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Chapter 593 - 515: Five Big Heads

Chapter 593: Chapter 515: Five Big Heads

Wang Zijia watched the two bickering kids with a smile, occasionally intervening. He became a role of mediation for them that they looked forward to, although this balance he struck was somewhat arbitrary, tilting according to his mood.

In the ruins of the city, among the rubble, bursts of argumentation echoed, accompanied by laughter and cheerful chatter.

Centuries of great melee, particularly in the last hundred years with the fall of immortals, are considered the dark age of the Spirit Suppressing Realm.

In such an era, in such an environment, the ability to enjoy such carefree moments was something truly unforgettable.

Perhaps, within this era, a pleasant childhood could indeed be a lifelong remedy.

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After a little more than two hours, Wang Zijia and the others completed a full search of the city.

Actually, he was more occupied with playing with the two kids, the searching and cleaning chores of the city fully handled by the Five Ghosts.

Once done, Wang Zijia set off again for the next town.

Upon reaching the city, he put the kids away as usual before killing the Time Ghost, then let them out to continue the search.

He toured around with the two kids, ’treasure hunting’ as it seemed.

"Ah!"

"What happened?"

"People, there are people!"

As the cleaning was almost finished, the little turtle suddenly let out a high pitched scream, as if seeing a person was a terrifying thing.

Like lightning, it rushed to Wang Zijia and darted into his pocket to hide.

Wang Zijia and Li Shengshi looked at the two grimy children emerging from the basement in the distance, speechless.

Wang Zijia: "······"

Li Shengshi: "······"

You, a Dragon Turtle at the Sacrificial Wine stage, fear such little things?

What kind of crazy teaching did your mother turtle give you?

Did you also forget that we are humans too?

Disregarding the little turtle hiding in his pocket, Wang Zijia floated down in front of the basement, looking at the two kids below.

Obviously, it was a secret room built by a monk. Its stealth was pretty strong that even Wang Zijia hadn’t noticed it at first glance.

In the rather large basement, at the moment, stood two kids, one big and one small. The older one was a boy, about seven or eight years old, and the smaller one seemed to be a girl, about five or six years old.

At the moment, the male child was protecting the girl, watching them vigilantly.

"Where are your parents?" Wang Zijia asked, looking at the two who were undoubtedly descendants of a monk.

Probably because of the Time Ghost, Wang Zijia hadn’t come across any survivors in the ruined cities over the past few days. These two were the first.

"My father died when the beast tide broke out. My mother went out to check a few days ago and hasn’t come back." The male child seemed quite mature and understanding of the current situation. He didn’t hide anything and directly responded.

"In that case, come with me. I guess your mother is not coming back!" Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment before saying, "Of course, if you prefer to wait, I won’t enforce. It’s up to you."

Upon hearing his words, the boy silently beckoned his sister and crawled out of the basement. He stood still, a bit uneasy.

The little turtle poked half of its head out from his pocket, sneakily watching.

Li Shengshi was also carefully scrutinizing the two kids.

"Do you have any relatives in other towns?" Wang Zijia asked.

The boy quietly shook his head while the girl, perhaps because she was too small, looked clueless.

After another moment of silence, Wang Zijia, having thought of something, asked, "Are you willing to come with me? If not, I will send you to an orphanage when I pass through the city. I see you have already started cultivating and thus, could be of value to someone."

"Ye Youyu pays his respects to Master!" Upon hearing him, the boy decisively bowed to Wang Zijia.

A seven-or-eight-year-old kid maintaining such maturity and calmness in the face of the present situation surely required a considerable amount of experience······

In this era, it was indeed quite tough!

"Wait, what did you say your name was?" Wang Zijia seemed to recall something and looked at the boy.

"In response to Master, my name is Ye Youyu." The boy respectfully answered.

Looking at Ye Youyu and his sister, then at Li Shengshi who was inspecting them, Wang Zijia became silent.

As the king of the Changbao Fiefdom, biographies about Li Shengshi were enduringly popular in Changbao, even eight thousand years later.

Before Wang Zijia’s infiltration of Changbao, An Xingsheng have gathered quite a few materials about him.

During Li Shengshi’s lifetime, the majority of his help came from the Gui Ling Patriarch, Cold Sword Ye Youyu, Blood Gu Ye Youqing, and Mighty King Nong Shaoyong.

The four individuals and one turtle, the five God Monarchs, pacified Changbao and put an end to its chaos.

They established a new era for the Changbao Fiefdom, almost achieving the honor of sainthood in the initial years. Even after eight thousand years, their reputation was terrifying.

"Ha, classic destiny meeting again! Just missing Nong Shaoyong to assemble the Five Big Heads, for a historic moment in accomplishing this task!"

As thoughts flickered in his mind, he maintained an impassive expression.

With a wave of his hand, he sent mana into the bodies of the two like a mist, removing their tiredness and grime in a flash, transforming them.

Once it was done, Wang Zijia spoke, "Shengshi, give them something to eat."

"Ah, okay!" Upon hearing this, Li Shengshi handed two pastries to the kids.

The two children, seeing this, immediately began to eat ravenously.

The oldest brother was just beginning to sense the Qi, having cultivated the Dao_less than a year ago. He wouldn’t be capable of fasting yet. Judging by the condition of the basement, if they had arrived three or five days later, the two children would starve!

Source_of_the_discussion_That’s why even the monks who can fast in the secret room should prepare some food!

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After the children ate and cleaned up, the team, which initially consisted of two people and a turtle, grew to four people and a turtle.

This was the last city along the beast tide’s path. After Wang Zijia had scavenged it, he found roughly twenty million magic coins, a considerably wealthy haul.

After all, they were picking up trash!

However, these things couldn’t be brought back to the future, so it was crucial to convert them into more valuable assets quickly.

Wang Zijia took out the map he had on him and took a glance at it.

Currently, Changbao, as a frontier area, was home to several market cities, with no shortage of black markets either.

Wang Zijia selected the largest market city: Fu Hou City.

In the future state of Changbao, it was second only to the Kyoto Jinghuang Market, a legitimate place that had survived for thousands of years.

Once he had chosen his destination, Wang Zijia led the children, rose into the air, and flew towards their destination.

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If it weren’t for the beast tide, and the area surrounding the den of the Crossing Tribulation Dragon Turtle, Fu Hou City would be located next to the border.

But now, it was in the center of Changbao State.

Five dark red long swords whirled around him. Under the blessing of the sword talisman, Wang Zijia sped along like a gust of wind and a flash of lightning. After flying for only seven minutes, he reached his destination.

A medium-sized city appeared below them. At that point, the city’s protective shield had already been activated, entering battle-ready defensive status.

It looked like the Time Ghost Skeleton making havoc, not just in the cities along the beast tide’s path, but also the entire domain.

Wang Zijia took out the Ninth Prince’s order belonging to Li Shenghong and descended.

At that time, it was the late period of the Immortal Venerable Alliance, in an era before the Three Sects’ rift.

As long as it was an Orthodox Alliance faction power, this identity token would allow him to go anywhere.

Indeed, as Wang Zijia activated the order symbol, albeit the city’s protective shield had already been activated, it opened a gap for Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia entered the city, smiling.

Upon passing through the defensive light screen, he saw a relatively majestic city gate.

"Who goes there!"

At this point, a group of guards hurried over from the top of the city wall and shouted at Wang Zijia below.

Obviously, the guards were alerted by Wang Zijia’s earlier entrance into the array.

"The Ninth Prince of Daqian, Li Shenghong!" Wang Zijia said with a bit of indifference and pride.

"The Prince of Daqian? Reinforcements have arrived?" people on the castle tower exclaimed with joy.

Immediately afterwards, someone jumped off the city wall and ran to open the city gate.

However, before they could open the gate, Wang Zijia calmly floated onto the city wall, standing in front of the people there.

The people looked at Wang Zijia with astonishment. One person was uncertain. He checked the basic information of the Ninth Prince of Daqian and found out that he was only in his twenties. This was shocking to them.

During the full operation of the Great Array, there would normally be exclusive flying restrictions. Except for God Monarchs, no one could fly.

"You finally came to our aid. The beast tide has been raging for more than half a month. Not only that, but there have been ghosts causing chaos in various places in recent days. By the way, why did only Your Highness come? What about the others········" After a moment of bewilderment, the people enthusiastically spoke to Wang Zijia.

Before they could finish speaking, Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "I am not a reinforcement. I was supposed to take charge of the defense of Black Rock City and station troops on the frontier. However, Black Rock City was destroyed, so I had to detour to your Fu Hou City for temporary refuge!"

"Err········" As soon as Wang Zijia said this, the faces of the city guards froze.

At this time, a ray of light swiftly approached and landed on the city wall not far from Wang Zijia.

The newcomer was a God Monarch, a female cultivator in the early stage of Nascent God, whose White Cloud Purple Robe brightened Wang Zijia’s eyes.

Although the style of the robe might be somewhat different, the overall appearance was virtually unchanged, definitely the Elder Robe of the Wanyu Sect.

Obviously, the person responsible for defending this place was a God Monarch of Wanyu.

However, this was normal. Before Changbao was allocated to Daqian, the main personnel stationed throughout Changbao State were from Wanyu and Daqian.

In fact, Wanyu’s force was even stronger, with Daqian only occupying a small part.

Normally, when the area was divided later, it should have become the frontier of Wanyu. However, for some unknown reason, Wanyu actively allocated it to Daqian, making it an enclave of Daqian.

This resulted in the Spirit Suppressing Realm in the future being the only place where the five major factions converged.

The female cultivator looked at Wang Zijia and especially paused at the lock of white hair on his forehead.

Cultivators’ distinct external characteristics often implied various specialties or some kind of deficiency.

White hair usually indicated that one’s lifespan was nearing its end!

"I am Li Lan, of the Wanyu Sect. It’s a pleasure to meet this fellow Daoist!" After Li Lan observed Wang Zijia for a moment, she greeted him as such.

Wang Zijia returned the greeting slightly and said, "The Ninth Prince of Daqian, Li Shenghong. It’s a pleasure to meet this fellow Daoist."

"The Ninth Prince?" Li Lan asked, looking confused. "But the current generation’s nine dragons only competed for the throne a year ago. Or is Daoist friend referring to the previous generation?"