Chapter 357 - Wonder Plane (2/2)

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“There, there! Look, the marking is activated!” Someone gave a reminder.

All the cultivators in the streets looked up, and so did Lonemoon, subconsciously. The golden array in the air suddenly started changing, and the whole figure started condensing and transforming, generating large amounts of golden stars which fell down. Words vaguely appeared in the middle of it and started getting clearer gradually. Within the time of burning half an incense, two words in attention-catching large fonts were formed – Father Niu!

“…”

Damn!

“Eh? What is Father Niu, anyone heard of it?”

“I’ve never heard of it. Can it be some top-level pill?”

“Or maybe some rare artifact.”

“No, no. In my opinion, this must be some special cultivation method.”

Lonemoon’s mouth twitched, and the veins in his forehead were about to burst. Killing aura overflowed all over his body. He produced a wind-riding seal and turned to rush towards the position from which the array just rose.

These two idiots!

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He went all the way to the square at the very center of the immortal city. Indeed, from far away, he saw a platform raised in the middle of the square, on which two familiar figures stood. One of the leaned lazily on a chair, nibbling at a fruit. The other stood behind holding a giant banner. On the banner, it was written in golden font: Paying substantially to look for Father Niu!

The two glanced at the crowd in front of them while chatting casually.

“Chef, do you think Father Niu will see it?”

“Master, rest assured. With his cultivation level, even without meeting us, he wouldn’t come to danger.”

“Uh… How many immortal stones have we owed, then?”

“Including the cost of fireworks just now, it would be 45105 mid-tier immortal stones in total.”

“Chef, quickly use your Divine Perception to do a careful search. We must find Father Niu!”

“Yes, Master. No problem, Master!”

The footstep of Lonemoon, who just reached the square, paused. In the next moment he turned to leave without hesitation. Holy shit, I don’t know these two burdens.

“Father Niu!” Shen Ying actually recognized him fast. “Chef, stop him!”

“Yes, Master!”

In the next moment, with clanging sounds, a sword rain fell in front of Lonemoon, surrounding him tightly. The cultivators around him hurried to dodge. In the middle of the whole square, Lonemoon was the only one left, surrounded by immortal swords.

Shen Ying stood up rapidly and raised a hand for a passionate greeting. “Hey! Father Niu!”

“Get lost!”

Don’t think about me paying all your debts!

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Lonemoon realized deeply that he had been keeping two costly burdens. It was less than four hours since they separated, and the two could actually use up tens of thousands of mid-tier immortal stones within such a small immortal city. Besides, they were merely eating, without buying any dharma artifacts or dharma treasures.

Lonemoon pressed his bag of immortal stones with a bleeding heart. More than forty thousand mid-tier immortal stones, forty thousand! How much dirty work… pui, business, would he have to do, and how many spirit plants and dharma artifacts would he have to sell to make up for that?

For the 1001th time, he wanted to sell these two burdens!