Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

Ling Wanran was controlling the boat to sail back, and her spiritual sense detected the presence of cultivators in the distance. She subconsciously wanted to go around them, but she didn't expect that the cultivators over there were coming straight towards her.

Ling Wanran looked a little ugly, and frowned as she looked at the exquisite and magnificent ship not far away.

"What are you going to do, fellow Daoist?"

Her tone was unfriendly, and she glanced at Luo Shan out of the corner of her eye, and saw that Luo Shan was also looking at the big ship approaching from afar with an expressionless face.

"There are seven cultivators on the boat, all of them are in the foundation-building stage." Luo Umbrella transmitted the message to Ling Wanran, and then put the umbrella that was used to block the sun on his head into the storage bag.

When Ling Wanran heard Luo Shan's words, her heart skipped a beat and she felt inexplicably uneasy.

“Hahaha, don’t worry, fairies. We are from the Wang family of Wuwang City, and the one on the boat is our young master.” A hearty middle-aged man’s voice sounded.

Luo Shan looked up and saw a character "王" carved on the big ship: "What do you want?"

What exactly do you want to do by telling them all this for no reason?

"Our young master is going back to Wuwang City to meet the two fairies and get to know them, so he invites the two fairies to go with him." The middle-aged man had a smile on his face and his eyes stopped on Ling Wanran's face.

Ling Wanran felt very uncomfortable with the other party's gaze, and secretly regretted not changing into a phantom skin.

She wondered in her heart whether the other party recognized her as the person who had left Qingyun Sect with such a fuss before.

"Thank you, Young Master Wang, but I still have some things to deal with with my friends. If we have the chance in the future, I will definitely visit you, Young Master Wang." Ling Wanran bowed and made up her mind that when she returned, she would change into phantom skin whenever she went out.

After saying this, Ling Wanran controlled the boat to quickly move away from the Wang family's boat. The middle-aged man didn't expect that someone would actually not give face to his own young master. He was a little angry, and when he saw the actions of the female cultivator, he subconsciously took action to stop the other party.

He swung out his spiritual power in his palm, and suddenly an umbrella appeared in the hand of the female cultivator who had asked them what was the matter. The umbrella slowly opened and actually blocked all of his attacks.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean?" Luo Shan spoke in a bad tone, looking at the middle-aged man with impatience and coldness.

Is this cultivator from the Wang family so domineering?

"It's a misunderstanding, please don't blame me, fellow Taoist." A clear male voice sounded, and a tall and slender young man walked out of the boat. He had a handsome face, wore a white robe, and had a jade flute hanging around his waist.

"Misunderstanding?" Luo Shan sneered, concentrated his spiritual power on his palm, and directly hit the cultivator from the Wang family who had just attacked.

"Sorry, this is also a misunderstanding." Luo San said lightly.

Young Master Wang's face looked a little grim. After blocking an attack for his own subordinate, he took a few steps back. He was a little surprised that this female cultivator's cultivation level was clearly in the middle stage of foundation building, but this attack gave him a very powerful feeling.

"Fellow Taoist, you have a good temper." The young master of the Wang family did not expect the other party to retaliate so directly. In the Wuwang Sea, who dared not to give face to the Wang family? Who is this female cultivator?

"Your subordinates are also good-tempered." Luo Shan glanced at the middle-aged man in a sarcastic tone, then turned his face away, closed his eyes and meditated, looking like he didn't want to pay attention.

The young master of the Wang family was displeased after being humiliated, but he was unsure of the origin of this female cultivator. If he wanted to take action, if he could not kill her and let her escape, he would be in big trouble if there was a powerful background behind her.

It would be better to wait until we get back to the city and have someone look for the origins of the female cultivator. If she is just a casual cultivator, it won’t be too late to teach her a lesson then.

With an idea in mind, Young Master Wang did not linger any longer, but turned back to the cabin. The middle-aged man followed the young man, looking rather indignant:

"Sir, this female cultivator is so arrogant, why don't you teach her a lesson?" She is so arrogant in front of you, she really doesn't know her place.

"Humph!" Young Master Wang snorted, "Didn't you just make a move?"

There was a hint of displeasure in his tone, and no matter how straightforward the middle-aged man was, he could hear the dissatisfaction in his young master's tone.

"Sir, I was reckless."

“This won’t happen again.” After saying this, the young master of the Wang family waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

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"Fellow Daoist Luo, you just made a move, and I'm afraid you have offended the Wang family. There are two major families in Wuwang City, the Wang and Song families." Ling Wanran frowned, and seeing Fellow Daoist Luo's puzzled expression, she explained;

"Fellow Daoist Luo should have heard of the name of the Song family."

"Song? Who?" Luo Shan recalled the cultivator named Song from his mind, and the figure of a sword cultivator in the breeze and bright moon appeared in his mind.

"Song Guili from the Wuji Sect, someone Fellow Daoist Luo had met in the Donglin Secret Realm." Ling Wanran said.

"So he is from the Song family in Wuwang City." Luo Shan was surprised, but did not show much emotion. After all, this had nothing to do with her.

"Yes, Song Guili is the most outstanding genius of this generation of the Song family. Because of Song Guili, the Song family can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Wang family in Wuwang City."

"But even so, if we talk about the number one family in Wuwang City, the Wang family is still the undisputed number one."

"This is also the main reason why the Wang family has a Nascent Soul cultivator behind them."

Fellow Daoist Luo has offended the young master of the Wang family. I'm afraid that his days in Wuwang City will not be easy from now on.

Three days later, the two returned to Wuwang City. After entering the city, Luo Shan was about to find a shop to sell the monsters he had hunted in his storage bag, but he heard a familiar voice.

"Fairy, I really didn't touch your storage bag." The young man's voice sounded nervous. Luo Shan turned his head and saw a young man who was protecting a little girl and waving his hands in panic.

"I think it's you. You're so young and yet you do such a thing. If you don't hand over my storage bag, I'll let you know how to write the word regret." The woman's voice was filled with impatience, and she used her spiritual energy to hit Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong hugged Er Er tightly, exposing his back to the woman's attack.

"Stop!" Luo Shan was about to take action when he saw a familiar figure taking the woman's attack, with a snow-white sword lying in front of the woman.

"He is only at the third level of Qi Refining. How could he steal your storage bag that is at the peak of Qi Refining? I think you lost your storage bag and you are just taking your anger out on an innocent person." said a female cultivator with a frosty face dressed as a sword cultivator.

As soon as the female cultivator said this, Luo Shan noticed that Ling Wanran's body stiffened and a different emotion flashed across her eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?" The female cultivator looked unhappy. After she said this, she realized that she could not see through the cultivation level of this beautiful woman, and she couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

"Wuji Sect, Gu Qingcheng!" Six words came out of his mouth, and the cultivators who were looking around suddenly widened their eyes and looked at Gu Qingcheng together.

"Is this Gu Qingcheng? The one who comprehended the sword intent in the early stage of foundation building and was known as the Wuji Sect's two greatest masters together with Wuji Sect's Song Guili?"