Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 91 This Woman Is Not Simple

This woman was Ziye who had met Wang Chong in the underground imitation market. She did not expect to appear here. It seemed that her identity was not simple.

Facing Wang Chong's almost questioning tone, Fairy Ziye giggled, and instead of rushing to answer, she asked, "Fellow Daoist hasn't answered the little girl's question yet, what do you think of the arrangement on the third floor?"

Wang Chong frowned slightly when he heard this, but he still looked around seriously for a week. After thinking for a while, he said softly, "The decoration is very elegant, but if the owner of the decoration is Ziye Fairy, it will be different."

"Oh? What's the difference?" Ziye's beautiful eyes moved, revealing an expression of interest. The body sitting on the chair leaned forward slightly, and a piece of snow-white body leaked out, but Wang Chong turned his gaze elsewhere to avoid embarrassment.

"Although I'm not familiar with Fairy Ziye, I think that Fairy's heart is not in the mundane world, so I don't think she even cares about the forces behind me?" After finishing speaking, Wang Chong gave the other party a meaningful look.

Last time, he felt that this woman was not simple. Although she was a daughter, she had great ambitions, and he asserted that she would definitely stir up the world in the future.

Ziye, who was still smiling at first, closed her eyes slightly after hearing Wang Chong's words, and blinked to conceal the strange emotion deep in her eyes. Just kidding, the power behind me? It’s just an ordinary cultivator family in Zhao State, what is it compared to the four major sects of cultivation?”

When the other party mentioned the four major sects of cultivation, it seemed to be implying something, but Wang Chong was not surprised at all. Presumably, his identity as a disciple of the Thunder Fire Sect had already been known by the other party. If that was the case, there was no need to worry about it.

Seeing that the other party didn't admit anything, Wang Chong didn't delve into this issue any further. Now that he thought about it carefully, he probably guessed how the other party knew his identity.

"Is it because of that piece of black gold?"

That piece of Wuzi Gold was exchanged at a small trade fair in the underground imitation market. I am afraid that it had been investigated clearly when he left the underground imitation market, but Wang Chong was still a little puzzled. I have sacrificially practiced it myself, how could the other party recognize it?

"The fairy hasn't answered my question yet. How did you know my identity? Could it be the piece of black gold?"

At this moment, Ziye had no intention of continuing to chat with Wang Chong, she glanced at Wang Chong with her charming eyes, and said lightly, "It's nothing, it's just a woman's intuition."

For such an answer, Wang Chong didn't agree with it at all, but the other party obviously didn't intend to answer him, and then stopped talking.

In the empty lobby on the third floor, two people were sitting next to each other. One was a charming and charming woman, while the other was an indifferent and charming young man. The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward.

It didn't take long, and there was a sound of footsteps at the stairs. Wang Chong glanced at Ziye, and found that the other person was only looking at the scenery outside the window, and seemed to have no interest in it.

"Fellow Taoist, I kept you waiting for so long." The old man in front of the counter on the first floor who was dressed as a shopkeeper smiled and said to Wang Chong, and then bowed slightly to Ziye with a slightly respectful expression.

Wang Chong nodded slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the two long boxes in the opponent's hand, one big and one small.

"This is the spirit weapon entrusted by fellow daoist. It has already been refined, and please check and accept it." Seemingly seeing what Wang Chong was thinking, the old man chuckled, and then placed the two boxes in front of Wang Chong.

Wang Chong didn't check it immediately. Instead, he waved his sleeves and put the two boxes into the storage bag. This move obviously exceeded the old man's expectations. Even Ziye, who had been watching the scenery outside the window, was shocked. There was also a slight difference.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you want to take a look?" the old man said unwillingly.

"It's nothing to look at. I still trust your visit's ability. I think I won't be disappointed by the power of these two spiritual weapons." Wang Chong glanced at Ziye meaningfully. opened the mouth.

Although she didn't speak, Ziye's gaze changed slightly when she looked at Wang Chong, as if she wanted to see through the young man in front of her.

The old man laughed dryly when he heard the words, and then said some polite words before sending Wang Chong away.

Not long after Wang Chong left, the old man returned to the lobby on the third floor, and said respectfully, "Miss, that kid has already left."

"En, I see." Standing in front of the attic window, Ziye said softly, but her gaze was looking at the direction Wang Chong was away from, extending to the horizon, not only looking at people, but also looking at the sky.

"Miss, master..." He seemed to be hesitant, and the old man seemed hesitant to speak.

Ziye Dai frowned lightly, a cold look flashed in her eyes, she waved her hands, and said nothing, but the old man could only lean forward and leave when the figure disappeared, finally there was a sigh.

After dismissing the old man, Ziye looked at the direction Wang Chong was leaving again. A complicated look gradually appeared in her eyes, but in the end it turned into a sigh.

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In the depths of the jungle, Wang Chong's speed was fast, but his palms were still stuck to the storage bag at his waist. To be honest, he really wanted to take out the two boxes containing the spiritual artifacts right now, but he couldn't. Knowing why, he always felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him, and finally resisted the impulsive thoughts in his heart, and returned to the Thunder Fire Sect.

After rushing into the cave, Wang Chong tried his best to calm down his emotions, took a light breath, and slowly, the previous impulse dissipated.

"Ziye? Which cultivator family does it belong to? Does Zhao really have a cultivator family named Zi?" Wang Chong's faint voice came from inside the cave.

Every time we meet, this woman can always give him a feeling of mastering everything, as if she is high above and unpredictable. He understands that there are actually some differences between the charming and real Ziye at the auction before. , although this is only his intuition.

"This woman is not simple..."

After muttering something, Wang Chong slapped the storage bag suddenly, and finally took out two long boxes containing spirit weapons. Although the boxes were not of much value, they were engraved with simple seals. The role of force.

The fingers were slightly bent into grips, and a suction force suddenly burst out from the palm, and the palm-sized long box fell into the hand.

"Wu Zijin, I don't know if they have forged the corresponding spirit weapon according to my request." Wang Chong said softly, and then gently opened the lid.

The golden light flashed slightly, but no spiritual pressure was released. Wang Chong was not worried but happy. It seemed that the other party had really put in some effort in this regard.

Opening the long box, several sharp golden needles lay in it, but there was no spiritual pressure fluctuation that a spiritual weapon should have.

(End of this chapter)