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After staying in Su County for a few days, Zane Wang spent his days gathering information about the Mu family.
In the end, he still found nothing.
Unable to find a single living member of the Mu family, the veteran felt deeply saddened and guilty.
It was all because of him.
“Let’s go back. No need to waste more time,” the veteran said to Oliver Sheng.
Oliver nodded. This was Da Chu, not Great Wei.
If it were Great Wei, he could have ordered the authorities to help with the search.
In Da Chu, he had no influence to openly request assistance from the government.
Leaving Su County, the group set off to return to Great Wei.
“Fairy Zixi, we are heading back to Great Wei. Do you wish to continue your travels in Da Chu?” Oliver Sheng asked the Divine Mother.
“Luo Xi, Master is taking you to the Dark Moon Palace in the north,” the Divine Mother said to Luo Xi.
“Wherever Master goes, I will follow!” Luo Xi nodded.
Her family, her parents, and all the uncles and elders in her village had been killed by bandits. She had no relatives left, only her master.
Naturally, she would follow her master wherever she went!
The six of them traveled together on their return journey.
After Oliver Sheng and his group left, news of the Sima Clan’s annihilation spread throughout Da Chu, reaching a small village in Jiangtai County, Lingzhou.
Several families with the surname Mu cried with joy upon hearing the news of the Sima Clan’s destruction.
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Jingzhou City!
Oliver Sheng and his companions were dining in a restaurant.
“This Li River Clear Fish from Jingzhou is a famous delicacy of Da Chu. Everyone, give it a try,” the veteran invited.
“Mm, delicious, truly delicious,” little Luo Xi said, her head buried in her food.
Even the Divine Mother, who usually abstained from earthly food, tasted a bit.
“Not bad. The fish contains a hint of spiritual energy and tastes exquisite. It truly is a rare delicacy,” Oliver Sheng remarked after tasting it.
Just one fish cost six hundred taels of silver, affordable only to the wealthy or noble.
“Hey, have you heard? The Sima Clan in Jinzhou was wiped out, and their Martial Saint ancestor was killed with a single punch.”
The restaurant patrons began to discuss.
“Of course, I’ve heard. The Sima Clan was a top aristocratic family.”
“To kill the Sima Clan’s Martial Saint with one punch, the attacker must be an incredibly powerful Martial Saint, perhaps even at the Great Perfection level.”
“That’s nonsense. Where did you hear that? There are fewer than five Martial Saints at the Great Perfection level in the entire world. Are you saying the one who killed the Sima Clan’s Martial Saint was the royal ancestor?”
“Brother, don’t speak recklessly. You might lose your head, and I don’t want to die either,” others quickly cautioned.
Speaking ill of the royal family could lead to extermination.
Realizing his mistake, the man quickly fell silent.
Oliver Sheng and his companions heard the discussions but remained quiet, listening intently.
“But with the Sima Clan’s fall, it benefits those other families in Jinzhou.”
“Exactly. When the Sima Clan was around, they had to bow down. Now that the Sima Clan is gone, it’s their turn to rise.”
“Have you heard? The Kunlun Daoist Sect hasn’t made a move yet. Some say they’re afraid of the Shengwu King of Great Wei.”
“Indeed, in the past, the Kunlun Daoist Sect wouldn’t tolerate such disrespect. They would have acted long ago.”
Oliver Sheng was surprised. His title had spread to Da Chu already!
It was indeed odd that the Kunlun Daoist Sect hadn’t come after him yet.
He had killed four Yang Spirits of the Kunlun Daoist Sect. How could they let it go so easily?
Could they be planning something big?
That night, the group stayed in Jingzhou City.
Oliver Sheng continuously refined the Liuli Lamp, an Ascending to Immortality Dao Tool.
After annihilating the Sima Clan and obtaining the complete Great Sun Heart Sutra, he had spent 100,000 Kill Points to comprehend it to the Martial Saint Great Perfection level two days ago.
Having exhausted his Kill Points, he no longer had enough to advance his cultivation.
If he had enough Kill Points, he could effortlessly advance his cultivation to Martial Saint Great Perfection and Yang Spirit Great Perfection.
After refining the Liuli Lamp, Oliver Sheng continued his cultivation without slacking off.
The destruction of the Sima Clan had brought him an abundance of gold, silver, jewels, various spiritual herbs, and minerals.
The Sima Clan’s accumulation over two to three hundred years was indeed vast.
The next morning, the group continued their journey, sailing upstream.
Upon reaching Sword Gate Gorge, Luo Xi was astonished by the breathtaking scenery.
Even Zane Wang and Wang Zhan, seeing it for the second time, were still in awe.
At that moment, a Taoist stood on the river, walking on water.
Everyone on the boat saw him.
“Dad, is that an immortal? He’s walking on water!” a little boy shouted.
“That’s an immortal from Dragon and Tiger Mountain. Don’t shout,” the boy’s father scolded.
The people on the boat recognized the Taoist’s attire as that of an immortal from Dragon and Tiger Mountain.
“Greetings to the immortal from Dragon and Tiger Mountain,” the people on the boat respectfully bowed to the Taoist on the river.
Oliver Sheng and the Divine Mother observed the Taoist, understanding his identity at a glance.
The Divine Mother became more cautious, recognizing him as a Yang Spirit of the Daoist sect.
The Taoist’s gaze fell on Oliver Sheng and the Divine Mother.
Zhang Xuantong, observing Oliver Sheng’s powerful aura and murderous intent, had a guess about his identity.
In a flash, he appeared on the boat.
“Greetings to the immortal from Dragon and Tiger Mountain,” the people on the boat respectfully bowed.
It was clear that Dragon and Tiger Mountain had a good reputation in Da Chu.
“No need for formalities,” Zhang Xuantong said, waving his horsetail whisk.
The people on the boat felt a refreshing breeze, their bodies lighter, and even their ailments seemed to vanish.
Zhang Xuantong turned to Oliver Sheng with a slight smile.
“Zhang Xuantong from Dragon and Tiger Mountain greets the Shengwu King.”
The people on the boat were stunned. Shengwu King? Which Shengwu King?
“Oh, you know me?” Oliver Sheng was surprised that the Taoist recognized him.
He didn’t recall knowing this Taoist.
“I guessed,” Zhang Xuantong replied with a smile.
“Guessed?”
This old Taoist could guess his identity with just a glance?
“The aura around you is unique. I know all the Martial Saints in Da Chu. With such a powerful murderous aura, you must have a military background. And such a young Martial Saint, there is only one famous Shengwu King in the world,” Zhang Xuantong explained with a smile.
Oliver Sheng was skeptical of Zhang Xuantong’s explanation.
The people on the boat finally realized that the young, handsome man was a Martial Saint, the Shengwu King of Great Wei, who had slain four Yang Spirits of Kunlun and was renowned throughout the world.
They couldn’t believe that this Martial Saint of Great Wei was in Da Chu!
“What business do you have with me?” Oliver Sheng asked.
He didn’t believe this was a mere coincidence.
Zhang Xuantong casually set up a barrier to prevent their conversation from being overheard.
“Passing through, I happened to see the Shengwu King and couldn’t resist coming over to make your acquaintance,” Zhang Xuantong said.
“Oh, really?” Oliver Sheng replied indifferently.
Did he think Oliver was a thirteen-year-old child?
A Yang Spirit, not in seclusion, just happened to pass by? How could it be such a coincidence?
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