Xuan drew his dagger.The anxious look on Wang Chan's beautiful face vanished, replaced by a mixture of shock and astonishment as she watched the boy's thin figure disappear.How is that possibleNie Ku...The next two days, the area around Liusha City was abuzz with strange noises.
It is about the strange incident of Liu Feng Shan Hei Mang Zhai being "empty overnight". Some say it was a young hero who single-handedly beheaded all the bandits in the village, while others say it was destroyed by a powerful clan or sect. There are also rumors that there was an internal conflict among the bandits, or that Kong Luo, a fire demon cultivator, killed all the bandits.
There are many stories circulating. Many people went to Black Wind Village to confirm that the bandits were truly gone, and they were overjoyed. The Hei Mang Bandits had plagued Liusha City for a long time, but finally, they are gone.
And some members of the Wu clan also sent people to investigate. Seeing the traces of battle in the village, they deduced that one person had fought against a group of bandits alone. They were amazed by the fierce battle at the time and curious about who this person was.
The Four Great Sects and some large clans also paid attention, knowing that this person was named Wang Xuan, a young martial cultivator who came from an unremarkable small clan.
"He has made rapid progress in his martial arts. Where do you think he went"
Outside the cave, the Nie family servants knelt on one knee. Nie Kuang cupped his fists and said, "Reporting to Daozi, the specifics are unknown. After that battle, all the bandit cultivators were burned to ashes, and there was no trace of Wang Xuan. I don't know if he is still alive."
After speaking, all the servants of the Nie family respectfully waited for instructions.
Shortly after, a cold voice echoed from within the cave dwelling: "You needn't worry about this. We still need to select another attendant. Let's recruit one from our clan."
"Yes!" Nie Kuang and the other Nie family servants took their orders and left.
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The Nangu Palace Family.
The head of the Nan Palace looked at the white-haired elder with difficulty: "Elder Dan, are you really going to leave our clan"
"I'm just an old man on the verge of death, a useless person. I can't help you on the path of alchemy." Dan Guzi sneered.
Nangong said, sighing softly: "I understand that Lao Dan is upset about that..."
"Humph, your Nán Gōng family will regret this."
Interrupting the head of the Nangong family, the white-haired elder scoffed and left.
The head of the Southern Palace hastily dissuaded: "It's not certain that Wang Xuan is already dead, why bother for a dead..."
"Clan Leader of the Southern Palace, this old man departs. It is because I am discontent with your family's ruthless nature."
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Mount Wanjian, Cliff of Contemplation.
A young man in a blue robe walked into the cave carrying a lunchbox.
"Senior Sister, you haven't eaten anything for several days. Xiao Shi brought you your favorite Si Xi Meatballs."
Su Xiaoshi spoke, opening the lunchbox and taking out plates of dishes and a small pot of hot food.
A girl in a red dress sat cross-legged on the stone platform, facing the cliff wall, without responding.
"Little junior sister, perhaps they aren't dead," Su Xiaoshe suddenly said.
"What!”
The girl in the red dress immediately stood up, turned to look at Su Xiaoshi, revealing her delicate and haggard face.
"You mean my elder sister, and Wang Xuan..." the girl in red confirmed hurriedly.
Su Xiaoshi frowned and nodded: "That night, I pleaded with my father. We went to the bandit lair, but when we got there, all that was left were broken weapons scattered on the ground. We didn't see anyone."
Su Xiaoshi recalled the scene and slowly said, "So, Sister Mu and Brother Xuan have a high probability of still being in this world. Otherwise, the bounty on Brother Xuan from both clans wouldn't still be hanging!"
Mu Ling'er's face was pale and her expression was dazed as she murmured, "Is it just possible Little junior brother, you seem to be much smarter."
Su Xiaoshi scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Actually, it was my father who deduced it."
Mu Ling'er walked to the stone table, her eyes gradually becoming resolute: "I have figured it out. I will work hard to cultivate martial arts. I hope my elder sister and Wang Xuan are still alive. If they are really gone, I will use my own martial power to avenge them, instead of being helpless and asking others for help!"
Su Xiaoshi nodded and solemnly said, "With your talent, Little Sister, you will surely achieve your dreams. Let's eat something first."
Mu Ling'er picked up the chopsticks, her eyes were complicated, and she muttered in her heart: Wang Xuan, if you saved my sister, where are you now, have you fled from the Xuanwu Kingdom No matter how far away, I will find you.
Su Xiaoshi: "Little sister, I have to work hard to cultivate too. I can't fall behind anymore."
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The Xuanwu Kingdom has four major sects: Yanyue, Yin Feng, Jin Guang, and Wan Jian.
The Four Sects' legacy spans millennia, guarding the four corners of Wuguo and protecting against foreign threats.
Yin Feng Gu is located in the northwest corner of Xuan Wu Guo, in a swampy area, shrouded in poisonous miasma for a long time.
Panlong City is an affiliated martial city of Yin Feng Valley. It's far superior to Blackwater City and Flowing Sand City, being one of the seven major cities of the Xuanwu Nation. The entire Panlong City is magnificent and ferocious on the ground, resembling a black dragon sleeping.
In recent days, Panlong City has been unusually lively because the Yin Feng Gu's annual disciple recruitment is about to begin.
Within the colossal city, traffic surged. Young men and women, as well as promising youths, mostly emanated a fierce aura with menacing gazes.
All of them have come to worship at the Yin Feng Gu, and there are many ways to enter Yin Feng Gu for cultivation.
Holding a Bái Zong token allows one to skip the talent test and enter the academy directly.
Second, he was exceptionally gifted from birth.
If so, then you'll have to participate in a very brutal martial arts assessment.
Under the scorching sun, two figures in black cloaks walked side by side on a street in Panlong City.
"Black Wind, these young men and women who want to join Yin Feng Valley all look quite fierce!" A woman's soft voice rang out from within a black cloak.
Two people walked down the street, and they didn't attract any attention from passersby. This kind of outfit was too common.
On the entire street, out of every ten people, one person was hiding their head and face.
Another figure in black hooded robes: "Well, to survive in a sect like Yin Feng Valley, you need to be ruthless and cruel. So, Yue'er, you are not suited for this sect."
Wang Xuan and Mu Qingyue had traveled together, strolling and stopping along the way to admire the magnificent scenery. After two months of traveling, they arrived in this Panlong City.
Who would have thought he didn't take Mu Qingyue to escape from Xuanwu Country
"What are we going to do now Aren't you supposed to pay respects to the ancestral hall" Mu Qingyue whispered.
Wang Xuan: "Don't rush, buy something to change one's appearance."
Wang Xuen chose to enter a sect because each sect has its own unique cultivation methods and cultivation treasures. For example, Yin Feng Gu has a kind of earthly yin wind that is extremely beneficial for physical refinement.
And there's a very crucial reason for this: he seeks to find items that prolong one's lifespan. Whether it's the Lower Realm or the Ancestral Realm, such longevity-enhancing artifacts are primarily held by powerful factions. They are strictly prohibited from being openly sold and are incredibly difficult to obtain.
It has less than a year of life, so we have to cherish it.
"Then why not go to the shopping street" Mu Qingyue was even more surprised.
Wang Xuan smiled warmly and explained: "The Wan Bao shops and auction houses in this Panlong City are indeed very large. When we run out of money, we can grab a big haul from there. But for now, let's go to that Blackwater Street market first. Although the items there are of lower quality, there are quite a few strange and unusual martial arts supplies."
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