1007: Are you asking for advice? Pah!

In Wanshou City.

Hearing Wang Chen's words, Thunder True Lord Yang Xin's mouth twitched subconsciously.

The ruins where the Four Symbols Holy Land Branch was located appeared due to the prestige of an invincible expert below the Great True Lord.

Who would dare to dispose of it haphazardly?

Anyone who wanted to get involved would need to consider Wang Chen, that invincible expert below the Great True Lord, and also the Four Symbols Holy Land, that colossal entity.

Before the grievances between the two sides were completely clear, no one dared to covet this place.

However, as the news of Wang Chen's battle with a Late Stage ninth-rank Dead Spirit Race expert last night spread, the other seven Holy Lands, besides the Four Symbols Holy Land, quickly reached a consensus.

Wang Chen's potential was limitless, and his current combat power could already contend with a Great True Lord. The Four Symbols Holy Land would definitely not be able to reclaim that territory.

Everyone implicitly agreed that the location of the original Four Symbols Holy Land's station in Wanshou City belonged to Wang Chen.

At the same time, the Zixiao Holy Land took the initiative, instructing Thunder True Lord Yang Xin to offer their own station for exchange with Wang Chen, establishing a good relationship with Wang Chen in advance.

As for the feelings of the Four Symbols Holy Land, the high-ranking officials of the Zixiao Holy Land, who made the decision, no longer needed to care.

After all, their strength was inherently greater than that of the Four Symbols Holy Land, and it was foreseeable that in the future, Wang Chen's individual strength would surpass the entire Four Symbols Holy Land.

There was no need to hesitate on whom to choose.

Moreover, ever since a Divided Soul of Hua Teng Great True Lord was annihilated in Wanshou City, the Four Symbols Holy Land had not made any response, leading countless people to believe that the Four Symbols Holy Land had decided to swallow this bitter pill.

This being the case, there was even less to worry about.

"Then I thank Yang City Lord for his kindness."

At this moment, Wang Chen guessed the underlying reason and gladly accepted the goodwill of Thunder True Lord Yang Xin and the Zixiao Holy Land behind him.

"I am truly undeserving of Wang True Lord's thanks. For a meritorious official like you who has slain a large number of Dead Spirits, these are all things I should do."

Thunder True Lord Yang Xin smiled upon hearing this and quickly said.

Then, he did not linger, wasting Wang Chen's time, but instead, knowing when to stop, bid farewell and left.

Because Thunder True Lord Yang Xin knew that his stopping Wang Chen today was just the beginning, and Wang Chen would become even busier next.

The True Lords stationed from other Holy Lands would definitely come to visit Wang Chen at the behest of their respective Holy Lands' high-ranking officials.

However, before leaving, Thunder True Lord Yang Xin had one of the most outstanding members of his clan, his granddaughter, stay behind to guide Wang Chen.

However, Thunder True Lord Yang Xin did not expect that he had set a very bad precedent.

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"Trouble!"

"Giving houses and resources is one thing, but what do these scoundrels mean by sending me a bunch of Young Misses?"

"Don't they know I'm still a child? Do they want to corrupt me that badly?"

In his new residence, Wang Chen held a gift list in his hand, roaring inwardly.

He had just moved into this new residence and didn't even know how large it was before being bombarded by a continuous stream of visitors.

These people all represented the Holy Lands and came with good intentions, making it impossible for him to refuse.

This led to Wang Chen feeling like his Face had become stiff.

Although he didn't have to greet and send off guests, merely sitting in the main hall, the experience of just a few hours made him feel more exhausted than fighting the Dead Spirits all night yesterday.

And this was only a small portion of the visitors; those from forces below the Holy Land level were not even qualified to enter the main hall and meet him.

"Senior, you'll get used to this kind of thing."

Bai Yuliang, who was dragged along to help, saw this scene and said:

"With Senior's current strength and status, such matters will definitely be frequent in the future, but they will certainly not be as busy as today. By then, only a few individuals in the entire Netherworld will be worthy of Senior's audience."

As he spoke, Bai Yuliang felt incredibly emotional.

When he first met Senior Wang Chen, although Senior Wang Chen was powerful, he was still an unknown figure in the Netherworld, his reputation not even as great as Bai Yuliang's, a Xuantian Holy Land Saint.

But in just a few months, the prestige of Dragon-Slaying True Lord spread throughout the world, forcing Great True Lords to retreat, suppressing the Four Symbols Holy Land into submission, and countless major forces desperately sought to form connections.

If Bai Yuliang said he wasn't envious of such power, it would be utterly impossible.

If he could achieve even one or two tenths of Senior Wang Chen's current prestige, it would be enough for him to die without regret and leave a significant mark in history.

"From what you're saying, you seem very envious?"

Wang Chen put down the gift list and looked sideways at Bai Yuliang:

"Then you can arrange for Yang City Lord's granddaughter and the others. Find a way to send them back."

"I'm still young, and I have no intention of taking disciples right now."

"This..."

Bai Yuliang looked down at the ground upon hearing this, concealing the schadenfreude on the corners of his mouth:

"Please forgive Junior for being powerless!"

"Also, Senior, Junior received a message from the Holy Lord today that Senior Sister Qiongxian, who is of the same generation as me, will arrive in Wanshou City today, hoping to receive some guidance from Senior."

"What do you think, how should we handle it?"

"What?"

Wang Chen was stunned when he heard this.

"No, haven't you been with me all this time? Why would your Holy Lord still send someone over?"

"Go back and report to your Holy Lord that my meager strength is not worthy of guiding others. Tell your... Senior Sister Qiongxian to go back where she came from."

Wang Chen waved his hands repeatedly, saying exasperatedly.

He was truly annoyed now. Why was the Xuantian Holy Land joining in the fun?

He was too embarrassed to point out the intentions of the Xuantian Holy Land and those True Lords stationed in Wanshou City.

Moreover, Bai Yuliang seemed to be twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, and someone he called Senior Sister would at least be older than Bai Yuliang, as in the Xuantian Holy Land, seniority was not based on strength but on the order of entry.

To think that Wang Chen was not even twenty years old this year.

Is that appropriate?!

"That, Senior..."

Sensing Wang Chen's resistance, Bai Yuliang said with a serious expression:

"Junior cannot make this decision, and I'm afraid even the Holy Lord cannot. Senior Sister Qiongxian is the only direct Bloodline of Grand Elder, his venerable self, currently in the world."

"Her coming this time is probably at the behest of Grand Elder, his venerable self."

"Hiss!"

Wang Chen felt a toothache upon hearing this.

In the entire Netherworld, he could disregard anyone's Face, but he could not disregard the Face of Great True Lord Qingyunzi.

"How troublesome!"

Thinking this, Wang Chen nodded helplessly:

"Then you can arrange for her to stay when the time comes. As for guidance..."

"I'll do my best."

He was completely clueless about the cultivation methods of the Netherworld Human Clan; giving random advice would be harmful.

He probably could only dig out some knowledge about combat that he learned when he was in school to deal with it.

"Oh, right, your Senior Sister has an unusual background. Let her arrange for Yang City Lord's granddaughter and the others."

Finally, Wang Chen's eyes lit up, and he suddenly spoke again.