sister Huang will not return with you. Martial Uncle Song, do you think we don't know? Although she is called a concubine, she is actually a human cauldron. As Junior Martial Sister Huang's master, not only do you not protect her, you are even pushing her into a pit of fire. Do you not feel guilty? "Li Shaobai angrily said.
Hearing this, many people on the street gathered around.
"Bastard! Men, capture him and bring these two traitors back. We will wait for the Sect Master to punish them." The middle-aged woman was furious. Her body emitted a huge amount of spiritual pressure that pressed down on Li Shaobai.
Li Shaobai's expression greatly changed. He took a few steps back and a layer of sweat appeared on his face.
The surrounding cultivators all retreated to the side. Taking advantage of this opportunity, several Yellow Saint Sect's disciples wanted to capture Huang Pingping.
Seeing this, Huang Pingping's face paled and she hastily shouted, "You dare? My uncle is a Yuanying cultivator."
When they heard the words' Nascent Soul cultivator ', the Yellow Saint Sect's disciples hesitated and stopped in their tracks.
The middle-aged woman lightly snorted and coldly said, "Hmph, I have been your master for over a hundred years. How could I not know that you have an uncle who is a Yuanying cultivator? Why don't you find a good reason to lie? Hurry up and capture her."
Hearing this, the Yellow Saint Sect's disciples no longer hesitated and walked towards Huang Pingping.
"Hmph, you dare to touch this Wang's niece? Are you tired of living?" At this moment, a male voice filled with anger sounded from afar.
Just as the voice sounded, a black light flew over from a low altitude. After a few flashes, it stopped in front of Huang Pingping.
The black light receded, revealing Immortal Wang's figure.
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