After the Skyfall

Chapter 695: The Cultivation of a Merchant

now.

The City Lord’s Mansion of Shenmu City.

This is the closest place to the sacred tree. The sacred tree that blocks out the sun is as bright as gold. The light that falls down gathers together and illuminates every inch of land here.

Everything they saw was golden. The light here was too dazzling, as if they were close to the sun. Ordinary soldiers could not stay in the City Lord's Mansion for long, because the power of the sacred tree would defeat those weak people.

Only those who are descended from the sacred tree and warriors whose blood flows like the sacred tree can walk freely here without worrying about being hurt by the light of the sacred tree. And if these warriors have patterns like golden leaves on their bodies, it is a symbol of supreme glory.

Because this is the direct lineage of the divine blood of the sacred tree.

But today.

A powerful strange beast pulled a carriage covered with golden leaves and ran quickly on the wide road in the city lord's mansion.

The golden leaves on the carriage can block the damage from the light of the sacred tree. Even ordinary people can travel on this special land, but riding in a carriage covered with golden leaves requires a very noble status.

But today is an exception.

Because the person sitting in the carriage was just an ordinary merchant from Shenmu City.

“Don’t try to open the screen to see outside. The light of the sacred tree will instantly blind your eyes and burn your body. This is not just the City Lord’s Mansion, but also the most sacred place of the sacred tree lineage.”

There was an old man in the carriage. He was wearing a coat made of animal skin, with a hunched body and a golden leaf stuck in his messy hair. It was a leaf growing on a sacred tree, and the old man was using it as decoration.

"Lord Musang, thank you for your reminder. It is thanks to your introduction that I can enter this sacred and noble City Lord's Mansion and meet the wise men of the Shenmu lineage." Xiu Xiang said very respectfully.

The old man named Musang Gong said calmly, "I am also a descendant of the Shenmu lineage. Although the golden blood of my ancestors no longer flows in my body, I will do anything to help the Shenmu lineage reproduce and pass on its legacy. Although you are just a small merchant, you have saved two mountain master-level Shenmu blood warriors. For such a great favor, both I and the wise men of the Shenmu lineage will reward you generously."

"With Mu Sanggong's words, my heart is at peace," Xiu Xiang said.

Lord Musang nodded slightly and said, "Wait until the car stops in the shade before you get off. Avoid the place covered by the light of the sacred tree. This time I will help you get the benefits you deserve, not because of my promise, but because I want other business owners to see that rescuing warriors of the sacred tree lineage will bring surprising rewards. Only in this way can the sacred tree family be better passed on."

"I hope the wise men of the Shenmu lineage can also understand this truth." Xiu Xiang said calmly.

soon.

The strange beast pulled the carriage into a hall.

This hall blocks the light of the sacred tree, so people no longer have to worry about being burned by the light.

And here.

Several elders from the Shenmu lineage were already waiting here. They had heard about Mu Xi, Mu Tuo, and Mu Shu. They had encountered a disaster on the road and their bodies were nowhere to be found. They didn’t even know who their enemies were.

Now a merchant leader has appeared in Shenmu City with the injured Mutuo and Mu Shu, making them eager to see them.

Duke Musang and Lord Shang Xiuxiang got off the carriage.

The two of them looked around and finally stopped their gaze in the middle of the ancient hall, where sat an old man with a strong figure but white hair and beard. Although the old man was old, he was still in amazing physical shape, and there were golden leaf-like patterns on his skin.

Obviously this is an old warrior, and a direct descendant of divine blood.

"Lord Musang, you should know me. I am the most senior descendant of the divine blood of the sacred tree lineage. You can call me Mu Wu." The old divine blood warrior spoke.

"Greetings, High Priest." Mr. Musang's face immediately turned stern and he hurriedly said respectfully.

The Wood Witch is the high priest of the sacred tree lineage and his status is very noble.

"Greetings, the high priest." Shang Zhu Xiuxiang on the side also said immediately.

Mu Wu said, "Mr. Mu Sang, I heard that the merchant beside you brought two injured God Blood Warriors to my Shenmu lineage?"

"Yes." Lord Musang said, "He is the Shang Lord Xiuxiang. According to his description, they should be Mu Tuo, a direct descendant of the Divine Blood, and Mu Shu, a Divine Blood warrior."

Mu Wu then turned his gaze to Xiu Xiang: "I, the Shenmu lineage, will remember your kindness. Please send Mu Tuo and Mu Shu here, they are injured and need treatment. I don't want to see them die from their injuries, nor do I want to see their divine blood shed and they can no longer become divine blood warriors."

Xiu Xiang was stunned for a moment, because the Wood Witch High Priest did not mention anything about a generous reward. Instead, his tone revealed a command, wanting him to hand over the two injured Divine Blood Warriors himself.

Is this the arrogance of having divine blood?
But he had promised Dayi that he would bring back enough leaves of the sacred tree. If he couldn't do that, he would rather lose his life here.

Xiu Xiang immediately said: "High Priest, I am a merchant. Merchants are concerned with buying and selling. I have these two rare goods, which are very beautiful. I wonder what kind of reward the High Priest is willing to pay for these two rare goods of mine?" As soon as these words came out.

A loud shout came from behind the hall: "How dare you, humble merchant, treat our God Blood Warriors as commodities. Are you humiliating our God Tree lineage? Don't you want your head anymore?"

"High Priest, please allow me to kill this merchant and let others know the price of insulting our sacred tree lineage."

"This merchant is so weak that he can't possibly save Mu Tuo and Mu Shu. He must be deceiving us and wants to take advantage of this opportunity to get rewards. Don't believe him."

Indignant voices rang out one after another, and a solemn and murderous atmosphere filled the air.

The originally dim hall was now lit up with brilliant golden light.

This is the angry divine blood warrior of the Shenmu lineage.

The anger alone seemed to be enough to burn Xiu Xiang to death.

But Xiu Xiang knew the danger of this trip, so he was not afraid. Instead, he held his head high and looked at the high priest Mu Wu, and said again: "If the high priest is unwilling to buy the two rare goods in my hand, then I will have to find another buyer. Of course, you can also kill me here. As you said, I am just a humble merchant, but you will never find those two God Blood Warriors again."

"Are you threatening our Shenmu lineage?" A young and powerful warrior, shirtless and carrying a long spear made of red gold, strode towards us, exuding an aura like the scorching sun.

The skin on his body, which seemed to be cast in pure gold, was covered with dense lines that looked like golden leaves.

Obviously, this is a divine blood warrior with extraordinary strength.

"Stop, you can't kill a merchant. Do you want the Shenmu lineage to be abandoned by merchant leaders all over the world? Do you want the Shenmu lineage to lose two Divine Blood warriors because of a little money? One of them is a direct descendant of the Divine Blood." Lord Musang on the side immediately scolded.

Because he felt the terrifying murderous intent emanating from this powerful divine blood warrior.

He was afraid that the other party would swing his long spear and chop off Xiu Xiang's head.

Although that would feel good for a while, it would cause the Shenmu lineage to fall into an irretrievable situation, and he would not allow that to happen.

"Your ancestors once had the blood of the sacred tree flowing in their veins, yet you are now speaking for a lowly merchant?" The powerful sacred-blood warrior stared at Lord Musang with murderous intent.

Musang Gong said: "I am not speaking for the merchant, but for the future of the Shenmu lineage. High Priest, as a wise man of the Shenmu lineage, you should understand what I mean."

He knew that the reason why the high priest did not stop all this was to intimidate the merchant leader.

It would be best if the merchant could not withstand the pressure and threats and handed over Mu Tuo and Mu Shu.

"Mu Yan, come back. Lord Mu Sang is right. Don't kill a merchant without any reason. This will only bring trouble. Besides, the other party sent two divine blood warriors from our clan. We should repay them." Mu Wu, the high priest, spoke slowly at this moment.

"promise."

At this time, the powerful warrior reluctantly retreated with the long spear made of red gold.

But his eyes still emitted a divine light, staring at Xiu Xiang, as if he would suddenly jump up and kill him again in the next moment.

Xiu Xiang's whole body was tense and he felt endless pressure, but his cultivation as a businessman prevented him from giving in and instead he insisted on making this deal.

"Mr. Merchant, since you have chosen to give up the kindness of the sacred tree and ask for a reward, I will naturally not refuse. However, your behavior is undoubtedly like picking up a stone and losing a gem." The high priest Mu Wu said again.

Xiu Xiang said, "I am just a merchant. Favors are not within the scope of business. I hope these two divine blood warriors can bring me enough divine tree leaves."

"So you are coveting the leaves from our sacred tree. As a merchant, your vision and greed are qualified." Mu Wu said, "I can give you 100 leaves from the sacred tree as a reward. What do you think?"

“A divine blood warrior and a direct descendant of the divine blood, are they only worth one hundred divine tree leaves? If other mountain masters knew about this price, no one would rescue the warriors of your divine tree lineage anymore.”

"I would rather sell the direct descendant of the divine blood to other mountain masters. I believe they will be very interested in the divine blood of the sacred tree lineage."

He said it bluntly.

The meaning is very clear, the direct descendants of divine blood can reproduce offspring.

As long as it is used properly.

It is possible that there will be another group of warriors from the Shenmu lineage in the future.

(End of this chapter)