NOVPUBThe Wu Monkey King nodded incessantly.
Wang Ba couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief, feeling slightly more at ease.
"The lad doesn’t seem foolish at all, knowing the road is perilous, he took his most cherished Fu with him."
With Fu present, there was hardly any danger to encounter anyone below the Nascent Soul.
Even for those at the Nascent Soul stage, if it was the early stage, most were no match for Fu.
With this in mind, the safety of Wang Yi’an had indeed increased substantially.
He now had greater confidence in bringing Wang Yi’an back.
After putting away the Wu Monkey King, he also collected the Spirit Chickens, such as Jia 15, some Stone Lizards, Spirit Turtles, and others.
Then, he descended upon a secluded, dark spirit pool.
As if sensing the arrival of Wang Ba, dark, calm waters of the spirit pool stirred, as elongated bodies covered in black scales silently flipped over in the water.
They then silently broke through the surface of the water, flying toward Wang Ba.
In just the blink of an eye, Wang Ba was surrounded by hundreds of such bodies, continuously circling him.
"The numbers of the Mysterious Dragon Soldiers have indeed grown; there must be nearly three hundred of them by now."
"With my current realm, I can almost command those up to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."
Wang Ba sensed for a moment.
Following that, these Mysterious Dragon Soldiers quickly dove into his sleeves.
Having completed all this, he then made a trip to the Taihe Palace.
When he emerged from Elder Du Wei, he had an additional Spirit Beast Bag in his hand.
A half-day later, Wang Ba stood on the Diwu Hall Teleportation Array.
Brilliant light blossomed, and his figure promptly vanished.
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West Sea Country.
In the central-southern region.
A small city teeming with people.
At the center, the Teleportation Array suddenly lit up.
Then, as the light faded, it revealed more than twenty figures.
These people were dressed in various ways, and the aura they emitted ranged from high to low.
They stepped off the Teleportation Array one after another and quickly blended into the surrounding crowds.
Among these figures, a young man in his early twenties, full of curiosity and excitement, looked around.
Everything here seemed to fascinate him.
"Hey, Wang Xiaozi, didn’t you say you’re going to Fengyu Mountain? What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and follow!"
"If we leave late and run into Thief Cultivators from the Three Continents, we’ll be in trouble!"
An old man with a slightly hunched figure and freckles on his face couldn’t help but stretch his neck, shouting from afar.
"Ah? Right! Mao, my friend!"
The young man snapped out of his reverie, eagerly nodding and quickly following.
As he walked, he couldn’t help but look around.
The young man was naturally Wang Yi’an.
The old man beside him, seeing this, shook his head and said without words:
"You, lad, look exactly like a greenhorn just starting out, and are truly ignorant of fear like a calf not afraid of tigers. You know nothing, yet you dare to venture to West Sea Country to try your luck! I really can’t fathom how you reached Perfect Foundation Establishment."
"Hehe."
Wang Yi’an pretended not to hear and looked around at the novelties, finding his eyes unable to rest.
Suddenly, he saw a white-clad, coldly elegant female Cultivator with a white veil covering her face, though her delicate features could vaguely be seen. She was sitting cross-legged on a white dragon, sweeping over from the sky behind.
"This is..."
"Wow! How fortunate to encounter her today!"
The freckled-face, bearded elder looked quite surprised.
Wang Yi’an asked curiously,
"Is there something special about her?"
As they walked, the elder replied,
"Of course, she’s the Commandery Princess most favored by the Qin Family at present. However, it’s said that she suffered from a broken heart due to being abandoned in the past. Therefore, she fled far to West Sea Country and often hunts Class III and even Fourth-stage Ferocious Beasts near the Eightfold Sea – that’s quite extraordinary!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi’an couldn’t help but be surprised.
Although he only glanced briefly, he could see that her beauty was unsurpassed.
With high Cultivation Base and being the most favored Commandery Princess of Jin, it was inconceivable to him that such a stunning female Cultivator could be cast aside.
Suddenly, he felt an indignant sentiment welling up:
"How could someone have the heart to abandon such a celestial maiden? That person must be utterly blind."
"Exactly! Such a man is truly not a man at all!"
The freckled faced, bearded elder agreed completely with Wang Yi’an’s opinion.
"Wonder who that worthless fellow is."
Wang Yi’an followed with a few curses, then asked with some curiosity,
"What’s the name of this Commandery Princess?"
"Hmm, it seems it’s Qin Lingxiao."
The elder furrowed his brow, pondering for a while.
"Nice name."
Wang Yi’an commented with appreciation.
He didn’t have any particular thoughts about this female Cultivator; ever since he watched Wang Qingyang age from youth to old age, he would unconsciously think of her aging whenever he saw a beautiful female Cultivator.
The thought that even the most radiant of women would one day turn into a toothless old crone made him lose all romantic interest.
Just then.
Voices urging the Cultivators ahead soon drifted back. The elder quickly said to Wang Yi’an,
"Come on, hurry up. The Cultivators from the Three Continents might ambush us on the route we’re taking. We need to move quickly!"
Wang Yi’an tensed up inside and didn’t dare to dawdle any longer, hurrying to catch up.
