Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"What!!! Bastards, you actually threatened a Yuanying stage cultivator in front of a room full of people? Don't you want to live? Don't you know that the most important thing for such a being is face? You two don't even consider your own weight. Do you think you can challenge such a person? I think you were beaten lightly. Just be thankful that you can come back alive this time."

After hearing the whole story, Master Bai Yue's eyes widened, his face was full of anger, and he cursed at the two of them, gritting his teeth.

He really didn't expect his daughter to be so bold. No wonder the other party attacked the two juniors.

But then again, when he heard that Wu Fan did shout and threaten, he still felt hatred in his heart. Even though he knew that his daughter was wrong, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

After all, this matter would be spread sooner or later. If outsiders knew that Wu Fan shouted at him from a distance, how could he keep his face?

Apart from other things, the fact that his daughter was beaten alone had already made him hate Wu Fan. His daughter was the apple of his eye, so how could he allow others to bully her? Moreover, his daughter had already revealed her identity.

For him, beating a dog still depends on the owner. Since the other party was so disrespectful, it fully showed that he didn't take him seriously.

Of course, he didn't express his thoughts in front of the two people below.

Seeing his father-in-law's rage, the middle-aged man was trembling with fear, standing there trembling, not daring to say a word.

"Hmph! Ping'er, what else do you have to say now? It seems that I have indulged you too much, and I have cultivated a fearless character in you. Let me tell you, this is not Rongshi Country, and not everyone will give me face. Fortunately, you bumped into a righteous cultivator this time. If you offended a ruthless evil cultivator, how could you survive?"

Master Bai Yue then cursed at the woman next to him, with a look of regret, and at the same time released the restraints on her body.

"Father, I, I, my daughter was wrong, I won't dare to do it next time!"

Seeing her father so angry, the woman in palace dress was also scared. After hesitating for a few words, she bowed her head and admitted her mistake, not daring to argue anything.

"Hmph, if you dare to do it again, you will die. You must understand that Fengxiao City has gathered half of the people in Beidou Domain. It can be said that there are good and bad people in it, and there are many people who are as powerful as your father. You must control your arrogant temper in the future, otherwise you will burn yourself sooner or later."

Master Bai Yue did not calm down, and scolded again with a cold snort, his face was extremely ugly.

"My daughter knows, I will never dare to do it again! Woo woo...!"

The woman in palace dress saw that her father was still scolding, and after a turn of her eyes, she suddenly burst into tears, looking like she really regretted it.

But it must be said that she was very familiar with her pitiful appearance.

But there was no other way. In order not to be punished by her father, she could only choose to use this trick, because every time she made a mistake in the past, as long as she cried, her father would calm down.

But this time she miscalculated.

"Hmph! You still have the nerve to cry, go back and reflect on your mistakes. From now on, you are not allowed to step out of the room without my permission."

Master Bai Yue waved his hand with a cold face, snorted angrily, and then suddenly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man below and shouted grimly:

"And you, keep an eye on Ping'er from now on. If she makes a mistake again, I will punish you as well."

"Yes, father-in-law, I will take good care of Ping'er from now on, and will never cause trouble for you."

The middle-aged man trembled, bowed in panic, and immediately took two steps forward, dragged his wife with a face full of unwillingness and ran out of the door, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Wu Fan...! Humph! Let's wait and see!"

After seeing the two leave, Master Bai Yue's face was gloomy, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly, so he slapped the table angrily, and got up and left here!

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Three days passed in a flash.

On this day, Wu Fan and Xuan Chengzi left their residence early and flew straight to the east of Fengxiao City.

After flying for a stick of incense, the two landed in front of a black building.

This is also a three-story attic, but the area is slightly larger than Wu Fan's, and the geographical location is also in the center of the city.

Obviously, the people who can live here must have some special identities.

"Junior Brother Wu, we are here. This is the residence of Taoist Xiahou. This exchange meeting will be held here. Let's go in. I think those people are almost here."

After landing, Xuan Chengzi first identified the direction, and finally cast his eyes to the attic in front, chuckled and looked at Wu Fan and said.

"Haha, good!"

Wu Fan smiled and nodded, without saying anything nonsense, he raised his legs and walked towards the attic.

Xuan Chengzi also smiled and got up to follow.

At the entrance of the attic, there were two Jindan stage men standing. Judging from their attire, they should be cultivators of the Fallen Dragon Alliance.

These two were both visionary people. When they saw Wu Fan and the others, they immediately bowed and saluted. After asking a few simple questions to confirm their identities, they respectfully led them into the door.

At this moment, the hall on the first floor was full of people. A closer look showed that there were at least nearly forty people, and all of them were Yuanying stage cultivators.

If the young cultivators outside saw this scene, they would be frightened to death. You know, everyone here is a master of a region. It would be a spectacular scene if so many ancestors of the cultivation world gathered together.

It is no exaggeration to say that if these people gathered together, even if they went to the most prosperous Dongjin region, they could form a force ranked in the top ten.

At this time, the room was a little noisy. People were gathering in groups of three or five, talking and laughing, and laughing one after another.

Of course, there were also some people who were silent, sitting in chairs with their eyes closed, which seemed out of place with others.

However, when Wu Fan and Xuan Chengzi walked in, the room suddenly became quiet. Everyone turned their heads and looked at them at the same time. Even those who closed their eyes opened their eyes.

Many people did not hesitate to scan Wu Fan, and there was obvious curiosity in their eyes.

It is not difficult to see that these people must have heard of Wu Fan's past, and now that they finally met him in person, they must be very curious.

But being stared at by so many cultivators of the same level, even with Wu Fan's calmness, he couldn't help but feel cold all over and depressed in his heart.

However, he remained calm on the surface, smiled and nodded politely to everyone, and then walked towards two empty seats with Xuan Chengzi.

At this time, some people also withdrew their gazes and went about their own business, as if no one was around, and those who were obviously eccentric closed their eyes again.

But as soon as Wu Fan and the other person sat down, seven or eight people suddenly came over from all directions in the room, and greetings and laughter followed one after another.