The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 723 - 403 Blood Parasol_3
She took a deep breath, about to send a transmission to him, when her shoulder was gently tapped, followed by a familiar voice with a hint of surprise: "Miss Ning, long time no see!"
To encounter an acquaintance here? She turned around perplexedly, seeing the clear and distinct face of a middle-aged scholar. Her mind was full of Blood Parasols, and it took her a long time to recognize this person’s identity.
Ah, indeed, it has been a long time.
The man she faced had been none other than Li Jianming, who she hadn’t seen for over half a year, the Vice Pavilion Master from Duobao Pavilion in Guangcheng Palace.
Li Jianming first gave a bow to Elder He and Xu Nongyou, apologized, and then, with a smile blooming across his face, pulled Ning Xiaoxian aside to catch up. This lady had twice saved his life, making their reunion extraordinarily close. Just now, he had been blocked by someone in front, so she hadn’t seen him hiding among the guests, but he had spotted her first.
"That’s right, Guangcheng Palace is also one of the top Great Sects, it’s not surprising for you to visit Hidden Stream as a guest." She patted her forehead, glad to have met an old friend here, yet somewhat guilt-ridden. Since leaving Guangcheng Palace, she encountered so many affairs that she almost forgot this man, and the various collaborations agreed upon before had not been completed due to her journey westward. "How’s the recent situation inside Guangcheng Palace? I heard Elder Feng Wenbo has become the Sect Leader? I should congratulate Brother Li."
Li Jianming belonged to the faction of Feng Wenbo. With Feng Wenbo taking power, his status inside Guangcheng Palace naturally rose.
However, Li Jianming’s expression briefly stiffened, then he gave a bitter smile and said, "Ah, internal conflicts, not worth mentioning to outsiders."
It seemed that there were also problems within Guangcheng Palace, and considering Yin Jiu You had been actively maneuvering inside, it was no surprise that Li Jianming could sense the undercurrents within the sect. Unfortunately, now heading west, the tasks entrusted by Nangong Zhen on his deathbed had still not been completed. He continued, "Miss Ning’s Alchemy Skill seems to have improved again, otherwise Hidden Stream wouldn’t have invited you to view the Dragon Elephant Fruit. I heard from Mr. Miluo recently that under your leadership, your merchant teams and banks are doing exceedingly well."
"You flatter me." With Ning Yu and Qi San Pang at the helm, her business naturally prospered. Moreover, the latest news from Ning Yu came, who, after persistent persuasion and the promise of generous treatment, convinced Deng Hao, an old acquaintance and leader of the Cloud Tiger Trading Team, to leave the Qingfeng Trading Team and directly join the Pian State Bank. After two years of expansion, the team’s personnel had grown to over a thousand, with many Loose Cultivators and demons joining, significantly strengthening its capabilities.
Li Jianming then sighed, "Alas, maybe one day, if I leave Guangcheng Palace, Miss Ning, you might have to look after me more in the future." Saying this, his tone carried a hint of dejection. Ning Xiaoxian was shocked and immediately questioned why it would be so, but he just shook his head and gave a bitter smile, not elaborating further.
She knew that the changes within Guangcheng Palace were significant, causing such a veteran of the sect to pave a back path for himself. To be fair, Li Jianming was a clever and shrewd man with vision and courage, and although his cultivation was average, he was skilled in marketing and operations, which was why he had insisted on handing over snake tongue grass to her for refining Spirit Pills back then. Such a talent, if lost, she would want to keep him close. Compared to other Immortal Sects her position offered no advantage, only sincerity could she truly offer. Thinking this, she smiled at Li Jianming, "Brother Li, if you ever find yourself as free as the idle clouds and wild cranes again, although unworthy, I would willingly enlist your help." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Li Jianming’s eyes brightened. Leaving the sect was not easy; Guangcheng Palace had strict control, and if he left, it would mostly be through expulsion. Other sects, out of respect for Guangcheng Palace’s might, might not accept him. In such a situation, Ning Xiaoxian’s willingness to keep him showed that she truly valued his abilities. He had been troubled for a long time, but feeling relieved now, he returned with her to Elder He’s side, and began to explore the garden’s herbs.
Shortly after, a burst of noise erupted from the group of guests in front. Logically, those capable of coming here were reputable figures from major Immortal Sects, and certainly not the type to talk loudly and laugh boisterously like many low-quality tourists she had seen. What was occurring?
As they approached, they discovered that one of the guests had been tied up by Lin Wei’s vines, his limbs bound as if he were a stripped clean pig ready for slaughter. The vines seemed to possess the power to corrode barriers, as the protective red light around the man faded increasingly, and the sharp thorns on the vines were about to pierce his skin.
Just then, an elder from Hidden Stream coldly stated, "Tianya Sea Pavilion has truly no manners. Hidden Stream kindly invited you as guests, yet you dare to commit theft here!"
The bound man shouted loudly, "I did not! You’re slandering me! Even if Hidden Stream has great power, you need evidence to accuse me of theft!" In a moment of quick thinking, he framed Hidden Stream as bullying by power, instantly pushing all the outsiders to stand against Hidden Stream. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to venture to qidian.com to vote your recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)
