Chapter 39 Human World, Haotian

Author: Li Ju Yu Wu Zhi

Chapter 39 Human World, Haotian

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Xu San, Xu Si, and Zhang Chulan were looking at the gold, jade, and jewelry in the room with shocked faces.

"Senior Han, what treasure house did you loot?" Zhang Chulan swallowed.

"The main reason is that it's too troublesome to go to a pawn shop to exchange money. I think you guys can exchange these into money quickly. By the way, you can also apply for an ID card for me, as well as a series of things that are needed in human society. In terms of fees,

Just watch and it will be done."

Han Ye spread his hands and took out one-tenth of the treasures in the Eagle Palace in the Tianlong World. He estimated that the value of these things should be enough for Nadu Tong to sell them.

"Does Mr. Han need money very much?" Xu Si asked.

"I'm not short of money, but I just came back from practicing in the mountains. It's very inconvenient to walk in this society." Han Ye explained.

Xu Si and Xu San looked at each other after hearing this.

"I wonder if Mr. Han would be willing to join Nadutong. Of course, with Mr. Han's ability, he doesn't need to be a temporary worker. He is considered an external hire. If there is anything we can trouble you, it's up to you whether to accept it or not."

"One shot."

"One hundred million."

"US dollars."

Han Ye waved his hand, and all the gold and silver treasures in the house disappeared immediately.

"I told you earlier, I was going to keep these things to build a house." Han Ye sat down and took a sip of tea.

"Building... building a house, you really don't understand the world of rich people..." Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched when he heard this, and there was a row of black lines on his forehead.

The door slowly opened, and a cute long-haired head came out of the door.

"Han Ye, I saw a big ingot on the other side of the door. If you are rich, give it to me and I will help you get rid of it."

Han Ye nodded and pointed a finger, and a pile of gold and silver ingots appeared in Feng Baobao's arms.

"Get rich! Get rich!" Feng Baobao's money-obsessed voice gradually faded away in the corridor, and Zhang Chulan and the three people in the room wiped the sweat on their foreheads wordlessly.

At noon.

Han Ye changed into casual clothes and left the Doutong Express Company.

A dark figure on the roof took out his mobile phone and seemed to be reporting something.

When he looked down again, Han Ye's figure had disappeared.

"Go back and tell Wang Ai not to worry. I'll play for a few days before looking for him." Han Ye's voice came faintly from behind the man.

He hurriedly looked back, but found nothing.

Han Ye walked around the city all afternoon and finally took a bus to the city center.

The lights and traffic here are bustling, which is when the city's nightlife begins.

Han Ye found a random tavern and sat down, and the human power left by the Master began to operate.

The bar owner was busy hiding behind a tree and coughing.

Everyone around them didn't seem to notice Han Ye's presence, and seemed to be deliberately avoiding him.

Han Ye looked at the people around him with a calm expression.

In the night, the bartender playing tricks, the beautiful bartender applying make-up, the college students playing stud, the old woman crying alone...

All kinds of people came and went, like a dream, but Han Ye sat at the door of the bar and never left.

All living beings are reduced to miniatures in Han Ye’s eyes.

Han Ye's hair was getting shorter and the hair on his legs became thicker. Then he transformed into a vigorous young man. The basketball at his feet kept rolling. The bartender came forward and gave him a glass of whiskey.

After drinking the wine, green stubble slowly appeared on the young man's chin, wrinkles crawled onto his brow, the basketball jersey grew into a shirt, and he transformed into a middle-aged man who was reading a book and meditating.

After turning the pages of the book, the middle-aged man's chest gradually swelled, and a woman in a red evening dress sat at the door of the bar and lit a cigarette.

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At the outdoor table in the bar, hundreds of social roles were constantly changing, but no one noticed.

This situation lasted for an unknown number of days until a heavy rain poured down and the bustling streets became deserted. The boss hid the tissue he was coughing up blood in his trouser pocket and decided to temporarily close the business and rest for a while.

When he closed the door, he saw a person sitting on a seat in the heavy rain outside.

The man's expression could not be seen clearly in the heavy rain.

The boss quickly took out an umbrella and rushed out of the store.

"Young man, why are you sitting here stupidly? Come in quickly, what should I do if I get gonorrhea? Cough!" The boss coughed and reached out to grab the man's arm, but it went directly through his body.

The boss was stunned. The man in the rain looked at him, put his transparent hand on his chest, and penetrated it.

After an unknown amount of time, the boss woke up from his sluggish state. His hand holding the umbrella was a little sore, but his breathing had never been so smooth.

The boss rubbed his eyes, which were a little dizzy from the water on the ground. When he looked at the seat again, there was no one there.

A notice of terminal lung cancer in his coat pocket was blown into the wind and rain and turned into mud.

"Looking back to the desolate place where I came from, there was no wind or rain or sunshine when I returned."

Han Ye was walking on the deserted street. The rain was getting lighter. He looked up at the sky. A ray of clear light broke through the wind and rain and shone on Han Ye.

"Is this the human world?"

Wang Ye was walking uneasily on the street, followed by a purple-haired man with narrow eyes.

"Can you stop following me?" Wang Ye turned around and looked at Zhuge Qing speechlessly.

"Compete with me." Zhuge Qing said persistently. Although he was eliminated by Han Ye very early, he still stayed to watch the entire match of Luo Tian Dajiao.

The method used by Wang Ye in the battle with Feng Baobao was clearly some kind of extremely sophisticated spell, which had nothing to do with the Wu-Dang Clan.

Although Wang Ye lost in the end, Zhuge Qing couldn't accept it in his heart. When did another technique appear in this world that was more mysterious than their Wuhou Qimen's?

"Tsk, let's get over it later, I'm just annoyed!" Wang Ye frowned, why is this person so arrogant?

Nowadays, the Wang family's residence is all under surveillance, and Wang also finds that he seems to be completely exposed to the eyes of others every day. Even when he crosses the road, the monitor next to the traffic light will turn to look at him. How can he be in the mood to do this now?

People from the Wuhou family competed.

To this day, Wang doesn't know who is attacking him and his family.

"It looks like you are in trouble. Maybe you should seek some professional help." Zhuge Qing looked at Wang Ye and couldn't help but suggest.

"Professional person?" Wang Ye thought for a moment, opened the address book on his mobile phone and found Zhang Chulan's name.

Han Ye left the city and found an abandoned building in the suburbs. He flew to the top of the building and looked around. There were barren land and smelly ditches within a kilometer radius.

"There should be very few people here."

Han Ye's mind swept through the entire building, and after finding that there were only some dead dog bodies and groups of gnawing rats, he sat down with his eyes closed.

Countless forbidden runes emerged from Han Ye's body and were deployed around him, as if forming a huge thunder array cage.

After doing all this, a Nascent Soul composed of Qi light emerged from Han Ye's abdomen and floated in the air.

It is a divine object that emerges from the third level of practice after reaching the third level of rebirth proficiency. It has the consciousness and abilities that are in sync with Han Ye.

"Fellow Taoist, are you ready?" Han Ye asked.

"Hurry up, I've been putting up with this Haotian bitch for a long time!" Yuanying replied.

Han Ye raised his hand, and a halo of light appeared in front of him.

The woman in the halo looked at Han Ye coldly.

"You are willing to be my messenger in the world...what have you done to me!?"

Yuanying dived into the halo regardless of his own safety.

Can anyone explain to me what the Nascent Soul is in Zhang Chulan’s body?
Chapter completed!