Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

"You're getting better and better at talking."

Su Chen walked slowly into the house with his hands behind his back.

Pushing open the door, I found that the calming incense in the room had long since burned out, leaving only a faint aftertaste.

"Speak."

Su Chen sat down in the rosewood chair.

"Is there any good way for me to make contact with high-level cultivators in Xingluo?"

Wang Mei followed her into the house and stood to one side.

Upon hearing this, her delicate hands, hidden beneath her gauze skirt, unconsciously covered her lips.

He seemed to want to laugh, but he managed to hold it back.

"Owner."

"If Wang Mei tells the truth, please don't be angry, Master."

At this moment, Wang Mei looked more playful.

She was neither as restrained as when she was a lowly slave, nor as arrogant as she once was.

Su Chen raised his chin, signaling her to continue.

"That is... to fight."

Wang Mei blinked.

"Xingluo has quite a few merchant guilds in the city."

"But in those chambers of commerce, the people in charge are at most at the Nascent Soul stage."

"Master, if you wish to see the higher-ups of Star Luo..."

"Isn't that simple?"

"Just fight your way through."

"Once those merchant guilds couldn't withstand the onslaught, the big shots from Xingluo naturally emerged."

At this point, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, her hand covering her lips.

"However..."

"I'm afraid that by then, you won't have seen the person yet."

"Then let's take Wang Mei with us and die together."

These words were, of course, spoken with a hint of joking.

This Tian Shu Star City was originally the old lair of Xing Luo.

If we really have to fight our way up like this, it would be a miracle if we could even get out of this city alive.

Even the Starry Sky Dao Sect, after all these years, has never dared to openly attack the people of Star Luo.

Wang Mei was just saying it casually, just to make a joke.

To everyone's surprise, Su Chen's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"Great idea!"

"There's no time like the present."

Su Chen pushed the chair away abruptly and stood up.

Wang Mei was stunned on the spot.

"No, no, no, Master!"

"Wang Mei was just... just joking!"

Wang Mei hurriedly tugged at Su Chen's sleeve.

After all, judging from Su Chen's expression, he was certain that Su Chen wasn't joking.

"It's too late."

"I actually took it seriously."

But Su Chen grabbed her wrist.

Without further ado.

A streak of light enveloped Wang Mei, and she flew straight towards the sky above the city's market.

...

The lights in the market were still on.

Red and green lanterns, one after another, illuminated the entire long street.

The crowd below was noisy, with people haggling and hawking their wares, all mixed together.

The signboard of the Xingluo Chamber of Commerce hangs above the most magnificent building on the long street.

The gilded plaque gleamed under the lamplight.

A pressure from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator descended from mid-air without warning.

Wherever that oppressive aura passed, the rogue cultivators hawking their wares below fell silent and all looked up.

"Buzz".

Inside the Chamber of Commerce building, two beams of light shot out.

Two cultivators arrived, both possessing the aura of the early Nascent Soul stage.

"I wonder who this senior is?"

What does this mean?

The leading cultivator cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his tone conveying a sense of politeness.

After all, with their cultivation levels, they were just juniors to Su Chen, who was at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.

While still in mid-air, Wang Mei was completely dazed.

Su Chen's posture.

They really intend to attack the Star Luo Merchant Guild.

She wouldn't even dare to think about doing such a thing, let alone doing it.

"Owner."

"It's not too late to regret it now."

Wang Mei moved closer to Su Chen and lowered her voice.

"You're asking for it!"

"You woman, you boost the morale of others while diminishing your own."

"I don't like that!"

Su Chen glanced at her.

This startled Wang Mei, who quickly turned around and took a few steps back.

"Don't worry."

"I'm a very cautious person."

"Either don't do it at all, or do it so that the whole city knows about it."

"Originally, I was thinking of hiding it if I could, and keeping a low profile."

"Unfortunately, you shouted out my identity in that auction house."

"If that's the case, there's no need to continue acting."

After he said this, Wang Mei's face turned pale instantly.

That day at the auction, she shouted Su Chen's name with all her might.

It turns out... it ruined the master's plan!

"Master, Wang Mei knows she was wrong!"

"Please punish me, Master!"

Wang Mei, being exceptionally perceptive, quickly said something to Su Chen.

"What's the point of punishing you..."

Su Chen pinched the once aloof and stunning face.

He turned around and his gaze fell back on the two cultivators.

"I want to see your Star Luo's worshippers."

The two cultivators exchanged a glance.

One of them sneered.

"Ignorant of one's own limitations."

"The worshippers of my Star Luo are all great figures at the Nascent Soul stage."

"Does it mean you can just say you'll see me and expect to?"

The man looked Su Chen up and down, then suddenly seemed to recognize something.

"I do know you."

"That guy who's been making headlines lately, the grandson-in-law of Luoyan City, right?"

"Even if you are Li Ziran's person."

"Now that we're in Tian Shu Star City, we should at least know some manners!"

The words "etiquette" were uttered.

Su Chen almost burst out laughing.

"Etiquette?"

Are you out of your mind?

Su Chen shook his head, looking as if he had heard some huge joke.

"In the cultivation world, strength has always been paramount."

"So-called etiquette is nothing more than a trick used by the weak to protect themselves and by hypocrites to cover up their ugliness."

"I said, you lowly slave."

"You agree, right?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Wang Mei beside him.

"Replying to Master."

"Everything the master said makes perfect sense."

Wang Mei was startled and quickly bowed to Su Chen.

That wasn't entirely flattery.

Wang Mei truly believes this now.

Back then, Jiang Yun was full of righteousness and morality, and appeared to be a gentle and humble gentleman.

And in the end?

He's just a hypocrite who schemes against her to the core.

She went through many twists and turns, from a holy maiden of the Dark Moon Demon Sect to a prisoner, and now she is a spirit slave with a slave mark on her neck.

The cruel laws of the cultivation world she had witnessed along the way had long since worn away any trace of her naivety.

The law of the jungle prevails.

You are a strong person; everyone who sees you will have to show you respect.

You are weak, a slave, and even dying is a luxury.

What kind of nonsense is this about etiquette?

"Since they refuse to communicate..."

"Then go and die!"

Su Chen withdrew his gaze, a faint purple light already entwined around his fingertips.

The purple light turned into a dazzling crimson.

"boom!"

Two streaks of crimson lightning struck the two cultivators in the blink of an eye.

The two felt a burnt smell rush into their nostrils, and their spiritual energy was instantly scattered and scattered by that terrifying force.

He stumbled and nearly fell from mid-air.

If Su Chen hadn't left a few words to break up...

Just now, I'm afraid the two of them would have died on the spot.

The two cultivators were truly dumbfounded at this moment.

The power of heavenly tribulation.

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