Chapter 48: The Great Benefits of Heaven

  A mountain road hundreds of meters long, only five or six meters wide, with steep cliffs on both sides, at a height of over 20 meters, neatly installed with streetlights, making this straight asphalt road shine exceptionally bright.

  Every fifty meters, there were two men in black clothes standing on both sides of the road, holding knives and swords. They looked solemn and had a faint aura of killing intent emanating from them.

  "Asphalt road, electric lights, this black market is different from what I imagined! Old Hua, when you came here before, was it the same as now?"

  Zhang Yi turned his head and looked at the little donkey smoking on its back. The old man with a pleased expression asked.

  The old man glanced at Zhang Yi and sneered, "When I came here before, it was desolate, a place where birds wouldn't even shit. Thatched cottages and grass houses were everywhere, and even if you wanted to have a romantic tryst with a beauty, you'd have to worry about the thatched house and the broken wooden bed being able to withstand the commotion..."

  His words were actually not finished, because he remembered that year was too crazy, and the thatched hut was collapsed.

  To change the subject, he deliberately yawned and hummed:

  "Ah ha...... what's this, it looks like there have been earth-shattering changes here, I hope... I hope those damn thatched cottages inside have been stuffed into pigsties."

  After walking hundreds of meters ahead, the world in front suddenly became clear and bright.

  Along both sides of the asphalt road, which is nearly three times wider, there are rows of independent shops, spaced about 20 to 30 meters apart. Each shop's signboard has neon lights flashing on it. The melodious sound of the piano echoes through this open and secluded paradise, adding a touch of elegance to this place where flowers bloom in profusion and trees provide shade.

  "The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is very dense here."

  Zhang Yi's eyes lit up as he looked around at the environment inside and felt the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, sighing softly.

  "Indeed!"

  Tonghu nodded silently.

  The old man riding the little donkey nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's like this now. It's not bad, it seems that old thing didn't spare any effort for this black market. I'm telling you two, stop looking around like a country bumpkin. Follow me here, and you should walk with your head held high, take big strides, and stare with wide eyes."

  "Is there a difference?"

  Zhang Yi and Tong Hu simultaneously rolled their eyes.

  On the streets of the black market, there are not many pedestrians, occasionally a few people hurry by, also quickly entering one store after another.

  "What shall we do next? Go buy what's needed directly?"

  Zhang Yi turned his head and looked at Tong Hu, asking aloud.

  "Take a look around and if you find what we need, buy it. Let's finish shopping early and leave this place early," said Tóng Hǔ.

  The old man asked curiously: "What are you two going to buy?"

  "It's something that can save your life!"

  The old man's eyebrows rose. He smiled and asked: "Have you two run into trouble?"

  Tong Hu and Zhang Yi exchanged a glance and shook their heads simultaneously.

  The old man flipped his eyes, turned his head to look straight ahead, and shouted loudly: "Xuanyuan dead ghost, you know that I, the old man, hate using my brain the most. Don't make me search for you from door to door, otherwise I'll smash this damn black market. Hurry up and come out, 18 imported foreign girls are waiting for me... no, no, it's 26, 26 imported foreign girls are ready for me."

  The rolling sound waves surged forward like a tide.

  Zhang Yi and Tong Hu subconsciously covered their ears, their eardrums buzzing from the sound. There was even a faint pain, which made them feel a wave of shock in their hearts.

  The once silent black market suddenly erupted with massive energy, as angry curses and shouts of indignation burst forth from all corners.

  Even more, a dozen or so massive auras, like Mount Tai pressing down, whizzed over, and in an instant, Zhang Yi and Tong Hu spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood. Their bodies were like kites with broken strings, flying backwards.

  "Great, great, great! The wound is great, the wound is wonderful! Haha, I, old man, love making money and having fun with girls..."

  The old man on the little donkey waved his hands, and a rolling wave of air emanated from his body, pulling Zhang Yi and Tong Hu back to his side in an instant, just as they were about to fall to the ground. At the same time, an invisible wall of air blocked the oppressive aura of the dozen or so people for the two of them.

  "You damned old lecher, you're so full that you have nothing better to do than come here and cause trouble for me? You really... are going to be the death of me!"

  A sound like a thunderclap came from afar, and in the midst of the mountain-shaking and sea-stirring air waves, an old man wearing a blood-red long gown with snow-white long hair scattered all over his head shot forth like a cannonball from a distance, and before you could blink your eyes, he had already arrived in front of Old Man Hua.

  He swung the beautiful dragon-headed cane in his hand, striking down those ten or so huge auras and fiercely smashing towards Old Man Hua's face.

  "Can't we have something new for once?"

  The old man with a flower in his hair flipped over his white eyes, and a ball of flames shot out from his hands, instantly forcing the scorching heat to blow that red-robed old man flying, retreating tens of meters away before falling to the ground.

  However, on the face of the red-robed old man who was originally furious, a few smiles appeared: "Old lecher, it's been nearly eighty years since we last saw each other, hasn't it? I didn't expect that you old fellow still hadn't died."

  The old man also revealed a few smiles, humming: "You this old thing haven't died yet, how can I bear to abandon you? However, there are quite a few goods here that dare to move against me? And even injured my two little friends, is it tolerable or intolerable?"

  The old man in red robes stiffened his face and immediately sighed with a bitter smile:

  "It's on me."

  The old man waved his hand and chuckled: "Twenty-six imported foreign girls, not one can be missing. The rest is up to you."

  The old man in the red robe rolled his eyes and waved his hand, and two porcelain bottles flew out of his sleeve and shot towards Zhang Yi and Tong Hu, floating there.

  "Two drops of jade marrow can heal your injuries in a few breaths, two large yuan dan can help you improve your cultivation. As for the other benefits, you will experience them yourself."

  Zhang Yi and Tong Hu endured the scorching pain spreading from their internal organs, exchanged a glance, then Zhang Yi reached out to grab two porcelain bottles, bowed his head towards the red-robed elder and said: "Thank you, Xuan Yuan senior."

  The old man burst into a loud, strange laughter and said: "I'm telling you two kids, you've really made a profit. This Xuan Yuan old ghost must have mistakenly thought you were my juniors, that's why he brought out such good things as gifts, hahaha..."

  The old man in red robes looked hesitant and asked uncertainly: "Isn't it?"

  The old man burst out laughing and said, "No, of course not. These two are my pick-ups from outside, I only know their names, but where they came from, where they live, or whether they're still virgins, I have no idea! However, haha... I think you, Xuan Yuan old ghost, wouldn't want to lose face by asking for something back that you've already given away, would you?"

  The old man in the red robe suddenly turned bright red, and a hint of reluctance flashed across his face. He glanced at the two porcelain bottles in Zhang Yi's hand before flying into a rage: "You damned old lecher! You're always up to no good! I've known you for eight lifetimes and it's been nothing but bad luck! You want women? Follow me!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his long sleeve and shot towards the distance.

  "You two, it's best to take them in this black market. Otherwise, I, the old man, guarantee that you will be killed and robbed of your treasure within a few miles of leaving this place."

  The old man patted the little donkey's buttocks, and with a wave of his hand, he rolled up Zhang Yi and Tong Hu's bodies, chasing after the red-robed old man. In just over a dozen breaths, they had already appeared in front of a villa several kilometers away.

  In front of the villa, eight burly men stood on either side of the gate, each holding a long sword. Their faces were icy cold, and an almost imperceptible aura lingered around them.

  "Notify Baihua Niangniang to vacate the Imperial Garden and fill it with twenty-six of the most exceptional foreign women, waiting to receive guests."

  The old man in red robes gritted his teeth and said.

  "Yes!"

  A giant figure vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye.

  Swept by the waves of air, they arrived here. Zhang Yi and Tong Hu, who were already dizzy, had a look of horror in their eyes, and even the excitement of getting the treasure was suppressed.

  The old man pointed at Tonghu and shouted loudly: "Tie this kid up for me. Put him in that imperial garden, keep a close eye on him, I must let him experience the heroic spirit of an eighteen-year-old man who has spent a night with the imperial concubine."

  "Old man Hua you..."

  Zhang Yi's face changed greatly, and in an instant he shielded Tong Hu in front of him.

  The old man flipped his white eyes and muttered: "What are you afraid of, kid? Do you think I'd kill him? Believe it or not, I'll give half of the woman to you."

  Zhang Yi said in a low voice: "Hua Lao Tou, I don't want those eight women, give them to you, but please don't let people bind my brother."

  The old man was taken aback, a thoughtful expression flashing in his eyes, and he nodded slowly, saying: "You can't be tired, but you must roll to the Imperial Garden and wait for me. You little scoundrel, just like I was in my younger years."

  Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment, turned his head and looked at Tong Hu, finding that he nodded to himself, then said in a low voice: "Be careful."

  As Tong Hu followed the two middle-aged men away, Zhang Yi clasped his fists and said: "Old Hua, we meet by fate, but fate arises and perishes, it's just a matter of time. If you have nothing else to do, we hope to leave with my brother. We still need to buy some things."

  "Is it just a matter of time before fate arises and perishes?"

  The old man in red robes who was just about to enter the courtyard suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Yi, asking: "Where are you from, young friend? Who is your master?"

  "Can't say!"

  Zhang Yi's face showed a few points of embarrassment, and he opened his mouth to speak.

  The old man in red robes turned pale and said in a low voice: "If death and speech are two choices, which one would you choose?"

  "Die!"

  Zhang Yi said resolutely.

  He can't tell about Master Mo Wenfeng's information, because he doesn't know the changes twenty years ago. Similarly, he also can't tell about Yao Tianxiao and Hao Chengxiao's things.

  The old man in the red robe looked at Zhang Yi deeply for a few moments before nodding and saying, "It seems that Old Lecher likes you for a reason. I'll give you some advice: don't go to the Western Wilderness until you've broken through that barrier."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the inner courtyard.

  The old man floated down from the small donkey and stood steadily in front of Zhang Yi, then smiled strangely: "Remember Xuan Yuan's words, don't go."

  As he spoke, he walked into the courtyard of the villa with a stride of eight characters.

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  Third update, thanks to brothers who voted, anything else?