For the next half a month, Wang Changsheng cultivated the 《Vajra Demon Subduing Art》 and absorbed the Vajra Colored Glass Liquid.
After absorbing a bottle of Vajra Colored Glass Liquid, Wang Changsheng's body became a lot stronger. Unfortunately, he still couldn't resist magic treasures. He estimated that he would need to cultivate the 《Vajra Demon Subduing Art》 to the fourth level before he could resist magic treasures.
During this time, Chen Qiusheng also came to visit Wang Changsheng and gave Wang Changsheng over a thousand poisonous insects.
Wang Changsheng paid the spirit stones and asked Chen Qiusheng a few things before letting him leave.
On this day, Wang Changsheng walked out of the Four Seas Palace and came to a small shop in the northeast corner of the market.
This shop sold a variety of things. There were magic tools, talismans, pills, and other cultivation items. The shopkeeper was a white-haired old man in a yellow robe.
Wang Changsheng restrained his spirit qi and looked like he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage.
As soon as Wang Changsheng entered, the yellow-robed old man quickly greeted him and said with a smile, "Sir, what do you want to buy? Although this shop is small, it has everything. Do you want me to introduce it to you?"
Wang Changsheng said in a low voice, "In the heavens and on the earth, there is nothing I don't know."
When the yellow-robed old man heard this, his expression changed. He looked around and said in a low voice, "Since ancient times, there is nothing I don't know."
Wang Changsheng took out a blue jade slip and handed it to the yellow-robed old man. He said indifferently, "How long until there is news?"
The yellow-robed old man looked at the contents of the jade slip and thought for a moment before replying, "There will be news in seven days. Five thousand spirit stones."
Wang Changsheng nodded and paid the yellow-robed old man fifty mid-grade spirit stones before turning around and leaving.
This small shop was a small stronghold of an intelligence organization. According to Chen Qiusheng, as long as one could pay the spirit stones, there was nothing they couldn't find.
Wang Changsheng inquired about the whereabouts of cultivators with the metal attribute heavenly spirit root. He had already collected the fire, water, wood, and earth heavenly corpses. He was still missing the metal heavenly corpse.
"Fellow Yang, thank you for lending me the spirit stones. Otherwise, I would have missed the opportunity to get this Snow Cloud Grass."
"You are too polite. These spirit stones are nothing. When you come to our White Fog Island as a guest, I will treat you well."
"I have heard of White Fog Island's name for a long time. but I haven't been there yet! I heard my father say that many of your Yang Family's clansmen have joined the Tai Qing Palace, is that true? "
"Of course it's true. One of my clan brothers is an elder of the Supreme Purity Palace!"
When Wang Changsheng passed by a shop, he heard the conversation between two cultivators....
"White Fog Island of Yongzhou?" Wang Changsheng stopped at once and looked towards the source of the voice.
A handsome young man in white and a beautiful woman in a blue dress were chatting in a spiritual medicine shop. The woman in the blue dress was holding a snow-white grass in her hand.
"Several of my family members also attended the Apprenticeship Ceremony of Taiqing Palace, but unfortunately, they failed to enter," the woman in the blue dress said with envy.
"Hehe, of course, the gate of the Tai Qing Palace is not good …" The young man in white smiled and said proudly. Before he could finish his words, a palm patted him on the shoulder, and a deep male voice suddenly sounded, "Fellow Yang, you are here!"
The young man in white frowned and turned around. He saw a man in white standing behind him. It was Wang Changsheng.
"Sorry, I mistook you for someone else," the man in white smiled embarrassedly and said.
The young man in white checked his body. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he frowned and said, "Look carefully next time. Don't pat other people's shoulders without permission."
Immortal Wang chuckled, not saying anything, turning around and leaving.
The young man in white paid the spiritual stones and left with the woman in the blue dress, talking and laughing.
15 minutes later, the young man in white and the woman in the blue dress were walking on a busy street. Suddenly, they stopped and their faces were a little distorted. Then they returned to normal.
"What's wrong, Fellow Yang?" The woman in the blue dress asked with concern.
"Nothing. I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to deal with. I have to go now, Fairy White," the young man in white said and walked to a nearby street.
Seeing this, the woman in the blue dress frowned and left without saying anything.
After a while, the young man in white appeared in a wing-room of an inn. Wang Changsheng sat in front of the young man in white. There was a pot of fragrant tea and a scarecrow on the table. There was some black liquid on the scarecrow.
"Are you a disciple of White Fog Island of the Yang family in Yongzhou? What's your name? What's your position in the family? What are you doing this time? Do you know a family member called Yang Qian? "Wang Changsheng asked five questions in one breath.
"Yes, Yang Feng, a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall. I came with the ancestor to see the world. Yang Qian is my family brother," the young man in white answered truthfully.
"Ancestor? Yuanying cultivator or Core Formation cultivator? How many people are there in total? "Wang Changsheng frowned and asked.
"Yuanying cultivators. Including the ancestor, there are 35 people."
"Is your ancestor still in the market? Where is he staying? "
"Yes, he's staying at the Octagon Pavilion. It's an inn we opened."
"When will he leave the market?"
"I don't know. The ancestor didn't say."
Wang Changsheng thought for a moment before retrieving a crimson bead from his storage pouch. "Take this Crimson Light Sensor Bead and do whatever you need to do when you get back."
"Yes." Yang Feng readily agreed. He put the blood-red bead into his storage pouch and turned to leave.
Wang Changsheng looked at Yang Feng's back and muttered to himself, "It's really a case of searching high and low only to find it by chance." His eyes were full of killing intent.
He originally wanted to go to White Fog Island to settle accounts with the Yang Clan later, but he didn't expect to run into the Yang Clan in the capital.
If the Yang Clan only had one Yuanying cultivator and no other Yuanying cultivators, Wang Changsheng definitely wouldn't let them return to White Fog Island alive.
Wang Changsheng sat in the room for less than a quarter of an hour before leaving.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng appeared in front of a golden palace that was dozens of meters tall. After paying the guard at the door a thousand spirit stones, Wang Changsheng took out a jade tablet with the number 91 engraved on it and walked in.
Under the guidance of a green-clothed attendant, Immortal Wang walked into a long corridor. After turning here and there, he arrived at the end. A hazy white barrier of light blocked his path.
After Immortal Wang injected magic power into the jade tablet in his hand, a green light shot out from the jade tablet and landed on the white light screen.
The white screen of light flickered crazily a few times, and then it disappeared. Immortal Wang walked in with large steps.
A bright hall several hundred meters in size appeared in front of Wang Changsheng. Hundreds of jade chairs surrounded a circular platform. More than half of the chairs were already occupied.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
