Chapter 507: Request
Seeing the smile, Zhen Yuan looked around with wary eyes.
Li Wenqiang, Yin Shi, and the others had received priceless treasures.
However, their treasures were useful to one person while Shen Xu’s could be the trump card of a major sect.
After all, with the fusang tree, fire spiritual root cultivators could achieve ten times the result with one-tenth of the effort, while fires could not only advance but also raise their rank to some extent.
Considering this, the fusang tree was a strategic treasure, while others were personal treasures.
’This is going to be troublesome.’ Zhen Yuan thought, but he wasn’t worried.
After storing his gift, Shen Xu stepped aside but didn’t leave the monument.
Instead, he stood aside, watching as Zhen Yuan placed his hand on the wishing stone.
A moment later, he sighed and shook his head with a resigned expression.
’As expected.’ He thought.
Unlike other times, silver writing did not appear when Zhen Yuan touched the wishing stone.
Instead, the stone hummed in delight, and three boxes flew to the man’s hands.
"Blatant favouritism." Shen Xu muttered, but he was happy for Zhen Yuan.
After all, the wishing stone had given him an invaluable treasure, and Zhen Yuan’s could only be better and never worse.
’I can’t wait to know what he got.’ He thought, looking at the blank monument, but didn’t ask Zhen Yuan to check the contents right away.
[Put them away.] He reminded, already sensing the changing atmosphere.
"Stop." A voice resounded, and a crushing pressure descended on the surroundings.
Unfortunately, Zhen Yuan had never been afraid of qi pressure and sneered while putting the three boxes away.
"Daoist friend, are you provoking me?" He asked and released his qi pressure to counter the opponent.
"You are a tribulation transcending realm cultivator?" A voice asked, sounding a little hesitant and surprised.
However, Zhen Yuan was not in the mood to indulge a stranger, so he sneered and spoke.
"This is my first and final warning." He said, his voice laced with a trace of murderous intent.
Hearing this, the hidden opponent hesitated and retracted his qi pressure.
On one hand, he was wary about fighting in Tianji City and on the other, the opponent’s qi pressure was more intimidating than his own.
Realising this, he chose to retreat and confront the group again when his reinforcements arrived.
"Fellow Daoist." Another voice sounded, and Zhen Yuan turned to see a female cultivator walking beside a male cultivator.
At a glance, both were tribulation transcending realm cultivators, but their aura was less than Shen Xu’s or anyone’s in the family.
"Do the fellow Daoists need something?" Shen Xu asked.
"I would like to invite the fellow Daoists for tea at the Orchid Pavilion." The female cultivator said, pointing at a nearby teahouse.
Hearing this, Zhen Yuan and Shen Xu exchanged a glance.
[Ayuan, should we go?] Shen Xu asked.
After all, they had planned to leave the city as soon as they received their gifts from the wishing stone.
[Mmh.] Zhen Yuan replied with a distracted expression.
[What’s wrong?] The double asked.
[The female cultivator is carrying a destined treasure.] The man said, and Shen Xu couldn’t help but be shocked.
[Whose destined treasure?] He asked.
[Yours.] Zhen Yuan said and took Shen Xu’s hand, following Wu Ziyan and Lu Yang to the teahouse.
The Orchid Pavilion was an elegant teahouse with beautiful orchids, flowing streams, and small bridges.
It was picturesque, and everything about it exuded beauty and serenity.
After arriving, a servant led the group to a private room and took their orders before leaving the room.
"My name is Wu Ziyan, the city lord’s only disciple." Wu Ziyan introduced herself and then turned to Lu Yang.
"This fellow Daoist is Lu Yang, the youngest son of Tianji city’s Lu family." She said, and Lu Yang nodded.
Hearing the introduction, Shen Xu chuckled and dispelled his disguise.
"I am Shen Xu." He said and waited for the others to remove their disguises before introducing them.
"Fellow Daoist Wu seems to have been waiting for us." The double continued, and Wu Ziyan nodded.
Just like Shen Xu didn’t feel the need to keep their disguise when their identity had already been exposed, Wu Ziyan didn’t think of trying to deceive them when her motives had already been exposed.
"I wish to follow fellow Daoist Shen and fellow Daoist Zhen when we enter the Xuanwu secret realm." Wu Ziyan said, and Shen Xu couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
"Why?" He asked, although he already suspected the answer.
"The Xuanwu secret realm has three treasures: the sacred places, the cause-and-effect pools, and the nine-colour star fruits." Wu Ziyan started and quickly continued.
"However, finding good opportunities relies more on luck than effort." She said, and Shen Xu chuckled, but soon narrowed his eyes.
"You want to take advantage of us?" He asked, and Wu Ziyan nodded without averting her eyes.
At the same time, she removed a box from her storage ring and pushed it across the table.
"I am a divination master and can promise that brother Yang and I have never done anything to anger the heavens and earth. Bringing us along will not affect your luck." She said and continued.
"This box will be our compensation if you agree to bring us along." She said.
Shen Xu tilted his head when he heard this.
However, he didn’t have time to think about it because Zhen Yuan took the box and directly put it in the space.
"We agree." The man said.
"You agree?" Wu Ziyan asked in a shocked voice, as if she hadn’t expected such a smooth transaction.
"Everyone will be teleported to the same place in the Xuanwu secret realm. Let’s meet there." Zhen Yuan said, and Wu Ziyan nodded.
"Do we need to draw a contract?" Shen Xu asked, but Wu Ziyan shook her head.
"That’s not necessary." She said, and Shen Xu raised an eyebrow but didn’t ask.
After all, Wu Ziyan was a divination master, and something she had foreseen must have convinced her that a contract was not necessary when dealing with the couple.
With the important business out of the way, everyone relaxed and enjoyed tea while chatting like old friends.
However, just when they were about to leave the private box, Shen Xu thought of something and squeezed Zhen Yuan’s hand.
[Ayuan, I have an idea.] He transmitted.
