From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

Yingchuan was not the type of person who would let others control his affairs, so he also started wandering around in there.

Of course, he was not like a headless fly. He found a servant and asked him to take him around the Bustan Castle.

This place is very big, and he cannot do whatever he wants. He has to restrain all his aggressiveness, otherwise he would be killed by someone who is not happy with him. That would be a loss. After all, a dead genius has no value, and Emperor Guan would not say anything.

He followed him politely and asked him to take him to explore the place.

He is indeed a good candidate to be a guide and he always answers any questions.

"Sir, I have another question for you, can you answer it?" said Mr. Yingchuan.

"Ask, guest. I am obliged to answer your questions, but only if they do not harm the interests of the family. Other than that, you can," he replied, which was indeed normal.

"I want to know how the nobility developed." Yingchuan said.

"You've asked the right person," he immediately felt happy and then introduced himself to Yingchuan.

Yingchuan pretended to listen.

“The first generation of Pasqier’s ancestor was a great practitioner of the Void Realm. When he was over a thousand years old, he went to the Demon Suppression Pass to look for an opportunity to break through, and then he met Mr. Shen Qiya, the owner of the Sixth Royal Court at that time.

He admired his ancestor's talent and gave him guidance. A hundred years later, his ancestor successfully broke through the fusion. In order to thank Mr. Shen, he ordered to be on good terms with Emperor Guan for generations.

After that, he returned to the Holy Hero Road and took charge of one side here. In order to suppress the blood race in the Black Domain, he established the city of Senamis. It has been nearly a million years now. It's a pity that the ancestor was ambushed and died when he was crossing the Mahayana, otherwise it would have been more prosperous. "He was a little emotional, but it was true that the fusion and the Mahayana were two completely different concepts, representing different meanings.

Yingchuan didn't say anything, nor was he too sad, and the two of them continued their tour.

"By the way, sir, there is one thing I haven't told you," he said.

"What's the matter?" Yingchuan asked him to speak out.

"There are some places within the family that you cannot go to. They are family secrets and cannot be known by outsiders. Please understand," he said slowly.

"I understand, thank you!" Yingchuan replied. He knew that curiosity kills the cat, so he would not care about these things.

Then, the two of them visited all the local restaurants they could find, and it was time for lunch.

"Please follow us to take a bath and change clothes," the two maids said to Yingchuan.

Yingchuan didn't say anything. He obediently followed the two maids to the bathroom, washed up, changed into a goose-tail suit, and went to the banquet.

The banquet hall had already been decorated and was relatively low-key. Yingchuan arrived relatively early.

He came to his seat, gently pulled out the chair, adjusted it to a comfortable distance, and sat down quietly. The tableware was ready, so he closed his eyes and waited quietly.

After a while, Ronaldo and the others arrived.

This is a middle-aged man, wearing a brown suit, tall and with smooth facial lines. It is not difficult to see that he is very handsome.

Next to him was a graceful lady, exuding mature feminine charm, and her strength was no weaker than Ronaldo's.

"This is the head of the Ronald family. Next to him is his wife, Yebelina. They are from the dignified and noble Yatasha family. Welcome them," the butler introduced to everyone.

It is normal for big families to marry each other, because what they value is the family power behind them. As for whether the protagonist is willing or not, it is not important.

The smart ones understand all of this. At worst, they will just ignore the other person and won’t refuse, because they know they are not important. Instead of meaninglessly resisting, it is better to be comfortable with it.

If it's a fool, well, then I'll search his soul until he becomes a fool and throw him on the bed, and I won't care whether you agree or not. As for killing him, then just replace him with someone else, because both parties value each other's family, there is no such thing as elopement.

Yingchuan and others stood up, which was a sign of respect for the host.

After Ronaldo had finished saying what he needed to say, he motioned for everyone to sit down and start enjoying their meal.

Yingchuan spread the napkin flat on his legs, took the knife in his right hand and the fork in his left hand, and began to enjoy the flesh and blood of the Lianxu monster in front of him.

The time was peaceful and nothing unexpected happened until the end of the lunch.

Everyone came to the study, and Yingchuan and others followed them in, standing by the wall, quietly waiting for what happened next.

"I heard from Wei Bo that the result of this competition was not beyond my expectations. It seems that we still lack experience." He looked at the ten people without revealing any emotion.

"This choice is very necessary," his meaning was very clear, and everyone knew what he meant.

Afterwards, he said everything he needed to say. It seemed that he cared about these younger generations, but in fact, his mind was all on the immortal hidden land.

Yingchuan just listened there quietly, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.

However, contrary to his wishes, his attention was diverted to him.

"This must be Yingchuan, he's really a handsome guy," he suddenly pointed at Yingchuan.

It felt like the teacher suddenly called his name in class. It was a bit scary, but he remained calm.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior." He did not say anything modest or anything like that. That would be too artificial. Others would not like it and would not have a good impression of it.

He nodded and didn't say anything. To him, no matter how talented Yingchuan was, he was just a Nascent Soul, an ant that could be killed with ease.

Yingchuan didn't care too much about it. It was not something he could figure out. Even if he knew, it wouldn't matter. It wouldn't change anything.

Not long after, everyone dispersed. They had limited time. This was an achievement almost jointly achieved by the four royal courts. It was an extremely huge victory, involving many people, so their time was limited.

Ronaldo kept the ten people behind and explained some things to them individually. Yingchuan and others also went back to the door and waited.

After a while, they teleported here. Everyone nodded and confirmed, and then they began to cross the void and rushed to the next place.

……

"They should be here soon," said a tall and strong man in a windbreaker. It was raining heavily outside the window, and his eagle eyes exuded majesty.

"My respected master, they have left Paschiel and will be here soon," said a slightly older servant.

He said nothing, but motioned for him to go down and meet them.

"I hope this so-called immortal hidden place really has an opportunity for sudden Mahayana achievement," he murmured to himself, restraining his sharpness and regaining his composure once again.