Soul Town: Claiming the throne? You've asked my Tian Ce Army, haven't you?

The Prime Minister had shown him great favor, but Cao Yanbing was someone he had watched grow up step by step...

On the other side, during the Ming Dynasty, the Mu family was prominent.

"Hey, don't you think she acted a little strange just now?"

Xihe, who was following Muwen Yuanxiang toward the reception room, pulled Li Moxuan aside and whispered something to him.

"What's wrong?"

Li Moxuan recalled for a moment, "Isn't it normal?"

"That would be absurd!"

Xihe pouted, "Why did she blush when you gave her the ginseng? Is that normal?"

"That's normal!"

Li Moxuan thought Xihe was overthinking it. "This is the Ming Dynasty now, it's different from our time. It's normal for a girl to blush when she receives a gift from a strange man!"

"But that's not a gift, it's our payment for staying here, isn't it? Have you ever seen someone blush and smile at you for no reason when you buy something?"

Her words made Li Moxuan lose confidence. "Really? You fell in love at first sight after only meeting for the first time?"

However, this seems to be quite normal in ancient times. It was common for men and women to get married after meeting only once or twice, as there simply wasn't enough time to cultivate feelings.

Although Mu Wenyuanxiang is very beautiful and has a figure that surpasses Xia Ling's, she is Xia Ling's ancestor, and Mu Wenyuanxiang is not from this era.

Li Moxuan felt it necessary to be wary of this kind of cheesy plot, so he brought Xihe over.

"Do me a favor, and I'll let you eat at the Treasure Pavilion for a whole day, no matter how much you eat, it'll all be on my tab, how about it?"

Really?

Xihe's face lit up with joy. "Tell me, tell me, what kind of help do you need?"

"Come closer..."

Li Moxuan brought his mouth close to Xihe's ear and whispered a few words, and a blush slowly rose on Xihe's face.

She gripped the hem of her dress tightly with her small, fair hands, hesitating slightly. "This...isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"It's not real, it's just acting..."

"But……"

Two days!

"Deal! No backing out!"

Chapter 247: Hibiscus pollen

Inside the reception room.

A slightly immature-looking boy was sitting in his seat, glancing outside every now and then.

The young man was dressed in the Taoist robes of the Taixu Sect. He had long, jet-black hair, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, regular features, a calm and composed demeanor, and an elegant and refined air, giving people a gentle and jade-like feeling.

"Miss, this is the person who asked for Ling's help..."

Upon seeing someone enter, the young man hurriedly stood up, bowed, and said, "Master, I have been ordered by my master to forge the cultivation bell. If you don't mind the trouble, please..."

"Young master, there's no need for such formality!"

A clear and melodious voice entered the boy's ears. He was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head. What came into view was a girl in palace attire who was about the same age as him.

The girl's jet-black hair was tied into a high bun, and the hairpin swayed slightly, making her face appear even whiter.

Her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and soft, with a hint of unyielding sorrow in them, yet her lips always carried a serene smile, just like a lady who had stepped out of an ancient painting.

Although she was rather thin and had a sickly appearance, it added to her pitiful and tragic beauty, and the young man was captivated by her beauty.

"Sir?"

Mu Wenyuanxiang's voice woke the boy up, and realizing his offense, he hurriedly apologized: "I'm so sorry, I was rude just now!"

Is this Li Xuanyuan?

Li Moxuan and Xihe, standing behind Mu Wenyuanxiang, huddled together, scrutinizing the young man. They couldn't believe it! Li Xuanyuan actually had such a youthful appearance…

Mu Wenyuanxiang didn't mind the young man's rudeness and smiled gently, "My father is not at home and probably won't be back for a while, so I can only make your magic bell. I hope you won't find it offensive!"

"I am already extremely grateful for your help, young lady. How could I possibly find it distasteful?"

"Hmm, may I ask how you should be addressed, young master?"

The young man cupped his hands in greeting and introduced himself: "I am Li Xuanyuan, a disciple of Xuanxuzi of the Taixu Sect!"

"My daughter, Mu Wenyuanxiang, is the daughter of the head of the Mu Wen family..."

Motoka Muku briefly introduced herself, then turned around, "These two are my friends..."

Seeing her looking at him, Li Moxuan coughed lightly, "We are both from out of town. I also share the surname Li and the given name Moxuan..."

Taking this opportunity, he pulled Xihe aside and introduced her, saying, "Her name is Xihe, she is my fiancée, and she will be staying here with me for a while..."

Xihe blushed and nodded gently, suppressing the shyness deep in her heart.

Upon hearing about the relationship between the two, Mu Wenyuanxiang was slightly taken aback, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"Are Brother Li and Miss Xihe also cultivators?"

I guess so...

Li Moxuan wasn't too surprised that Li Xuanyuan could see part of his situation, after all, he was a true cultivator who practiced the Pure Yang Limitless Technique.

If there were so many Taoist practitioners in the Ming Dynasty, why were there none left in the human world in later generations?

Could it be because later generations entered the "Dharma-ending Age" that these people all went into seclusion in the mountains?

Seeing that the two were kindred spirits, Li Xuanyuan was no longer so reserved and asked rather eagerly, "May I ask which school or sect you two belong to?"

"Just an obscure little sect, not worth mentioning..."

Seeing that Li Moxuan didn't want to make things up, Li Xuanyuan wisely didn't press the matter further.

He turned to Mu Wenyuanxiang, who was deep in thought, and asked, "Miss Mu Wen, when will we be able to begin crafting the magic bell?"

Mu Wenyuanxiang snapped out of her daze and smiled sweetly, "Young master has come from afar and must be tired from your journey. Why don't you rest here for a day? I also need some time to prepare some materials!"

"Then I'll have to trouble you!"

After instructing the servants to take Li Xuanyuan to his lodgings, Mu Wenyuanxiang gestured to Li Moxuan and Xihe, saying, "Please come with me, you two! I'll take you to your rooms..."

"This is troublesome!"

Li Moxuan pulled Xihe along and followed, hoping to find an opportunity to get her to help him find out about Ying Chengfeng's situation from her father...

……

On the other side, the western route army camp of the Greedy Battalion.

"what is this?"

Lying in the hospital bed, Lü Xiangong looked at the hibiscus pollen that Bai Shui'er handed her with a bit of curiosity.

"This is hibiscus pollen, which can help you have sweet dreams while you sleep..."

Bai Shui'er sat by the hospital bed with her arms crossed, and asked with concern, "Xian Gong, you probably haven't had a good night's sleep these past few days, have you?"

"Using this will help you rest better, and with better rest, your injuries will heal faster!"

Is this thing really that amazing?

Lu Xiangong examined the small jar of pollen in his hand without suspicion, and asked with a hint of anticipation, "How do I use this?"

"Just open it and smell it!"

Yang Qianhong, who had just finished changing the IV drip for her, sat down, feeling a little expectant. "Fairy Palace, why don't you open it and try it out!"

"Okay, I'll give it a try!"

Just as Lü Xiangong was about to open it, Bai Shui'er stopped him, "Xiangong, wait a moment!"

"what happened?"

Bai Shui'er took out two specially made masks, put one on her own face, and handed the other to Yang Qianhong.

Lu Xiangong's expression was a little strange, "What are you all doing..."

"I'm about to head to Tianxi Mountain with the rest of the group. Qianhong will stay here to take care of you. We can't both fall asleep from the pollen!"

"All right!"

Although she thought the two were exaggerating a bit, Lü Xiangong didn't suspect anything was wrong with the pollen and slowly opened the pollen lid.

As a rich floral fragrance filled his nostrils, Lü Xiangong's eyes closed weakly, his consciousness sank into darkness, and he fell into a dream.

Yang Qianhong caught the hibiscus pollen that almost fell to the ground, while Bai Shui'er walked over and opened the window to let the remaining fragrance dissipate as quickly as possible.

"Is the Celestial Palace already dreaming?"

Noticing Lü Xiangong's even breathing and the faint smile on her face, Yang Qianhong was a little surprised. Did the pollen work so quickly?

"It should be..."

Bai Shui'er walked to the bedside, tucked Lü Xiangong's hand under the covers, and helped her cover herself up again. "It's a pity I have to leave soon. Qian Hong, I'm leaving the rest to you!"

"Oh, and remember to wait until the fragrance of the flowers has completely dissipated before taking off your mask, otherwise you might end up sleeping on the floor..."

"Well, don't worry!"

Yang Qianhong put away the hibiscus pollen and saw Bai Shui'er out of the ward. "Shui'er, be careful on your way!"

"Okay, remember to let me know when you get the results!"

"it is good……"

After sending Bai Shui'er away to prepare for the expedition, Yang Qianhong returned to the ward. Looking at Lü Xiangong's increasingly happy smile, she couldn't help but feel a little curious.

I wonder what she's dreaming about right now, that she's so happy...

Chapter 248: The Turmoil on the Nameless Street

"Sister Zhantian, are you going too?"