Jiuyin City is the core city of Wuding Mansion, and the master of the mansion lives in this city.
Wuding Prefecture has eighteen cities, two first-class cities, six second-class cities, and ten third-class cities, which constitute the distribution of all forces in Wuding Prefecture.
The city lords of these cities must meet at Jiuyin City every first day of the month to report the situation of the city to the city lords.
Today happens to be the first day of the lunar month. Eighteen city lords are sitting around Tianbei Peak, forming a circle. According to the level of the city, those with higher levels are on the inside, showing their higher status, while city lords with lower levels have to sit
later.
The first-class city lords who made things difficult for Li Hanxue, the city lords of Tianhu City and the city lord of Wang Zhao City, these two old bones are still sitting in the first place. After four years, they have also stepped into the middle-level from the low-level underworld warriors.
The cultivation level of a warrior in the underworld.
Compared with rising stars such as Li Hanxue, Gu Xiyu, Zhou Yuchen, and Long Xiao, they are naturally far inferior. Although they have lived for hundreds of years, their potential has been almost exhausted, and their martial arts has gone downhill.
It will become increasingly difficult to make further progress.
This is the different results brought about by the difference in potential and talent.
For outstanding figures of the younger generation such as Li Hanxue, Long Zhanye, and Jian Wufeng, their cultivation levels have skyrocketed in just a few years, and they have been on an uphill climb. This is because their potential is amazing, so they can become more powerful in a short period of time.
With rapid improvement, they cannot see where their limits are. However, for warriors with mediocre qualifications, it may take hundreds or even thousands of years for them to step into the holy realm. Some people will not be able to do so in their entire lives.
Enter the holy realm.
The further these warriors practice, the easier it is for them to see their own limits, which are almost impossible to break through.
Just like the difference between a top chess player and a mediocre chess player, a mediocre chess player counts three moves, while a top chess player counts thirty moves, or even more. This kind of mental arithmetic speed is a kind of talent, and mediocre people can't achieve it no matter how they train.
To this extent.
This is a destiny given by God and cannot be reversed by manpower.
But even so, with the cultivation of the Lord of Wangzhao City and the Lord of Tianhu City, they can still stand high in Wuding Mansion and show off their power.
Simply because they are a mid-level underworld warrior.
The four of them, Li Hanxue, stood high in the sky and slowly descended. Among the eighteen city lords, Li Hanxue also saw an interesting person.
That is the city lord of Nanling City. Nanling City was originally a third-class city. Later, because of a character like Li Hanxue, he won the first place in merit points on Tianbei Peak for the first time and was promoted to the city lord of a second-class city.
As a result, his cultivation level has reached the first level of the Underworld Martial Realm, and his status has also been significantly improved.
These eighteen city lords are all waiting for Palace Master Wuding to send someone over, because in recent years, Palace Master Wuding has stopped showing up, and all matters are left to a boy to handle.
This boy was short in stature, had a gourd head, and had two big eyes that rolled around like black grapes. All the city lords did not dare to regard this boy as a child.
No one knows his name, everyone calls him Master Jing.
Everyone is afraid of Master Jing, even the two city lords of the first-class city. They are even more afraid of Master Jing than the master of Wuding Palace.
"Recently, there have been people from Chongxiao Mansion bringing people over to make trouble. This matter must be reported to Lord Jing."
"They are still spreading some rumors, saying that the master of the palace will die suddenly in the near future. Let us quickly take our families and join them, otherwise when the time comes when Chongxiao Palace attacks, we will die without a burial place."
"This is really unreasonable! This Chongxiao Mansion is going too far! The Lord of the Palace is extremely powerful and has a lifespan as long as the sky. How could he die suddenly!" A second-class city lord said angrily, "They must know that the Lord of the Palace is close.
Over the past few years, they have left things to Master Jing to handle without any care, so they dare to be so presumptuous."
"But Mr. Jing always turns a blind eye and doesn't give these bastards a serious lesson, so they become more and more rampant. If this continues, our Wuding Mansion's reputation will definitely fall."
"From your tone, it seems that you have a lot of objections to Master Jing? Master Jing is coming soon. You'd better keep your mouth shut. If Master Jing hears it, your position as the city lord of a second-class city will be ruined.
It’s going to change hands.”
The city lord of the second-class city quickly shut up and did not dare to say another word.
Li Hanxue has been standing high in the sky, watching all this happen. These city masters have low cultivation levels and it is impossible to discover Li Hanxue.
"Lord Jing?" Li Hanxue said lightly, "When did Master Wuding have a Lord Jing beside him?"
When Li Hanxue was secretly wondering, a big head shook slightly up and down. As the steps continued to go up, the big head was exposed from the top of the head to the forehead to both eyes, and finally the whole head was exposed.
This head is indeed big, especially when compared with the boy's body.
His head is even bigger than his body!
This boy was only four feet tall and very short. He was wearing an exquisite and gorgeous purple short coat, with his belly button exposed. He had a big head, but very little hair, so the boy cherished his hair very much and used it with perfume.
It was dyed fragrantly and neatly combed with the most precious glazed cold jade comb.
This boy was already ugly, but when he dressed up like this, he became even more ugly.
As soon as he came, all the city lords felt as if they had been stabbed by a needle. Their flesh all jumped and they all knelt down in front of the boy, "Greetings to Lord Jing!"
The boy approached the lord of Wang Zhao City and showed a cold smile, "Does my hair smell good?"
To be honest, although the perfume used by children is fragrant, when the smell is too strong, it will become extremely pungent and uncomfortable.
City Master Wang Zhao was miserable, but he could only keep shouting: "Smells, smells, the perfume Mr. Jing used today is the most fragrant in the world."
"You fart!" The boy tightened his face, raised his short right foot, and landed on the head of City Lord Wang Zhao, trampling his face directly on the ground, "Last time I used another perfume, you
You said it smells the best, and now you say it smells the best, you bastard is obviously trying to mess with me."
City Lord Wang Zhao quickly begged for mercy: "Lord Jing, I am telling the truth. In my opinion, both perfumes have the same fragrance, so they are both the most fragrant in the world. Lord Jing, I am telling the truth."
Upon hearing this, the boy's expression softened three points, and he smiled: "You have some taste, and you know that these two perfumes are the most fragrant. In fact, I also like these two perfumes the most, so I will spare you this time."
The boy kicked City Lord Wang Zhao away. Lord Wang Zhao was seriously injured by the kick. He suffered an unreasonable disaster for no reason, but he had to endure it in humiliation.
"Okay, if anything happens, please report it as soon as possible. The master of the palace is still waiting for me to take care of it."
Li Hanxue stared at the boy and frowned, "This boy is so yin and yang that he actually has a ninth-level cultivation in the Wild Martial Realm. He is considered a top master in this secret realm of martial arts. But with the nature of the Lord of the Palace, he will never entrust his power to him.
In the hands of such a person, is it possible that the master of the palace has passed away?"