Chapter 1925

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Presumptuous request

Pan De aggressively led the middle aged man and old man out of the Long River store. However, he was dumbfounded because he actually couldn't find any trace of that despicable Demigod ant.

"You Rong, where did that kid hide?"

Pan De looked at the old man beside him. The old man's Divine Sense was the strongest amongst the three of them. Although his cultivation was only at the mid-stage of the Heavenly God Realm, his Divine Sense was close to the late-stage of the Heavenly God Realm.

The old man's expression was slightly awkward as he said, "Young Master, my Divine Sense couldn't find that fellow either!"

Pan De was shocked, and his gaze was gloomy as he said, "Looks like we underestimated that fellow. He's a mere Demigod, yet he was able to take out two hundred thousand divine stones. He's not simple. He probably possesses some sort of concealment technique that allowed him to escape from your Divine Sense."

The old man and the middle aged man nodded in deep agreement. The middle aged man said, "Young Master, what should we do?"

"There's no need to care about him. It's merely Heaven and Earth Energy. However, if we're lucky enough to encounter that little bastard next time, we'll kill him on the spot!" As he spoke, a trace of killing intent flashed through Pan De's eyes.

"It's almost time. Let's enter the Imperial Pavilion!"

Pan De led the old man and the middle aged man into the Imperial Pavilion.

Not far away from the Imperial Pavilion, Zhuowen silently watched Pan De's group of three enter the pavilion under the warm reception of a maid at the entrance.

At this moment, Zhuowen's appearance had completely changed. At this moment, he was a young man with a sickly pale complexion. His expression was gloomy, and it was obvious that he wasn't someone to be trifled with.

When Zhuowen arrived at the entrance of the Imperial Pavilion, the green clothed woman he'd met the first time was standing not far away from the entrance.

"Where's Miss Wu Shang's performance?" Zhuowen asked ambiguously.

The green clothed woman frowned slightly as she glanced at Zhuowen. Then she pointed behind her and said, "Go straight ahead, then turn right. Walk all the way to the end, and that's where Miss Wu Shang's performance is. However, you'll have to pay five divine stones first."

Now that Zhuowen had a sufficient amount of divine stones, he naturally didn't care about the five divine stones. After paying, Zhuowen entered the Imperial Pavilion.....

Zhuowen followed the green-robed woman's instructions and arrived at the end of the left turn.

This was an open-air arena. The area was quite large, and a white jade platform was built in the center of the arena.

At this moment, a veiled woman was sitting cross-legged on the high platform.

There was a guqin placed in front of her, and there were two maidservants standing on either side of her.

Zhuowen's gaze landed on the veiled woman. He could tell at a glance that this woman was Moyan Wushang.

Below the white jade platform, there were many seats. At this moment, most of the seats were occupied. However, there were many people here. Although there were some empty seats, most of the cultivators actually stood below the platform and did not occupy those seats.

As for Pan De's group of three that entered first, Zhuowen noticed that they were seated at the most conspicuous seats below. There were many young geniuses seated near Pan De as well. The group of people were chatting and laughing, and it was rather lively.

Zhuowen stopped a cultivator who was passing by and asked, "Brother, there are many seats here. Why do so many people prefer to stand?"

This cultivator was also a Demigod. He looked up and down at Zhuowen and said strangely, "I say, brother, don't you know the rules here?

The seats here all need to be paid with God Stones. The worst of these seats cost 055 God Stones, and the better ones cost thousands. Most people are not willing to spend this kind of money. "

Hearing this, Zhuowen was relieved. He immediately smiled and said, "Brother, I feel like an old friend at first sight. I plan to buy a seat. Do you want to come with me?"

When the cultivator heard this, he knew that Zhuowen was going to treat him. He patted his chest and showed an excited expression. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you are so generous!"

The two of them chose a slightly worse seat. After Zhuowen paid 055 God Stones, the two of them sat on the ground.

"May I ask your name, brother?"

With a sucker like Zhuo Wen treating him to a meal, the cultivator appeared to be rather happy and his words were filled with enthusiasm.

"Long Wen!"

Zhuowen answered casually, but his eyes were looking at Pan De, who was sitting in a conspicuous position.

The moment he entered this place, Zhuowen felt that Pan De's gaze towards Mo Yan was very different. In particular, there was a burning desire and deep possessiveness in his eyes, which made Zhuowen feel a chill in his heart.

"So it is brother Long. I am He Mu. There are not many people as hospitable as brother Long. It is my fortune to be able to meet brother Long," He Mu said enthusiastically.

Zhuowen waved his hand, but pointed at the conspicuous seats of Pan De and the others and said, "Brother He, that should be the best seat, right?

What kind of people can sit in those seats? "

He Mu smiled and said, "Brother Long, you asked the right person. I know all of them!"

Then, He Mu pointed at Pan De and said, "This person is called Pan De. He is a member of the Pan Family in the Gold Sun Galaxy near the Long River Galaxy. This Pan Family is not simple. The ruler of the Gold Sun Galaxy, Pan Tian, is a member of the Pan Family. In the Gold Sun Galaxy, the Pan Family is very powerful. No one dares to provoke them."

"Oh?

This person's background is so big?

Is this Pan De a descendant of Pan Tian? "Zhuowen asked in surprise.

"No, but Pan De's background in the Pan Family is not low. His status is quite high. Even if he is an insignificant member of the Pan Family, he is much more honorable than us Rogue Cultivators."

At this point, He Mu's eyes dimmed. He was a Loose Cultivator, and he had to rely on himself to cultivate. He even had to save as many God Stones as he could. Compared to Pan De, a rich kid who could enjoy countless resources, the gap was too big.

Zhuowen nodded. Then, under Zhuowen's indirect questioning, Zhuowen learned the identities of the people sitting next to Pan De from He Mu.

However, it was worth mentioning that there was a young man in brocade clothes sitting closest to Pan De.

This young man was called Qi Wei. He was a descendant of Qi Qi. In the Ruler's Hall of the Long River Galaxy, he was a famous genius. He had cultivated for less than a hundred years and was already a Middle-stage Heavenly God.

"Brother Long, Miss Wu Shang is about to perform. This should be your first time listening to Miss Wu Shang's song, right?

Let me tell you, Miss Wu Shang's song is indeed worth listening to. "

"Any cultivator who listens to Miss Wu Shang's song will have all the distracting thoughts in their hearts vanish. You can even feel a little from the rhythm of the song. It can be said that Miss Wu Shang's song is very magical."

Speaking of Mo Yan Wu Shang's song, He Mu's face turned red. He seemed very excited.

Hearing He Mu's endless praise, Zhuowen was surprised. He had heard Wu Shang's music before, but it didn't seem to be as magical as He Mu said.

"Miss Wu Shang is about to start playing!" He Mu suddenly said.

Zhuowen's attention was also on the high platform. Not only him, but all the cultivators around the high platform were staring at Mo Yan Wu Shang.

Dong!

Mo Yan Wu Shang's slender fingers were slowly strumming the surface of the guqin.

The strings of the guqin were whispering softly, like the water in a ditch murmuring to the crops on the shore. It was also like a trickle of water that slowly flowed in the hearts of the cultivators.

The moment the sound of the guqin rang out, the noisy surroundings of the high platform quieted down. Most of the cultivators closed their eyes and quietly listened to the sound of the guqin.

The moment the sound of the guqin rang out, Zhuowen was suddenly shocked. He could hear a trace of Daoist Rhyme from the sound of the guqin.

This trace of Daoist Rhyme and Daoist Rhyme were somewhat similar, but completely different.

Zhuowen quietly listened to the Daoist Rhyme in the sound of the guqin. He suddenly thought of the Daoist Rhyme that he had comprehended in the past. He realized that under the effect of this music, his Daoist Rhyme actually surged.

At this moment, Zhuowen was quite shocked. He was sure that Wu Shang's guqin music did not have this trace of Daoist Rhyme at all. He knew that this Daoist Rhyme was probably comprehended by Wu Shang later on.

Although he did not know what kind of power it was, he could guess that this Daoist Rhyme was definitely an extremely mysterious power like Daoist Rhyme.

"When did Wu Shang comprehend such a mysterious power?" Zhuowen stared at the woman on the high platform. His eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

Almost everyone present closed their eyes in the sound of the guqin. They carefully listened to the artistic conception and comprehension brought by the music.

Only Zhuowen and another person were not affected by the sound of the guqin at all.

Zhuowen himself possessed the power of Daoist Rhyme. The power of the guqin music and Zhuowen's Daoist Rhyme should have come from the same source. Therefore, it was unable to affect Zhuowen.

Not far from Zhuowen, in another remote corner, a black figure was wrapped in a thick black robe. It was difficult to see his face clearly. He was hidden in the darkness and silently observed Moyan Wu Shang.

"This child is actually not affected at all by the power of the music?"

The mysterious black-robed person also noticed that Zhuowen was not affected and muttered in a low voice.

This mysterious black-robed person was like the darkness. Even Zhuowen was not aware of him at all. It was clear that this black-robed person was not simple.

The sound of the guqin slowly faded away. It brought a sense of loss to everyone present. Obviously, no one wanted to wake up from the sound of the guqin so early.

"Miss Wu Shang's guqin music is still so enchanting. I really want to listen to it again!" He Mu said with some melancholy.

After Moyan Wu Shang finished the song, he slowly stood up. He picked up the guqin and planned to leave the high platform.

"Miss Wu Shang, please wait for a moment!"

Suddenly, Pan De, who was sitting on the main seat, suddenly shouted out.

Pan De's voice was quite loud and clear. It instantly broke the silence and caused many cultivators to frown.

However, when they saw that the owner of the voice was Pan De, although they were dissatisfied, they did not dare to show it. They knew that Pan De's background was not small.

Moyan Wu Shang stopped and looked at Pan De indifferently. "What is it?"

Pan De cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Miss Wu Shang, I promised you last time. Please fulfill it."

Pan De's words caused an uproar in the audience.

The people present were not fools. How could they not know what it meant to play "Phoenix Seeks Phoenix for Phoenix"?

Moyan Wu Shang's beautiful face changed slightly. He said in a low voice, "Young Master Pan, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. When did Wu Shang promise you that?"