Chapter 93 Everyone

"Fellow Daoist Xu, there is a kind of Bright Cloud Fruit on Bright Peak, which is an extremely rare spiritual fruit among the first-grade superior varieties."

Unfortunately, the spiritual fruit was not ripe last time and still needs some time to mature, so we can only hide it for now and wait until we have enough time before going up the mountain to pick it.

That aura of radiant light was also near the summit of Bright Peak.

At the entrance of Nanpingfang Market, Boss Hong and his team were waiting. Xu Yuanlang even saw a familiar face among them.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, I must thank you for saving me."

A short, stocky cultivator bowed in thanks. This was the same cultivator who had nearly died after taking Zhu Fuzi last time. His name was Zhu Man, and he was at the late stage of Qi Refining.

Like Hong Tian, ​​he was also honest and straightforward, and at this moment he hurriedly bowed to Xu Yuanlang.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, it's nothing, nothing at all. There's no need to keep thanking me."

Zhu Man scratched his head before stopping his bow.

"These are all my brothers: Wang Liu and Wang Qi, Liu Tan, Han Hua, and Jiu Xiangman."

The five men stood in a row and bowed solemnly to Xu Yuanlang to express their gratitude for his past help.

There were also six other people standing together, some scrutinizing Xu Yuanlang with cold eyes, others with expressions of displeasure.

"These are the helpers I invited. This is Zhang Qing."

The other person was a cold-faced middle-aged man with late-stage Qi Refining cultivation. Xu Yuanlang cupped his hands in greeting to him.

"Wait, Boss Hong, Fellow Daoist Xu shouldn't be a rogue cultivator, right?"

"Yes, I come from the Foundation Establishment Xu family, but the Xu family is located tens of thousands of miles away. Fellow Daoist Xu once saved my brother, so I hope you will give me some face."

Hong Tian stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting to the group, and reminded them of Xu Yuanlang's identity while making a guarantee.

"The Xu family, who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage?"

"Wouldn't that be somewhat risky?"

"I think it would be better if he came from a Foundation Establishment family, after all, more power means more security."

Hearing the commotion among the group, Xu Yuanlang cupped his hands and said.

"Gentlemen, my name is Xu Yuanlang. My purpose this time is not the Mingxia Fruit, so you can rest assured."

After Xu Yuanlang finished speaking, someone suddenly asked:

"Xu Yuanlang? Could you be the Xu Yuanlang who defeated Bai Daobin in the South Lake Arena?"

The speaker was a young man with a warm smile on his face.

"This person's name is Wen Lin, and he is at the eighth level of Qi Refining."

Hong Laoda was explaining in a low voice, and Xu Yuanlang looked up at him and nodded.

"Yes, that's me!"

"Bai Daobin is an inner disciple of the Qingming Sect. Fellow Daoist, you were able to defeat the strong with the weak. I admire you. I am Bai Qiu."

An elderly man with gray hair stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting.

"The situation on the arena is ever-changing, and luck also plays a part in it."

Xu Yuanlang returned the greeting, and at that moment, a tall man next to him nodded.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be modest. I am ashamed of my inferiority. My name is Song Huaigu."

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me."

"Haha, everyone, there's no need for you to flatter each other. This is Qing Niangzi, and her Daoist partner, whom we usually call Jun Ruoxie!"

Qing Niangzi was stunningly beautiful, with eyes that shimmered like the light of a lake, capable of making anyone feel weak in the knees with just a glance.

Everyone knew very well that this person had most likely mastered the art of charm, but since the six of them didn't know each other's background, they were all still being serious.

"Alright, fellow Daoists, now that we have gotten to know each other, let's get serious from here on out."

Otherwise, entering Nine Star Mountain will result in death.

People will die!

Xu Yuanlang felt a familiar voice ring in his ears, followed by a scene flashing before his eyes: someone standing between him and Cao Nanning when he went to Jiuxing Mountain to look for Wang Yuegui last time.

The figure was clearly very familiar, but he just couldn't remember the person's name.

"Set off!"

More than a dozen cultivators quickly left the market entrance. Unbeknownst to Xu Yuanlang, someone was watching him from behind.

That was Cao Wudi, whom he had met once before. Now he stood in the crowd, and everyone hurried past him as if they didn't notice him at all.

He looked at Xu Yuanlang's back with a look of covetousness, as if he were a hermit sage.

"He possesses all five elements, a truly excellent physique, but unfortunately, his strength is lacking. What a pity..."

Bang!

Just then, five Qi Refining cultivators were chatting and laughing when the cultivator on the far right was bumped by his companion, who stumbled and touched the hem of his clothes.

Even so, the enormous recoil force still struck the Qi Refining cultivator, sending him flying.

"What is that...?"

The Qi Refining cultivator then noticed Cao Wudi. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single syllable.

"boom!"

His body turned into black ash, which drifted away in the wind.

His companion, who had been chatting with him, suddenly shut his mouth in surprise, looked around, and then scratched his head.

"That's strange, is it just the four of us going out to hunt monsters this time?"

"Yeah, it's always been the four of us, haven't you forgotten?"

He scratched his head, realizing it really was just his imagination.

"Too."

Seeing the unsuspecting cultivators, Cao Wudi revealed a faint smile. Suddenly, his eyes twitched as he saw several furtive cultivators following Xu Yuanlang and the others away.

"Um?"

He suddenly reached out, ready to eliminate the group, but stopped just before he touched them.

"Never mind, let him handle it himself."

……

A group of more than ten people arrived at the border of Jiuxing Mountain a few days later, overlooking this rolling land.

"Everyone needs to be careful from now on."

Xu Yuanlang's heart began to pound violently.

"good!"

The group crossed the border and ventured deep into the Nine Star Mountains.

One of them, walking at the back, intentionally or unintentionally dropped a seed into the ground, which quickly took root and sprouted after landing.

Less than a quarter of an hour after they left, a group of monks arrived nearby, all of them wearing black hoods.

The leader took off his hood, revealing himself to be Li Zhimian. He looked at the direction in which the seed was germinating, then identified the direction and pointed forward.

"Our goal is to enter Nine Star Mountain, senior. We hope you will lend a hand then!"

Li Zhimian bowed respectfully to one of them, and the other's bamboo hat moved only slightly, which made him overjoyed.

"Last time it definitely wasn't just Cao Nanning and me; there was another person with us."

Xu Yuanlang found a stall owner at the market in Jiuxing Mountain and awkwardly swapped several spiritual items. The stall owner immediately led him into a room.

As more and more familiar scenes appeared, the feeling of loss became increasingly apparent.

"But who is that person? And what happened to my memory?"