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In the deepest part of the Pangu Palace Moon Palace Wonderland, in the palace built specifically for Kong Xuan, the air was still filled with an extremely rich lingering aura of the Yin-Yang principles.

On the extremely spacious and luxurious fine fox fur couch, Kong Xuan, who was usually so arrogant that he could look down on people, was now completely subdued.

She lay limply against Lin Xuan's strong chest, her fair cheeks flushed with obvious satisfaction. Her thick black hair cascaded down her back, and she was as docile as a large, well-behaved peacock with its feathers plucked.

"You... you're only relying on your higher cultivation level than me. If it were back in the Undying Volcano, I would have wiped you out with the Five-Colored Divine Light long ago." Kong Xuan stretched out her fair fingers and drew circles on Lin Xuan's chest with extreme weakness, while still habitually being stubborn.

"Alright, stop bragging to me. I don't know who was crying and begging me not to stop just now." Lin Xuan didn't tolerate her arrogance at all, and roughly pinched her slender waist, causing Kong Xuan to let out an extremely tingling moan.

Lin Xuan nimbly rolled over and got up from the soft couch.

He casually grabbed a white modern short-sleeved shirt draped over the screen next to him and put it on, then stomped his big feet into a pair of extremely flashy flip-flops.

"You stay in the palace and consolidate the Five Elements Laws you just absorbed. I still need to go to Chaoge City today to inspect how those newly recruited martial arts students are doing in their training," Lin Xuan casually instructed.

Kong Xuan obediently buried half her face in the blanket and hummed in agreement. If those powerful beings of the prehistoric world were to see the daughter of the dignified Yuan Feng in such a timid state, they would gouge out their eyes and stomp on them.

Lin Xuan opened the palace gate with a refreshed expression, strode out of the barrier, tore through space, and headed straight for Chaoge City of the Great Shang Dynasty.

At this moment, outside the south gate of Chaoge, the capital of the Great Shang Dynasty, a long, winding "Chaoge Highway No. 1," paved with top-grade bluestone slabs mixed with runic cement, was teeming with people. The Great Shang Dynasty was currently at the height of its fortune, overflowing with wealth, and rogue cultivators and immortals from all over the land were vying to squeeze into Chaoge City to make a living.

On the very edge of this bustling crowd, a striking figure was slowly making its way toward the city gate.

This is a young woman with an extremely beautiful figure.

To be precise, her aura was a blend of girlish innocence and the refined charm of an ancient, pure young woman. Her long hair was casually tied back with a broken wooden hairpin, and the plain-colored long dress she wore, which should have been made of exquisite material, was now not only faded from washing but also covered with seven or eight rough patches.

What is most striking is that on the top of her head, there are two extremely warm and smooth jade-colored horns.

This woman was none other than Yu Qilin Linzhi, the only surviving direct descendant princess of the Qilin clan, one of the three ancient divine clans that had fallen on hard times and was now unable to afford even food.

Lin Zhi was covered in sweat, and her fair cheeks were flushed red from the sun.

Her slender arms were struggling to pull two large, tattered burlap sacks. The sacks were incredibly heavy, dragging along the smooth cement road with a screeching, grating sound.

This place is filled with top-grade chalcedony ore, painstakingly extracted piece by piece from the dead veins beneath the Kunlun Mountains. This is the last remaining possession of the entire Qilin clan, gathered by selling everything they own.

"The Great Shang Holy Father is willing to accept even the demon race and the Asura race. Our Qilin race is born with auspiciousness. As long as I am willing to work hard, I will definitely be able to find a job here, such as washing dishes or farming."

Lin Zhi bit her pale lips, constantly encouraging herself in her heart.

She was so poor that last night, when she passed by a wild fruit grove, she almost used her life-bound auspicious energy to fight with three wild monkeys for two rotten fruits.

Just as Lin Zhi, dragging her sack, finally reached the city gate and was about to blend into the city with the crowd, she was about to enter.

"Stop. You over there with horns on your head, put down the sack and submit to inspection." A childish voice, extremely rigid and devoid of any emotion, suddenly rang in Lin Zhi's ears.

Lin Zhi was startled and looked up.

On the large stone pier in the very center of the city gate, three extremely arrogant little brats were sitting, seemingly out of nowhere.

The little boy sitting in the very center wore a well-fitting moon-white robe, and sported a pair of pretentious glasses perched on his nose. He was rapidly scribbling through a thick jade ledger. He was none other than Lin Ze, the treasurer of the Pangu Palace.

To Lin Ze's left, Lin Xi, with two topknots, was idly tossing a winged copper coin while staring intently at Lin Zhi's tattered sack.

On the right, perched atop the stone lion, was a small monkey covered in golden fur. Lin Dasheng, carrying his dark, black golden cudgel, whistled with extreme smugness.

These three little devils are on duty today to patrol the south gate. Anyone who looks unfamiliar will not escape the God of Wealth group's looting.

"Young masters, I am a wandering cultivator who came to the Great Shang Dynasty to visit relatives and seek employment. My sack is filled with nothing but worthless stones."

When Lin Zhi saw the three infants dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, with even the soles of their shoes inlaid with top-grade spirit stones, her deep-seated inferiority complex instantly surged up. She nervously hid the two tattered sacks behind her back, afraid of being laughed at by others.

Lin Ze didn't buy it at all. He pushed up his glasses on his nose with extreme indifference, and his gaze locked onto the two jade horns on Lin Zhi's head with extreme precision.