Cultivating Immortality, Starts with Green Plum

Chapter 257: Have you thought it over, senior?
When Xu Ming and Wu Yanhan were discussing in the courtyard, a female voice came in.

Xu Ming and Wu Yanhan turned their heads and saw a woman with a veil on her face walking towards the yard with her hands in front of her.

Compared to usual times, women dress a little differently today.

She was wearing a white floor-length dress with pink floral patterns embroidered on the wide hem, and a meter-long slender purple gauze was draped over her arm.

The slender waist was tied with a purple brocade belt inlaid with jade.

The jet-black hair was tied up with a lavender ribbon, with a few strands falling on the shoulders, making the delicate skin look even whiter.

What remains unchanged is the veil covering the woman's face.

Xu Ming heard that Wang Xuan actually came from a tribe at the junction of the Northern Wilderness and the Central Plains. This tribe had a tradition that women had to cover their faces with a veil when they reached adulthood at the age of sixteen.

The veil can only be taken off on the day of marriage.

Otherwise, if her face was seen by other men, she would either choose to kill him or marry him.

Xu Ming didn’t know whether Ren had ever seen Wang Xuan’s appearance.

But Xu Ming knew that all the men who had seen Wang Xuan's appearance after he was 18 years old, except for women, were dead.
"Hello, senior." Xu Ming stood up and bowed.

"I am Wu Yanhan from Wu State, nice to meet you, senior." Wu Yanhan, who was wearing a long skirt, bowed with standard movements and a dignified posture.

Xu Ming always felt that Wu Yanhan had two forms.

When Wu Yanhan wore martial arts clothes and armor, he gave people a heroic and capable feeling, like a wild horse that was difficult to tame.

But when Wu Yanhan put on a long skirt, you could never imagine that such a gentle woman was a warrior. She looked more like a lady from a wealthy family who took care of her husband and children.

Wang Xuan glanced at Wu Yanhan and said, "I have heard of the princess's great name for a long time. Seeing her today, I can see that she is indeed extraordinary. The princess is not only outstanding in appearance, but also has a martial god body that is rarely seen in thousands of years. It is really a blessing for Wu Country to have the princess."

Wu Yanhan: "Thank you for the compliment, Senior."

Wang Xuan looked at Xu Ming again: "Last night, after I returned to Wanhua Valley, Qing Wan told me everything. Today I came to discuss it with you."

Xu Ming nodded: "Senior, please take a seat."

Since Wang Xuan said he wanted to discuss it, it means that the matter is feasible, otherwise Wang Xuan would not come to see me.

Wang Xuan sat on the stone bench, while Wu Yanhan boiled water to make tea and added incense, just like the hostess of this courtyard.

Wang Xuan glanced at Wu Yanhan and gestured to Xu Ming.

Xu Ming understood what Wang Xuan meant: "Please rest assured, Senior. Yan Han and I have a life-long friendship, and I have also informed Yan Han of the matters concerning Sanshi Peak and Xiahe."

"In that case, I won't beat around the bush." ​​Wang Xuan got straight to the point without any unnecessary nonsense, "Mo Zhuer wants the dragon vein of my Tianxuan Sect?"

"Yes."

Xu Ming didn't argue with her either.

“The Black Lotus Sect originally reached a cooperation agreement with Xia He, helping Xia He to enter the Ascension Realm. Then Xia He went to the Western Regions to establish a sect. The two sects formed an alliance, but no one knew what they were going to do.

But Mo Zhuer was more concerned about herself.

The seniors also know that the Black Lotus Sect has ten holy sons and daughters, which can be said to be raising poisonous insects.

She could secretly betray Tianxuan Sect and sabotage Xia He's plan, but in return, she wanted the dragon vein of Tianxuan Sect so that she could get more capital in the subsequent battle between the Saint Son and the Saint Daughter. "That's right." Wang Xuan nodded, "Otherwise, I would suspect that the Saint Daughter of the Black Lotus Sect has other intentions."

Xu Ming: "So what does the senior mean?"

"Give her the dragon vein." Wang Xuan answered decisively without any hesitation. It can be heard that this was the result Wang Xuan decided after careful consideration.

"Have you thought it over, senior?" Wu Yanhan asked from the side.

Wu Yanhan was not familiar with Wang Xuan's character, but she felt that it was a bit beyond her expectation that he could be so decisive in such a big matter.

If it were me, I would definitely have to think about it for a while.

“It’s a no-brainer.”

Wang Xuan sat straight, her long skirt clinging to her graceful figure.

"If you hadn't told me all this, I wouldn't have known about it. By then, I'm afraid the entire Tianxuan Sect would have been gone. Now, thanks to you, there's still some chance of rescue.

Furthermore, even if the dragon vein that has been contained in Tianxuanmen for thousands of years is gone, so what?
As long as the disciples of Tianxuan Sect are there, everywhere is not Tianxuan Sect.

At most, it’s just a matter of re-establishing a sect.

Are we, the disciples of Tianxuan Sect, the kind of people who cling to our ancestors' legacy and dare not go out to expand our territory?"

"I, the junior, have really benefited a lot from your words," Xu Ming said sincerely.

Establishing a sect is not an easy task, not to mention that the fortune of a sect has nurtured this land for tens of thousands of years. This is equivalent to ordinary people sitting on a mountain of gold left by their ancestors.

However, Elder Wangxuan was able to decisively abandon this mountain of gold and start from scratch in the world of immortal cultivation with his disciples. Xu Ming was so decisive that even he found it difficult to do so.

Wang Xuan didn't take Xu Ming's praise to heart at all, as if he hadn't heard it: "But now I can only be sure that the ten elders are not from Xia He. I can't be sure about others, and I don't dare to gamble.

I just don’t know what the Black Lotus Saint is thinking.”

"I don't have any ideas. I just have a simple plan." Another pleasant female voice came.

Mo Zhuer, wearing a black dress, walked in gracefully: "Mr. Xu, it's really lively here."

Mo Zhuer stepped forward and bowed: "Zhuer greets the senior."

Mo Zhuer glanced at Wu Yanhan and said, "Oh, isn't this the princess of Wu Kingdom? It's been a long time since we last met, Princess."

Wu Yanhan's eyes narrowed, and he said unhappily, "It wasn't that long, just a few days."

"Since you're all here, let's discuss it." Wang Xuan flicked his fingertips in the four directions of the courtyard a few times, and a magic circle that blocked spiritual detection was set up in the courtyard.

Before this, Xu Ming had activated a magic circle to block the detection of spiritual consciousness.

But it is obvious that the strength of this magic circle is obviously not enough for Wang Xuan and Mo Zhuer.

"Miss Mo, can you tell me what kind of agreement my junior brother has reached with the Black Lotus Sect?" Wang Xuan said, "Does Miss Mo have a detailed plan in mind?"

"Of course." Mo Zhu'er raised the corner of her mouth, "But before that, I have to show you something first."

After she finished speaking, Mo Zhuer took out a box from her storage bag. When she opened the box, she found a beating heart inside.

(End of this chapter)