“This place is perfect!”
Sun Hao looked at the attic in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.
Front yard, back yard, creek, pond…
It practically held everything, like a pavilion on the outside world. Although it couldn’t compare with his residence, it was not much different, and at least it was better than staying in an inn.
“Rumeng, bring me a plate of cherries!” Sun Hao said.
“Yes, Young Master!”
Huang Rumeng waved her right hand, and a plate of dark red cherries was placed in front of Sun Hao. Each one revealed an attractive luster. The strong scent of cherry assaulted the nostrils, making those who smelt it salivating.
Afterward, she cleaned the cherries.
“Rumeng, sit down and eat together, leave the seeds!” Sun Hao said.
“Okay, Young Master!”
Sun Hao picked up a cherry and looked at it in his hand. He saw strands of colorful aura flew above the cherries.
‘The white aura is spiritual energy, and the colorful aura is immortal energy. I can see them clearly, but why can’t I use it for myself, ai!’ Sun Hao sighed secretly and put the cherry into his mouth.
He took a bite, and the dark red juice filled his mouth, a refreshing sensation overflowed all over his body. He chewed lightly, the flesh between his teeth was full of fragrance.
Shortly after, a plate of cherries has been eaten clean by the two of them.
“This world’s cherries are so delicious! Come, Rumeng, let’s plant the seeds!”
“Yes, Young Master!”
The two walked into the backyard, took out the hoe, dug a hole, and buried the seeds.
Every action was carried out in an orderly and stable manner.
“I have to make you full of fruit today!”
Sun Hao looked at the guqin in front of him, the corners of his mouth rising.
He plucked the strings and began to play. Under his control, strands of colorful light flew out of his fingertips and entered the cherry seeds.
Just in a moment, the seed shell burst open. The shoots grew rapidly at speed visible to the naked eye. The saplings branched and expanded quickly.
It looked like magic, incredibly magical.
Huang Rumeng watched this scene with eyes twinkled with admiration.
There was a vibration.
Huang Rumeng took out a transmission jade slip, opened it, and frowned.
She saw the message on the transmission jade slip: Immortal, according to my investigation these days, there are 100,000 elite soldiers from the Turtle Race going to the Tianluo Continent, and it must have reached some kind of agreement with the Dragon Race!
Huang Rumeng clenched her fists angrily.
‘Blame me for being too soft-hearted. I should have known to uproot the dragon clan since the start! My lack of strength to break the Hunyuan Bell was also to blame, otherwise, how could this happen?! Since Qing Chi dares to do this, he must be absolutely sure! It would be difficult to catch them all with my power only, and it would even be dangerous. I need to increase my strength!’ Huang Rumeng decided inwardly.
She swept her divine sense and enveloped the entire Supreme Court.
After she glanced at Sun Hao, her figure disappeared silently.
Supreme Court, in a secret room underground.
Zhongli Lang’s group was preparing to leave.
At this time, the sound of cutting air sounded.
Then, a piece of paper floated hurriedly in front of Zhongli Lang.
The three of them released their divine senses and scanned the surroundings, but they did not find any figures.
“Who send this?”
They picked the paper and read it, their pupils suddenly contracted.
“What? The Dragon Race wants to slaughter Tianluo Continent?”
“Who could give this to us undetected?”
Their faces changed slightly, and they kept thinking.
“Damn, I should have thought of it!”
“This must be given to us by the Young Master!”
“Ai, despite the Young Master disregard of his Dao Heart to warn us repeatedly, we are so stupid that we don’t realize it!”
Zhongli Lang and the others thumped their chests and stomped their feet, and they were agitated.
“It seems that Young Master wants us to fight against the Dragon Clan!” Zhongli Lang said.
“This is true, but with our strength, how should we fight? How do we fight?” Mu Haoran said.
“Grand Dean, can you invite your Zhongli family’s ancestor over?” Xuanyuan Yi asked.
Zhongli Lang directly waved his hand and refused, “With the personality of my ancestor, if he learns that Zhongli Jingtian was killed, he will definitely arrest me and make trouble for Young Master again!”
“If he learns about the Dragon Clan’s massacre on Tianluo Continent, he might still help the Dragon Clan!” Zhongli Lang said.
Xuanyuan Yi sighed inwardly when he heard this.
“Then what should we do? We are definitely not Dragon Race opponents if there is no immortal to hold the fort!” Mu Haoran said.
“I don’t think we need to worry! Since Young Master has arranged something for the grand dean, he will naturally think of this. By the way, doesn’t Young Master give us immortal wine? Presumably, Young Master wants us to drink it and break into the Immortal Realm!” Xuanyuan Yi said.
“Are you kidding? Breaking into the Immortal Realm? Can you resist the immortal tribulation?” Mu Haoran said.
“Of course it can be resisted, our two holy lands will protect us comprehensively!” Xuanyuan Yi said.
Hearing this, Mu Haoran nodded repeatedly.
“What about the grand dean?”
“The grand dean has been preparing for many years, and he must have set up everything in the restricted area. There shouldn’t be any problem with the tribulation!” Xuanyuan Yi said.
When Zhongli Lang heard this, his face showed a touch of surprise, “Patriarch Xuanyuan, you know it very well!”
“Haha, it’s just concern for old friends!”
“Okay, let’s part now, we’ll return after undergoing the tribulation!”
“Grand Dean, you need to inquire the whereabouts of the dragon clan. If you need help, our two families will give you full support! You must act immediately, understand?” Xuanyuan Yi said.
“En, I understand, I’ll go down and make arrangements immediately! Then go to the restricted area to undergo tribulation!”
Speaking of this, Zhongli Lang’s face showed a touch of worry.
“Grand Dean, do you still have something to say?” Xuanyuan Yi asked.
“Patriarch Xuanyuan, I have one more thing to ask.”
“Now that Young Master lives in the restricted area, is there any way to invite Young Master out?” Zhongli Lang asked.
Xuanyuan Yi looked up to the sky and laughed, “You…”
“What do you mean? Why are you laughing at me?” Zhongli Lang was puzzled.
“You look down on Young Master too much. It’s a mere immortal tribulation. What did that count for Young Master? You don’t need to ask Young Master out at all, and maybe Young Master will help you out here!” Xuanyuan Yi said.
“What? Young Master dared to ward off the immortal tribulation. Isn’t he afraid of attracting a stronger thunder tribulation?”
Zhongli Lang’s face was full of surprise.
“It looks like you still don’t know how terrifying Young Master is!”
“Anyway, I advise you, don’t ask the Young Master to move out! Understand?”
After speaking, Xuanyuan Yi and Mu Haoran walked out.
Zhongli Lang looked at the back of the two thoughtfully.
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