CHAPTER 388 -
Tianbao Pavilion
Big Brother Yun?
Chen Yuan looked at Wang Xinya in confusion. Wang Xinya's anxious expression made him want to protect her even more.
"He's my husband!"
Looking into Chen Yuan's eyes, Wang Xinya lowered her head and said, "He's very strong. He knows alchemy, artifact forging, and formations. There's nothing he doesn't know. Moreover, he's very strong!"
Chen Yuan was dumbfounded when he heard this.
Husband?
"Cough, cough, I don't know how powerful he is, but to be able to kill Han Tianyu, and to be at the third transformation as one realm, he is indeed impressive. It's just that it's very possible that he … is dead!"
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Xinya's eyes turned red.
"Don't, don't, Junior Sister, don't cry. If you cry, I'll be done for!"
Chen Yuan said nervously when he saw Wang Xinya's bloodshot eyes.
"Chen Yuan, what are you doing? Are you bullying your junior sister again? " Suddenly, a shout came from afar and entered Chen Yuan's head. Immediately, Chen Yuan's face turned pale and he was completely dumbfounded.
"I only said that he might be dead, but I don't think he's dead yet. Don't worry, let me report this to Master first."
Chen Yuan hurriedly explained.
"I'm going too!"
Wang Xinya held back her tears and said firmly.
She did not believe that Mu Yun would die.
In her heart, Mu Yun was immortal. Even though she had faced all kinds of difficulties in the past, Mu Yun had come back from the dead several times!
At the same time, within the Nine Frost Heavenly Palace of the Three Thousand Small Worlds.
"Yu 'er … is dead!"
Han Qianren's body fell back onto his seat with a loud thud. His face was pale and his fingers were trembling.
Han Tianyu was his only son. He was not like the Seven Stars Sect's Xing Wuji, who married a bunch of wives and had a bunch of sons.
But his one son was worth hundreds of Xing Wuji's sons.
But this son of his was dead!
"Who did it?"
"Reporting to Palace Lord, it's the Heavenly Sword Mountain's Heavenly Sword Son, Mu Yun. He claims to be Mu Yun, from … from the Central Region!"
"What?!"
Hearing this, Han Qianren frowned.
Middle State Continent?
The disciple he had just taken in was also from the Central Continent.
"Meng Yao, do you know this person?"
"I don't know her!"
Qin Mengyao was dressed in an icy blue dress. She stood motionless beside Han Qianren with a frosty expression on her face.
"Where is he? He killed my Yu 'er. If I don't kill him, how can I relieve the hatred in my heart?! "
"Palace Lord, this person was forced into the Nine Heavens Coffin by Chen Ran of the Hanging Mountain. If I'm not mistaken, he should be … dead!"
As these words left his mouth, Qin Mengyao, who was standing beside Han Qianren, trembled and his face turned pale.
"I don't want him to be supposed to be dead, but truly dead." Han Qianren shouted, "Send someone to investigate immediately. I want an explanation whether he is alive or dead."
"Yes!"
The Nine Frost Heavenly Palace, which stood in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, was a first-class force, and was much more powerful than the Seven Stars Sect.
At this moment, Qin Mengyao's footsteps were slow as he walked through the huge group of palaces in the Nine Frost Heavenly Palace, his expression dazed.
"Woof, woof …"
Suddenly, a dog barked, and a small black dog flew into Qin Mengyao's arms with a swish, licking his lips happily.
"Blacky, I know his whereabouts, I know his whereabouts!"
Qin Mengyao's face was filled with excitement, tears welling up in his eyes, and he said with a smile, "He's definitely not dead, right? You should know that he never dies every time."
"Woof, woof …"
Hearing Qin Mengyao's words, Blacky's face was filled with excitement, and he barked even more happily …
…
The Three Thousand Small Worlds were vast and boundless, covering thousands of miles.
In the west, there were seven major forces. In the Central World, there was the colossus Hanging Mountain, the Ten Thousand Array Sect, the Nine Frost Heavenly Palace, the Mysterious Moon Holy Land, the Limitless Demon Sect, and other major forces.
The north was occupied by the Demon Race, and the south was occupied by the seventy-two island forces.
At this moment, in the south of the Three Thousand Small Worlds, above a vast ocean.
A giant ship that was a thousand meters long was slowly moving forward.
The giant ship looked to be at least a thousand meters long and over two hundred meters wide. It moved steadily across the South Sea with monstrous waves.
Under the giant ship, there were wheels that were dozens of meters in diameter, and they were spinning rapidly like wheels, driving the giant ship forward.
What was burning was the True Essence of Spirit Crystals to drive the giant wheel forward.
It was indeed extravagant to use spirit crystals as power.
However, there was a flag in front of the ship, which caused the ships and pirates to avoid it.
That flag represented the Tianbao Pavilion!
There were many major forces in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, and they were tangled and complicated. There were three major forces that no cultivator or force was willing to provoke.
The first was the Gold Pavilion.
The Gold Pavilion mainly dealt in assassinations, spirit pills, and the trade of divine weapons.
The business of the Gold Pavilion could be said to be spread throughout the Three Thousand Small Worlds. Almost every city of a certain size had a branch of the Gold Pavilion.
To be able to do business throughout the Three Thousand Small Worlds, one could say that the Gold Pavilion possessed extraordinary means.
It was rumored that the forces behind the Gold Pavilion seemed to come from thousands of Small Worlds, so even the Hanging Mountain did not dare to make things difficult for the Gold Pavilion.
With tens of thousands of years of business accumulation, the wealth of the Gold Pavilion could be said to be limitless, and it was difficult to estimate.
The second was the Tianbao Pavilion!
The Tianbao Pavilion mainly dealt in spirit pills, spirit weapons, and other materials.
Although it was not as comprehensive as the Gold Pavilion, it was still a first-class existence in the Three Thousand Small Worlds. It was powerful and had a strong economy.
Even a top grade divine weapon could be found in the Tianbao Pavilion.
The third was the Dark Shadow Pavilion.
The Dark Shadow Pavilion was different from the Tianbao Pavilion. It mainly dealt in assassinations, and it also had other spirit medicines and treasures.
However, the assassinations of the Dark Shadow Pavilion were feared by everyone in the Three Thousand Small Worlds.
It was rumored that the assassinations of the Dark Shadow Pavilion could even assassinate an invincible powerhouse in the tenth level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. This made the Dark Shadow Pavilion an existence that no one dared to provoke.
These three major forces could be said to have monopolized all the transactions in the Three Thousand Small Worlds. Even the Hanging Mountain's purchases had to be made from these three major forces.
At this moment, the flag on the giant ship was the Tianbao Pavilion!
At this moment, a beautiful figure stood on the deck.
The woman wore a long, light silver dress that sparkled under the sunlight. The woman had light makeup on her face, and her long eyebrows and big, sparkling eyes gave off a sense of calmness.
"Young Pavilion Master!"
The woman stood at the bow of the ship, looking out at the sea. A voice called out.
"What is it?"
"My subordinates have salvaged a coffin from the sea!"
"A coffin … Such an ominous thing, and you still want to ask me how to deal with it?" Bao Ling 'er' frowned and said.
"No, there is a person lying in the coffin … a living person!"
"Oh?"
Bao Ling 'er's brows relaxed. She smiled and said, "This is interesting. We have sailed for thousands of miles on the sea. I really want to see this person. A living person lying in the coffin, hehe …"
The woman rubbed her hands together and smiled. Her seductive manner made the subordinate feel as if the entire blue sky had lost its light and became dim.
At this moment, Mu Yun's head was spinning. He felt as if he was in an oppressive space.
The suffocating feeling made him unable to breathe.
More importantly, at that moment, he could feel that his body had been shot into a sieve by Han Tianyu.
When he fell into the huge, pitch-black coffin, blood flowed out of the holes all over his body faster and faster.
In the end, he could not withstand the feeling and fainted completely.
However, after he fainted, he seemed to have arrived in front of a stone tablet.
The stone tablet was tens of thousands of feet tall. Standing in front of it, he looked like an ant.
In an instant, the characters on the stone tablet were like jumping black fairies. They crazily surged into his mind from the stone tablet.
Then, Mu Yun felt that he … fainted again.
However, when he woke up this time, he seemed to see the vast sea and the blue sky.
Under the blue sky, a beautiful face lowered her head and looked at him with a frown.
"Carry him down first. If he can be saved, then save him. If not, then throw him down to feed the fish."
After hearing this heavenly voice, Mu Yun fainted again.
He was really too tired.
The characters on the stone tablet that were transmitted into his mind seemed to fill up his entire head, making him unable to open his eyes.
"This coffin …"
Bao Ling 'er's jade-like finger gently touched the coffin. She said in surprise, "A ten-thousand-year-old glazed wood. It is a first-rate material for setting up formations. Keep it. Consider it our gift for saving him."
"Yes!"
The days at sea were always so slow.
On this day, Mu Yun was on a hard bed on the third floor. He shook his head and woke up.
"You're finally awake!"
A voice entered Mu Yun's ears.
He saw a short and thin young man. The young man looked at Mu Yun with a smile and said, "You've been sleeping here for a month. If you don't wake up, I'll throw you into the sea."
"This is …"
"This is my Tianbao Pavilion's merchant ship. We found you at sea."
The short and thin young man smiled and said, "My name is Ai Qing. They all call me Monkey. What's your name?"
"Mu Yun!"
"Oh, oh. Do you feel uncomfortable now? Tell me. Fortunately, you're not dead. Otherwise, I would have worked for nothing this month! "
"Uh … I'm hungry …"
Mu Yun was slightly stunned.
He was really hungry, extremely hungry. When he saw Ai Qing, he almost mistook Ai Qing for food.
"Look at how thin you are. You can't eat anything I've been feeding you these days. I'll go find something for you to eat!"
Ai Qing chuckled and said honestly.
"Thank you!"
Thin? Mu Yun was stunned!
Was he very thin?
He lowered his head and looked at his body. Mu Yun immediately jumped up in shock.
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