169: Wang Xuanba: Hey! You old immortal!

[Event Name: Wang Xuanba sets foot in Remnant Old Village and is appreciated by several Primordial Era powerhouses.]

[Location: North Sea·Extreme North Land]

[Event Summary: In the desolate Extreme North Land, there exists a small village with only a dozen or so people. Everyone here is a Primordial Era powerhouse who miraculously survived the Great Primordial War.]

[They live in seclusion here to protect the secret of Remnant Old Village, and have set up formations outside the village that even Immortal Lords cannot detect, preventing the outside world from discovering it.]

[But Wang Xuanba, for some unknown reason, successfully walked in.]

[These Primordial Era powerhouses were greatly surprised. After some understanding, they discovered that this Wang Xuanba had a great connection with their old Master.]

[Thus, after verification at the Divine Temple in the village, they confirmed Wang Xuanba's identity - he is indeed the descendant of the old Master, "Wang Tian Ce".]

[Although they didn't know why he was still alive at such a young age, the powerhouses were already overjoyed.]

[They decided that each of them would be Wang Xuanba's Master, and pass down all their unique cultivation techniques, cultivation essentials, peerless divine weapons, etc., to him!]

This event is very simple.

To summarize in one sentence: The powerhouses of Wind Snow Remnant Old Village confirmed Wang Xuanba's identity and began teaching him without reservation.

Lin Sheng was still thinking about how to interfere with this event.

The fantastical light screen slowly unfolded before his eyes.

[Beep! Officially entering the event!]

The scene was a world of ice and snow, with cold wind blowing snowflakes dancing in the air.

A young man, draped in animal hide, about two meters tall with a burly physique but a refined face, was seen stumbling through the wind and snow.

The perspective zoomed out.

It could be clearly seen that just tens of meters ahead of him, there was a simple village built with wood.

Half of the village was already buried in the swirling snow, looking desolate and lonely, as if it had long been uninhabited.

But when this tall young man reached the front of the small village.

Several old people dressed in gray cloth and hemp clothing suddenly appeared at the village entrance.

Seeing that the young man actually walked into the formation without any hindrance, their faces all showed several points of doubt.

"This young man can actually walk into our formation?"

"Looking at his bone age, he should be around fifteen years old. Unexpectedly, he is already a True Immortal!? Hiss—what an outstanding young man."

"Hmm? His appearance... is somewhat similar to the old Master when he was a child."

As the old men spoke, this tall young man had already walked to within just five meters of them.

[Life Choice Triggered!]

"Hmm!?"

On Tianyun Mountain, Lin Sheng, who was leisurely sipping warm clear tea, showed surprise in his eyes.

These two sides had just met, and a choice was already triggered?

So fast.

[You are walking in the heavy snow and inadvertently discovered a small village ahead. You also saw several old men chatting idly at the entrance.]

[You feel suspicious and decide—]

[A: Ignore them and keep walking.]

[B: Feeling curious, approach these old people with a polite and respectful attitude.]

[C: Feeling curious, approach these old people with a vulgar and rude attitude.]

[D: Immediately return the way you came.]

C.

"Hey!"

Wang Xuanba stopped in his tracks and raised his head, shouting at the old men a few meters away: "Hey! You old geezers, where is this place?"

Hearing this.

The Primordial Era powerhouses of Wind Snow Remnant Old Village were all stunned.

Huh?

Old geezers?

The first sentence from this unfamiliar young man gave many Primordial Era powerhouses who were secretly observing and even curious from inside the village a rather bad first impression.

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Among the old men at the village entrance, a one-armed old man with a wooden staff, hunching his back, walked forward tremblingly, with a hint of gentleness on his face: "Little friend, where are you from? How did you get here?"

His name is Wang Zhen, originally the First Sword Saint of the Primordial Era, whose peak cultivation reached the Ninth Level of Immortal Venerable.

Having lost an arm and declined to the present, his cultivation has dropped to the Seventh Level of Immortal Venerable. He is the "leader" among this group of old people, and can barely be considered the Village Chief.

"Little friend?"

Wang Xuanba frowned, clearly not very satisfied with this address.

However, being magnanimous, he didn't intend to dwell on this point. Instead, he crossed his arms, showing dissatisfaction: "Hey, hey, hey, I asked you first, shouldn't you answer me first?"

His gaze swept over the old men in front of him, and he heartlessly sneered: "Hey, let me tell you, you're all so disabled, why don't you die sooner and keep clinging to life here?"

"I really can't understand."

Wang Zhen's expression stiffened.

Behind him, Golden Needle Granny Xu Yijun, who was blind but straightforward, her face suddenly turned cold. She snorted and said bluntly: "Such an ignorant little brat, in my time, he would have long been sold to some demonic sect and become an experimental subject."

"Old man Wang, kill him. Just treat it as stepping on another ant."

The other disabled old men didn't say much, their expressions calm as if they didn't take the other party's words to heart.

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"Calm down, calm down."

Wang Zhen turned back and smiled slightly at Golden Needle Granny: "How old are you? Why bother getting angry with a child who's only a dozen years old..."

As soon as these words were spoken.

Golden Needle Granny hadn't calmed down yet, when Wang Xuanba started speaking sarcastically: "That's right, no matter how young I am, at least I'm complete."

"You young man! How can you speak like this..."

"So what? I speak like this, what can you do about it?"

"You...!"

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Even with Wang Zhen's good temper, he was a bit angry at this moment.

However, he still knew what was more important.

So, while suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, he asked relatively gently: "What is your name, who were your ancestors? Why were you able to walk into this formation?"

[The leading old man is asking about your origin, unclear of his intentions, so you decide—]

[A: Answer truthfully.]

[B: Refuse to answer and turn around to leave.]

[C: Deliberately conceal and start making things up.]

[D: Talk nonsense and contradict yourself.]

"For Wang Xuanba, if he answers correctly, it's a great opportunity... So, let's deliberately conceal it."

Lin Sheng chose C for him!

As seen in the picture.

Wang Xuanba crossed his arms, raised an eyebrow, and showed disdain: "What standing do you have? Are you even worthy of asking my identity?"

"I... am the Village Chief here."

Wang Zhen quickly pulled back Golden Needle Granny who was beside him, wanting to rush out and kill the other party again.

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"Village Chief, huh... Then I might as well tell you. You group of disabled people better listen up... No, some of you might not be able to hear even if you perk up your ears, hahaha."

The wind and snow around Wind Snow Remnant Old Village seemed to pause for an instant, then immediately resumed the next instant.

Before the other party even got to the main point, Wang Zhen's face had already turned a bit ugly.

"I..."

Wang Xuanba wouldn't foolishly reveal his real information in front of strangers, so his heart stirred, and he said a fake name: "Surname Zhou, single name Xiong, called Zhou Xiong."