Ten Thousand Times Return: My Senior Sister Plucked Me At The Start

Chapter 312 Wan Xuan

From the other side of the sea of stars?

Great, another reincarnated Immortal.

Times have indeed changed. The Exiled Immortals have come out of seclusion one after another. It would be hard for the Immortal Martial Continent not to be bustling with activity.

"Lead the way."

Zhao Mu planned to meet this man.

Soon, Zhao Mu arrived at a private room.

There were no formations or restrictions set up in the room. The noise of the outside world could be heard without any hindrance. It was a little noisy.

But in the midst of this hustle and bustle, a handsome young man was sitting there like an old monk in meditation, as if everything around him was just a dream.

His cultivation was not high. He had just broken through to the Nascent Soul realm. He was about 14 or 15 years old and was dressed very simply. He had short hair and two tassel-like strands of hair. His eyes were slightly closed and his breathing was even. He gave off an indescribable feeling.

At first glance, he looked very ordinary.

At second glance, he still looked very ordinary.

But after entering the room, Zhao Mu felt as if he had entered someone else's domain. Everything around him seemed to be closely related to the young man. He was the only outsider.

Zhao Mu was even surprised to find that even the surrounding Spiritual Qi was not close to him. He could not use any power outside his body.

This person was not simple. He was probably one of the reincarnated Immortals with a great background.

Zhao Mu walked unhurriedly and sat down opposite the young man.

"Sir, did you deliberately come here to find me, or did you meet me by chance?" Zhao Mu asked.

Only then did the young man slowly open his eyes.

His eyes were very peaceful and calm. There was no emotion in them, but there seemed to be a trace of pity.

"All meetings in this world are destined. The coincidences seen by the eyes must also contain karma."

You're the riddler, right?

Zhao Mu said in annoyance, "I don't know what karma is, but if you don't speak human words, I'm leaving."

The young man smiled indifferently.

"Everything is fated. If you want to leave today, it only means that the time is not right. I won't stop you."

Good fellow, he had met his match.

Zhao Mu really wanted to get up and leave. But after thinking about it, he still chose to stay.

"Sir, you didn't call me here just to talk about these mysterious things, right? In life, everything is for the sake of benefits. Sir, you have some plans for me, and I'm curious about you. Why don't we talk openly?"

The youth smiled faintly.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Wan Xuan. I'm from the Supreme Celestial World and my master is the Supreme Celestial King."

"Last night, during the Purple Star Transformation and the Chaos Calamity, I predicted that something big would happen in the Imperial Palace. I was afraid that a demon would come into being. I was prepared to take action, but I didn't expect that a cold moonlight would come out of nowhere, completely messing up the stars in the sky. It even allowed me to indirectly observe that a companion star had appeared on the high and mysterious moon."

He spoke tirelessly, and actually restored most of the events that happened last night.

You're the Divine Mathematician, right?

Zhao Mu cursed in his heart, but he couldn't help but think highly of Wan Xuan.

This reincarnated Exiled Immortal might not be strong at the moment, but his fortune-telling ability was rather shocking and could not be underestimated.

"Mister, your divine foresight is admirable. However, aren't you afraid of causing a backlash by revealing the secrets of the heavens?" Zhao Mu asked.

Weren't fortune-tellers all afraid of revealing heavenly secrets and affecting their own fates? Even if this guy was the reincarnation of a banished immortal, he should still avoid it.

"The Sly Path Sect never cares about gains and losses. They only ask their own hearts."

So that was the case. This guy was from the Sly Path Sect. To put it bluntly, he was a Demon Path member. He didn't have so many taboos.

"So you're here on behalf of the Sly Path Sect?" Zhao Mu looked displeased. He was already prepared to leave at any time.

Unexpectedly, Wan Xuan just shook his head.

"I didn't come here today to represent my own standpoint, but to honor my master's orders. I just want to make friends with you and sell some good karma."

"What's the difference? Isn't your master also a member of the Crafty Dao?"

Wan Xuan shook his head again. "My master is my master, and I am me. Who said that master and disciple have to be on the same side?"

'Eh, you're the only one who's rebellious!'

"Your Immortal World's ways are too overboard. I can't afford it. I think it's better to have less dealings with you." Zhao Mu spoke from the bottom of his heart.

The situation wasn't clear yet, but many people were already forcing him to choose a side.

Jade Lake Immortal Palace.

Blood Spring Devil World.

Now, there was the Taiqing Immortal World.

Plus, there was a mysterious Crafty Dao Sect.

The game hadn't started yet, and there were already four forces making their moves.

Who knew how many forces were hiding in the dark.

The current situation was like the darkness before dawn. Although the sky was about to break, it was also the darkest period.

In this dark forest, being too high-profile might not be a good thing.

Zhao Mu felt that he might need to restrain himself for a while and focus on managing the Saint Prime Devil Sect. He had to stabilize his foundation first.

Wan Xuan smiled and pushed two items in front of Zhao Mu.

"These two treasures represent myself and my master, the Taiqing Immortal King. Whether Young Master Zhao believes in fate or not, I still want to ask you to pick one of them and take it away. This good karma might come into play in the near future."

Zhao Mu looked at the two treasures in front of him.

On the left was a palm-sized jade token. Immortal Qi surged inside, and it seemed to contain many immortal words. It should be a cultivation technique from the Immortal World.

On the right was a seven-colored gem. It was transparent and flawless, and there seemed to be the power of laws violently pulsing inside.

They were all good things. To be honest, even Zhao Mu was a little envious.

However, he still pushed the two treasures back without hesitation.

Zhao Mu stood up and said, "I won't let go of things that I should take, but I won't take anything that I shouldn't take. Goodbye!"

With that, Zhao Mu turned and left, no longer in the mood to listen to music. He returned to the night market, found Xiang Ningbing, and headed to the palace.

Inside the private room, Wan Xuan looked at the two treasures in front of him and let out a soft sigh.

"Mister, that Zhao Mu doesn't know what's good for him. Do you want me to teach him a lesson?" The black-robed man walked to Wan Xuan's side and said.

"Forget it. This person's fate is extraordinary, and he might be a strong competitor in the competition for the Grand Dao in the future. If it isn't necessary, then we must not incur his wrath."

"Let's go. There's no need to stay in Saint City any longer. Let's go to the Thousand Demon Forest to find our next target."

"Yes."

In the palace, the empress's bedroom.

Zhao Mu was lying lazily on the Empress's soft, fragrant bed. The incomparably noble Empress of Profound Secrets was kneeling by his side, massaging him with her soft, slender, jade-like hands.

Zhao Mu admired the Empress of Providence's beautiful face. Suddenly, he asked, "If I asked you to stay tonight and serve me in bed, would you be willing?"

Lady Providence's body trembled slightly.

"Xuanji does not dare to disobey Master's orders."

Although that was what she said, Zhao Mu saw that her favorability towards her was dropping.

Zhao Mu sat up and laughed. He couldn't help but take the Empress of Profound Secrets's beautiful face and rub it hard.

"I'm just teasing you. Don't be nervous. What I need is your strength and your loyalty. Other than that, I won't force you to do anything else."

"I'm not nervous," said the Empress of Profound Secrets calmly. She needed to maintain her regal bearing.

"Is that so? Then why are your palms sweating?"