40: Vientiane Palace

Wu Ning casually put away the Storage Ring and said with a smile, “I thought you would directly send out powerful experts to abduct people.”

Lu Yao cupped his hands and said, “This time, it was my Little One who was ignorant and offended Your Excellency. To be able to settle this matter with a mere Spirit Stone, how could our Lu family be so ungrateful?”

He had indeed thought about asking the Old Ancestor to directly suppress Wu Ning, but he couldn't figure out his background and dared not take the risk.

The unknown was the most dangerous.

If the other party's strength was too great, they might even lose the Old Ancestor, and that would truly be a huge loss.

To be able to end this matter with Spirit Stones was the best choice.

At worst, they would figure out his background later. If he could be dealt with, they would ask the Old Ancestor to suppress him.

If he couldn't be offended, then it would be as if nothing had happened.

Anyway, with Hundred Refinements Holy Land and Red Dust Holy Sect bearing the brunt, he only needed to sit back and wait for things to unfold.

Wu Ning didn't care what he was thinking. He directly released Lu Qiancheng's maid and the Saint Realm old man, then waved his hand to dismiss them.

...

“Father, who exactly is that guy? He doesn't look old, but his strength is terrifyingly strong?”

After walking a long distance from the inn, Lu Qiancheng finally couldn't help but ask.

“I don't know.”

Lu Yao shook his head slightly, a hint of solemnity in his eyes. “I only know that his surname is Wu and that he appeared in Qingyun Sect, but Qingyun Sect doesn't know his origins either.”

“I think this person might be from another domain.”

“Another domain?”

Lu Qiancheng thought about it and felt that it was very possible.

Otherwise, such a terrifyingly strong individual couldn't have appeared out of thin air.

“Let's wait for news from Hundred Refinements Holy Land and Red Dust Holy Daughter. They lost a Saint and a Saintess, as well as a Saint Realm expert. They definitely won't let this go.”

Lu Yao shook his head and quickly left with Lu Qiancheng and the others.

...

Inn.

“Have you heard? Hundred Refinements Holy Son Chen Haoqiong and Red Dust Holy Daughter were killed!”

“No way! Who's so bold as to dare kill the Saint and Saintess of Hundred Refinements Holy Land and Red Dust Holy Sect?”

“I've heard about this too. It's been a hot topic recently. It seems to be related to the Legacy of the Heavenly Yuan Saint King in Qingyun State.”

“Red Dust Holy Daughter, such a peerless beauty, was actually killed! What a pity!”

“I heard that many admirers of Red Dust Holy Daughter are inquiring about the whereabouts of the killer, seemingly wanting to avenge Red Dust Holy Daughter. Even the Prodigies in the top ten of the sealing king list have been alarmed.”

“Tsk tsk, now there's a good show to watch again…”

In the private room, Wu Ning listened with interest to the conversations in the inn's main hall.

He hadn't expected the news to spread so quickly.

He had just arrived in East Sea City, and the news had already spread throughout East Sea City.

Didn't it spread a bit too fast?

Just then.

A group of people walked into the inn, and the main hall immediately fell silent.

The leader of this group was a woman wearing a dark green Daoist robe.

She had long, raven-black hair, like an ink-colored waterfall, cascading down her back, reaching just to her waist. A verdant jade hairpin was stuck in her hair.

Beneath her loose Daoist robe, a graceful figure was faintly visible. She possessed a noble and elegant temperament, with almond-shaped eyes, an oval face, eyebrows like a new moon, eyes like stars, and a gentle smile on her flawless white jade-like face.

Behind her, followed five or six somewhat naive-looking young boys and girls.

“Shopkeeper, we'd like a private room.”

The woman spoke effortlessly, giving off a feeling like a spring breeze.

“Mentor Muyu, please come upstairs!”

The shopkeeper humbly led the woman and her group upstairs.

The people in the main hall whispered among themselves, gazing at the woman's retreating figure, no one daring to speak too loudly.

“A mentor from Wanxiang Academy…”

Wu Ning's gaze couldn't help but linger on the woman for a moment. Her appearance was no worse than that of the Red Dust Holy Daughter, and her figure seemed to be slightly better.

Wu Ning shook his head, shaking off some unhealthy thoughts.

He ate a meal that cost twenty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones, and then, under the shopkeeper's enthusiastic farewell, he left the inn.

Afterward, Wu Ning directly brought the three to Wanxiang Academy.

Wanxiang Academy was located in the north of East Sea City, occupying roughly one percent of the entire East Sea City, and was extremely vast.

“Boss, are we going to Cultivate here from now on?”

Wu Ning directly led the three into Wanxiang Academy, the guards at the entrance unable to even see them.

“We'll probably be staying here for a long time. During this period, you should Cultivate well here.”

All three of them showed joy.

On the way here, they had heard of Wanxiang Academy's great reputation. It was a top-tier force with a Legacy spanning hundreds of thousands of years, having nurtured countless powerful experts. This place was definitely where countless young Cultivators in the East Domain yearned to be.

Those who could enter here to Cultivate were all one-in-a-million Geniuses.

Suddenly, a ripple of space appeared, and a Azure-Clad Man appeared in front of them.

“Fellow Daoist, may I ask why you have come to my Wanxiang Academy?”

The Azure-Clad Man merely glanced at Li Yuanbao and the other two, then directly ignored them.

Wu Ning looked at him and smiled, “It is rumored that Wanxiang Academy possesses a Quasi-Emperor level expert. Seeing it today, the rumors are true.”

“Fellow Daoist, did you come for me?”

A hint of solemnity appeared in the Azure-Clad Man's eyes. He couldn't see through Wu Ning's true strength, and his cultivation was likely above his.

“You're thinking too much.”

Wu Ning rolled his eyes. He wasn't some peerless beauty; he wasn't interested.

However, this guy actually had Quasi-Emperor Late Stage cultivation. He had to find an opportunity to fight him.

He was already at Quasi-Emperor Perfection, but he didn't know how strong he truly was.

This was because he had never encountered anyone worthy of his full effort. This old fellow, being at Quasi-Emperor Late Stage, should be able to force him to use half of his strength, right?

“Fellow Daoist, I want these three to enter Wanxiang Academy to Cultivate…”

Wu Ning directly stated his intention to him.

The Azure-Clad Man waved his hand directly, “A small matter. I'll have someone arrange it right away.”

He was the strongest in the Academy, and no one could defeat him, so naturally, no one dared to refute his words. Arranging for a few people was just a small matter.

However, he was wary of Wu Ning's desire to accompany them.

A Quasi-Emperor even stronger than him coming to Wanxiang Academy, he wondered what his true intentions were.

He couldn't believe that a Quasi-Emperor would truly just accompany a few Little Ones who hadn't even reached the Heavenly Palace Realm to Cultivate. Even the descendants of Great Emperors wouldn't receive such treatment, right?

A moment later.

The Azure-Clad Man instructed someone to take Li Yuanbao and the other two to handle all the affairs related to entering the Academy for Cultivation.

He, on the other hand, personally brought Wu Ning to a huge manor nestled by mountains and water. The scenery was extremely beautiful, with a large number of spiritual plants and flowers planted all around, like a sea of flowers. A gentle breeze blew, carrying the fragrance of flowers for miles.

“Fellow Daoist, this place belongs to the Academy's back mountain Forbidden Ground. No one will disturb you on weekdays. How about you live here from now on?”

“Alright.”

Wu Ning threw him a Sacred Artifact, “This is the accommodation fee.”

The Azure-Clad Man casually put it away; it was just a Sacred Artifact.

“Fellow Daoist, my name is Li Qingxuan.”

“Wu Ning.”

After Li Qingxuan left, Wu Ning carefully arranged the manor. Just as he was about to take a stroll around the Academy, he suddenly frowned.

When he left Great Jin, the token he gave to Butler Fu contained a trace of his Divine Sense, which would be triggered every time the token was used.

Now, the token had been used!