256: Isn't Meirenzhuang beautiful?

After all, what Wuxin said was not without reason.

Although he was the Young Sect Master of Beyond the Heavens, he was still just a youth under twenty years old; now that he had first entered the Jianghu, he still needed to experience growth through trials.

If he always hid under their wings, there would be no way for him to grow.

Wuxin didn't say anything more and agreed to the White-Haired Immortal's proposal.

Lei Wujie was completely dumbfounded by this dramatic scene. What was the situation? I even got my pants off, and you show me this?

My precious sword was already hungry and thirsty for battle, and it turns out you're saying this is your uncle?

Do you have to play it like this? You're making it very uncomfortable for me.

"It's over. I was thinking I could try to see how strong I am at full power, but now there's no chance." Lei Wujie had a look of utter despair on his face.

Hearing Lei Wujie's words, Tang Lian's expression became peculiar.

What is this guy thinking? Isn't it good that the trouble is resolved?

Do you really think that with your strength of having just broken through to the Grandmaster Realm, you can really deal with this great Master who had long since broken through to the Carefree Heaven Realm?

The man was just playing with you earlier, didn't you notice?

Who gave you this confidence? Your brother-in-law?

Even if it is your brother-in-law, it's impossible for him to suddenly appear and save you at this time.

"I say, can you kid settle down? Didn't you see the trouble is solved?"

"Do you still want to go up and provoke him? If you really want to fight, wait until we reach Snow Moon City, and I'll find a few Masters for you to practice with."

"At that time, I guarantee you'll enjoy a different kind of feeling," Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but scold from the side.

"Uh, that, I was just talking nonsense. Qianluo, don't talk nonsense, I don't have such thoughts." Lei Wujie smiled awkwardly at Sikong Qianluo.

"Humph... how cowardly." Sikong Qianluo looked at Lei Wujie with disdain.

Lei Wujie's face immediately turned dark, but seeing Sikong Qianluo's expression, he didn't dare to actually get angry.

Tang Lian saw this and could only palm his forehead and shake his head.

Xiao Se just looked at the two with a calm expression.

He knew that neither of their identities was simple; in his current situation, it was not enough to actively expose his identity.

Otherwise, his enemies would come knocking on his door.

Along the way, those people blocking the road weren't all coming for the golden coffin; some were also assassins coming to kill him.

It was just that because of the golden coffin matter, Lei Wujie and the others hadn't noticed anything unusual.

Now that Wuxin had appeared and resolved this trouble, it was a good thing.

"Alright, since that's the case, you guys continue your journey. I'll be leaving first."

"With this kid around, as long as it's not someone at the Spirit Wandering Heaven Realm or above who makes a move, there will be no trouble." The White-Haired Immortal looked at Wuxin with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Wuxin's performance still made him very satisfied, which also made him feel that his persistence over the years had not been in vain.

The Young Sect Master has grown up and has his own ideas; he only needed to protect him until he successfully returned to Beyond the Heavens.

Getting the White-Haired Immortal's affirmation, Lei Wujie suddenly felt like he was capable again.

He crossed his arms over his chest with a smug expression.

"Did you hear that? On this journey, you'll need this Young Master to protect you."

"You'd better have a better attitude toward me, otherwise, I won't save you when the time comes."

Seeing Lei Wujie's punchable expression, Sikong Qianluo's small face turned red with anger.

"You bastard, what did you say? Say it again if you have the guts! Do you really think this lady doesn't dare to touch you?"

"Tch, a good man doesn't fight with a woman..."

Lei Wujie stubbornly tilted his head to the side.

"Ah... bastard, I'll kill you..."

Sikong Qianluo stamped her feet in anger, and the long spear in her hand thrust directly toward Lei Wujie.

In an instant, the spear lunged like a dragon, aimed straight for little Lei Wujie.

In that moment, Lei Wujie suddenly felt a chill in his crotch; seeing Sikong Qianluo's attack, his expression changed as he dodged to the side.

"Holy crap, girl, what are you doing? Is this something you can mess around with?" Lei Wujie looked at Sikong Qianluo with a darkened face.

"Hmph, that's for your loose tongue. Today, this lady will cripple you and see if you still act smug." Sikong Qianluo's long spear swept and thrust, every move aimed at his vitals.

She chased Lei Wujie until he was jumping around, but he didn't dare to actually fight back for fear of hurting Sikong Qianluo.

Watching the two of them fooling around there, a smile appeared at the corner of Wuxin's mouth.

This kind of situation was something he had never experienced when he was at Cold Water Temple.

"Sometimes, a plain life might not necessarily not be a form of happiness," Wuxin felt a sense of emotion.

"Master Wuxin, I didn't expect that you were actually the Young Sect Master of Beyond the Heavens."

"The Devil Head they were talking about, is it you?" Tang Lian looked at Wuxin in surprise.

"Now that you know, are you going to make a move against this Little Monk?" Wuxin's face was calm, and there always seemed to be a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I have no grievance or enmity with you, why would I make a move against you?"

"Moreover, you are my 'dart.' How can an Escort Master strike his own 'dart'?" Tang Lian shook his head, not agreeing with Wuxin's words.

Wuxin didn't speak further and directly boarded the carriage.

Xiao Se looked at Wuxin, his heart very surprised by Wuxin's identity; Young Sect Master of Beyond the Heavens, this identity was not at all inferior to his own previous identity.

On this journey, no more anomalies appeared, and they traveled all the way to Sangu City, arriving at Beauty Manor.

Looking at Beauty Manor, a hint of surprise flashed in Tang Lian's heart.

Looking at the people from the Martial Forest coming and going around them, the expressions of the group became solemn.

"Everyone be careful, it's probably not safe here," Tang Lian spoke to remind them.

"Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen."

"Besides, don't we still have that White-Haired Immortal?" Lei Wujie had a look of indifference.

Tang Lian shook his head helplessly; this Lei Wujie was just a Young Master who had just entered the Jianghu and didn't know what fear was at all.

Plus, with a brother-in-law like Duan Zhengchun at the Earth Immortal Realm, it was inevitable that he would be a bit arrogant.

Xiao Se's expression didn't change; he knew Lei Wujie's personality very well.

His personality was careless, but he also had strength, and his talent in martial arts was also very strong.

Wuxin had always maintained that state of being as calm as a deep well, with a gentle smile on his face.

After the few of them walked in, Sikong Qianluo and Lei Wujie both looked at the luxurious decorations inside Beauty Manor with faces full of surprise.

"Tsk tsk... I didn't expect this place to be even more luxurious than those Flower Houses in Jiangnan."

"Look at these beauties, their dress and makeup are so bold." Lei Wujie looked at the graceful girls around them with glowing eyes.

Just after he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his ear, and then Sikong Qianluo's voice rang in his ear.

"Is it good-looking?"

"Good... ah? Not good-looking, not good-looking at all." Lei Wujie's subconscious reaction was to say it was good-looking, but he suddenly realized and immediately changed his tune.

"Humph, not a single man is any good." Sikong Qianluo gave a soft snort, still quite satisfied with Lei Wujie's reaction.

"Oh? Really? Then my brother-in-law isn't anything good either?" Lei Wujie suddenly looked at Sikong Qianluo with a weird smile at the corner of his mouth.

"How can that be the same? Prince Duan is a Dragon and phoenix among men. How can a half-baked fellow like you compare to him?" Sikong Qianluo subconsciously spoke her thoughts.

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