My wife is a practitioner, I am invincible when I lie down

Before I knew it, night had fallen.

The market is more lively at night than during the day.

The open-air auction is still in full swing.

The top warriors from all sides were bidding fiercely at this moment, fighting fiercely for a sixth-grade imperial weapon, and were almost about to come to blows.

Zhao Mu was not interested at all and was enjoying delicious food with An Jing in a restaurant.

The scale of this martial arts exchange meeting is indeed quite large, and there are many good things, but there are really not many that can catch Zhao Mu's eye.

He only made a few moves during the day and bought a few functional magic weapons.

What interested him most was a puppet. This puppet had very powerful functions. It was proficient in washing clothes and cooking, and even played more than a dozen musical instruments. It knew various languages, could paint, write poetry, and could also put on special skin to dress up as a human.

Zhao Mu's purple gold gourd was just missing a little housekeeper, and with this multifunctional puppet, things would be much more convenient.

It must be said that this world is never short of geniuses.

Anyone who can create such a powerful puppet must be a genius who is proficient in both refining equipment and forming formations.

It’s a pity that the seller’s identity is confidential, otherwise Zhao Mu would really like to get to know this person.

"Young Master, please try this piece of Eight Treasures Tofu. It's made with eight kinds of imperial spiritual essences. It's considered this restaurant's signature dish. You need to reserve it six months in advance. I had to use a lot of connections to get it."

Zhao Mu picked up a piece of crystal clear tofu and put it in his mouth to taste it.

"It's just so-so. The flavors are too mixed and it feels a bit out of place." Zhao Mu commented bluntly.

An Jing smiled awkwardly and hurriedly introduced other dishes.

When we were halfway through the meal, we suddenly heard a fierce fight outside.

An Jing curiously leaned out the window to take a look and said, "Young Master, there really is a fight going on at the auction house. Five Saint Emperor Realm masters, three against two. Both sides are strangers. They are probably not warriors from the Qianyuan Dynasty."

Zhao Mu responded, but didn't care.

Warriors are all warlike people. When there are many people, conflicts are likely to arise, and it is normal to fight.

"There's a pretty girl, would you like her, sir?"

Before An Jing finished speaking, she felt a breeze blowing, and Zhao Mu was already standing in front of the window, looking out.

amount……

Haha, man.

Among the five Saint Emperor Realm masters who were fighting, there was indeed a very beautiful girl.

He looks young, only about sixteen or seventeen years old, but his cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Holy Emperor Realm.

Even in Zhongzhou, such geniuses are rare.

Zhao Mu couldn't help but take another look out of curiosity.

"Zhao Qiqi: 17 years old, fourth level of the Holy Emperor Realm, daughter of the ancient Zhao family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, supreme seventh-grade ancient holy body."

Zhao Mu was slightly surprised when he saw the girl's message.

How did the ancient Zhao family suddenly appear?

Zhao Mu vaguely remembered that his father once mentioned that the ancestors of the Zhao family originated from Zhongzhou, and later a small branch separated and migrated to the Southern Region.

Could it be that they are from the same family?

Beside Zhao Qiqi, there is an old man at the ninth level of the Holy Emperor Realm, who is her protector.

The three Saint Emperors on the opposite side were all at the eighth level of Saint Emperor Realm, and came from a force called Wuji Sect in the Great Qin Empire.

The strength of these three people is also very strong. With three against two, they have a slight upper hand.

Although Zhao Qiqi is incredibly talented, she is still too young and lacks combat experience. She relies entirely on her bodyguard to deal with the enemy.

But if this continues, I'm afraid it won't last long.

Zhao Mu was very interested in the affairs of the ancient Zhao family, so he naturally would not watch Zhao Qiqi fail.

"Quiet, go help them."

"Good son."

An Jing acted decisively and joined the battle.

Her strength is still very strong. Although she can't sweep the opposite side, with her help, the pressure on Zhao Qiqi's side is immediately reduced a lot.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the three people on the opposite side did not dare to continue the stalemate and retreated, thinking that they were unlucky.

Zhao Qiqi was overjoyed and ran to An Jing happily.

"Thank you for your help, sister. You are such a good person."

An Jing smiled slightly, looked towards the restaurant and said, "My young master ordered me to come here to help these two. If you want to thank me, please go and thank my young master in person."

Zhao Qiqi looked towards the restaurant curiously and saw Zhao Mu greeting her with a smile.

What a handsome little brother!

"Second uncle, let's go thank that young master."

After saying that, she ran towards the restaurant.

The old man followed behind and shook his head helplessly.

A moment later, on the third floor of the restaurant.

Zhao Qiqi rushed into the box and walked towards Zhao Mu in a carefree manner.

"Thank you for your help, sir. My name is Zhao Qiqi, and I come from the ancient Zhao family."

"What a coincidence! My surname is also Zhao, and my name is Zhao Mu. I come from the Zhao family, the imperial clan of the Southern Territory."

"Southern Territory...Zhao Family?!"

Zhao Qiqi was obviously stunned for a moment.

The old man following behind was also a little surprised. It couldn't be such a coincidence.

Zhao Qiqi glanced at the old man beside her and said, "Second uncle, I heard that our Zhao family originally separated a branch of the family and went to the Southern Region. It wouldn't be..."

The old man nodded: "It is true."

"Wow!"

Zhao Qiqi's eyes lit up, and the look she gave Zhao Mu suddenly became much friendlier.

"Brother Zhao Mu, please tell me about your Zhao family. Maybe we are still a family."

Zhao Mu smiled slightly and briefly described the situation of the Zhao family.

"The Imperial Clan was established in the Southern Territory over three thousand years ago... The timing also matches, so it seems there can be no mistake."

The old man said excitedly, "Young friend Zhao Mu, your Southern Territory Zhao family is very likely the branch that branched off from our ancient Zhao family. We thought this branch had died out, but we didn't expect it to survive until now. This is truly wonderful!"

Zhao Mu was also slightly excited.

I never expected to meet my clan members who had been lost for many years by chance. This is so rare.

But Zhao Mu soon realized a problem.

The teleportation array on the Shengxuan Continent is so developed that distance has never been an obstacle.

If the ancient Zhao family really wanted to find their relatives, they only needed to send someone to the southern region and they would definitely be able to discover the existence of the Zhao family.

But over the years, even when the Zhao family was in the most difficult times, the ancient Zhao family never showed up.

The most likely possibility is that the ancient Zhao family has long forgotten the side branch that was separated from them back then.

One is a wealthy family in the city, and the other is a native from the countryside. Even if they both have the surname Zhao and the same blood, what does that mean?

After all, this is a world where the strong are respected.

Zhao Mu is now quite powerful and can command an eighth-level Saint Emperor at will.

Therefore, in the eyes of Zhao Qiqi and the old man from the Zhao family, he is worthy of being recognized as a relative.

If Zhao Mu today was still just a mediocre warrior in the Martial Honor Realm, would the ancient Zhao family take him seriously?

Even if Zhao Mu rushed to recognize his relatives, the other party would probably just treat him as a poor relative who came to climb up the social ladder and send him away.

Maybe they won’t even recognize it.

After realizing this, Zhao Mu became much more relaxed.