'This should be considered a test from Tianluo for my humble self.'

Wang Jixuan sat quietly at the tea stand, while Yin Lin had already disappeared.

In his heart, the Daoist analyzed much, summarized in just one phrase—there's no reason for Tianluo to abandon him; the value of the Core Circuit continues to rise.

It seemed Tianluo intended to increase his sense of crisis, making him more reliant on this organization.

Understanding this, he naturally felt more confident.

While traveling outside, identity and background are self-given, and later the Daoist wouldn't shy away from flaunting Tianluo, making Yin Lin feel he was quite satisfied with being part of the Heavenly Net Group.

Within this is all about shrewdness and scheming.

Wang Jixuan slowly placed down the teacup, as several strands of Qi simultaneously advanced, and four silhouettes appeared on the rooftops in the east, west, south, and north, each unleashing their aura.

The female monk from Qingyun Temple did not reveal herself, instead hiding in the shadows.

These four, whose Qi was from the same source, seemed to be from the same sect. Considering Yin Lin mentioned earlier that the middle-aged nun went to find the management family of this workshop town, the guardians of this Treasure Tree Giant Wood, the identities of these four were self-evident.

The lords of the workshop town, cultivators from the Shen Family.

Led by an elderly woman, whose strength was mid-stage of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, a notable figure even in the True Realm.

In this workshop town, this person indeed was well-respected, responsible for presiding over daily affairs. Thus upon her appearance, cultivators from all directions looked over.

The old woman leaned on a snake-headed cane, bowing towards various directions with cupped hands.

Understanding the gesture, cultivators immediately retreated to the distance.

Shops closed, formations rose, and more than half of the cultivators at the Nascent Soul Realm and above in the city were alerted, all sending strands of Spiritual Sense to this location, or directly approaching to observe.

Wang Jixuan calmly poured tea, drank tea, while the tea shop owner and assistants had quickly run away.

In mere ten breaths, the place transformed from bustling to quiet, the street even became spotless.

Amina, Xiao Huating, and Zheng Shiduo had already been chased out from the shop, gathering behind Wang Jixuan.

In his personal subspace, Mu Dan had already begun to awaken the Mechanical Army, while Red Snake started sharpening its blade limbs.

Clouds formed beneath the old woman's feet, as her figure slowly descended, while the other three stood with hands behind their back on the rooftops.

"This fellow,"

The old woman smiled, cupping her hands, intending to start with courtesy before revealing martial intentions.

With a smile, she said: "We honest people don't speak through deceits, there's a large sect here that my Shen Family cannot afford to antagonize, can I, this old body, be a mediator and bring about this good relationship?"

Wang Jixuan acted as though he hadn't heard, continuing to calmly drink tea.

Seeing this, Zheng Shiduo began to fulfill his role as a subordinate.

"Large sect? Cannot afford to antagonize?"

Zheng Shiduo adjusted the wig atop his head.

To say, just adding this wig (with long hair), made him transform from previously slightly comical to somewhat gloomy and sinister.

It's as if it wasn't better than before.

Zheng Shiduo directly cursed: "I've heard of those who forcibly take women, who can be called lecherous, but I've never seen someone demanding a disciple like this, claiming a good relationship means becoming a disciple? Then I could say I have a good relationship with their ancestor master, so I could be their ancestor master too!"

"How dare you!"

On the left rooftop, a middle-aged man in a purple robe loudly rebuked:

"Qingyun Temple is a renowned sect, how could it forcefully take disciples! You, this cultivator, unaware of the bounds of Heaven and Earth, dare to defame the seniors of Qingyun Temple!"

Zheng Shiduo blinked, immediately starting to shake his head: "Are you impulsive, or intentionally using Qingyun Temple's name to let people know your Shen Family is also in a difficult position? I can't distinguish, fellow, I really can't distinguish."

Wang Jixuan too was amused by Lao Zheng.

Amina was even more straightforward.

She had long wanted to try, wondering what the abilities of the cultivators in this realm were like, if each was as perverse as Master Wang.

Thus, Amina walked forward, her light pink long dress gently fluttering, that slightly exotic delicate face indeed dazzled many male and female cultivators present.

She held her head high and stood gracefully, having constructed circuits related to the language of this realm, she could communicate with everyone without any barriers.

Amina said: "Why not proceed directly to the stage of magical confrontation? Anyone wishing to take us should at least have a means that we are willing to accept."

She already released her own aura, also running the secret techniques taught by Wang Jixuan.

Everyone felt she was a cultivator at the later stage of the Unification Realm.

Challenging this old woman at the later stage of the Unification Realm was clearly unwise, but the other three experts of the Shen Family were all in the Unification Realm.

If they were to step out and have a battle, it would be utterly reasonable.

The middle-aged man in purple robe floated down with hands behind his back, gaze fixated on Amina, frowned saying: "This humble self does not like fighting with someone as tender as you; unleash a technique, if you can wound me, I will concede."

Amina said plainly: "Not necessary."

As she spoke, a golden ring appeared in her palm.

This ring emitted a faint white light, behind Amina there emerged seven-colored rosy clouds, stemming from hundreds of hidden Spiritual Energy Circuits gently resonating.

Dense Spiritual Energy between the heavens and earth converged towards her.

Gathering Spirit circuits were already beginning to take effect.

"If that's the case," the middle-aged man's palm gripped a longsword, his figure soared into the sky, "You and I shall spar in the high sky! Rest assured, I naturally will not harm you!"

Amina remained indifferent, turned to Wang Jixuan, seeking his opinion with her gaze.

"Go ahead," Master Wang said slowly, "just spar, no need to go for the kill, these four from the Shen Family were merely invited by Qingyun Temple, not some deceitful villains."

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