Chapter 2002: Sword art perfected, the lord departs; where there are flood dragons, slay the flood dragons (First update, seeking subs

With Mu Wanqing's arrival, the banquet officially began.

Although it was said that Mu Wanqing was invited to help, one cannot just make someone work immediately upon arrival.

As the Ranch Master of Pegasus Ranch, although Shang Xiuxun does not need to cater to those below her, she still has to deal with major clans and factions in daily life.

In terms of conduct, she naturally had no flaws.

Relationships need to be maintained frequently to be good.

She does not believe in that nonsense about "a gentleman's friendship being as bland as water."

A gentleman?

Even if you search the entire world, how many true gentlemen can you find?

In this world, ordinary people are the vast majority. It is fine to demand oneself with the way of a gentleman, but using the way of a gentleman to conduct oneself in the world leads to big problems.

A gentleman is an anomaly among the crowd.

"The food here at Sister Shang's is also very good," Mu Wanqing laughed. "You are worthy of being the gourmet in the original work."

Hearing this, Shang Xiuxun's face changed slightly: "Please don't mention the word 'gourmet'; ever since I heard Sister Su talk about 'Gourmet Lao Ba', I can no longer bear to look at that word."

Mu Wanqing giggled and also reacted.

Indeed, this word is not considered a good word in the chat group now.

Thinking that someone actually did that kind of thing, Mu Wanqing felt it was so bizarre.

Wanwan, listening from the side, felt confused; although she understood every word, when put together, she did not know what they meant, as if they were not living in the same dimension.

After the meal.

Mu Wanqing said: "Let's do the serious business first; after we slay the demonic dragon, we can talk about other things."

Shang Xiuxun nodded: "Good."

She naturally had no objections; after all, that was several hundred thousand points.

As they spoke, the two of them controlled their true qi and flew into the sky.

Even Wanwan was brought along by Shang Xiuxun, following by her side.

While flying, Mu Wanqing scanned the world with her divine sense, searching for the traces of the demonic dragon.

Mount Zhongnan.

Emperor's Peak.

Cihang Jingzhai.

The earth suddenly shook violently, thunder exploded underground, mountains collapsed, and rocks slid down, causing a very terrifying disaster.

Although Cihang Jingzhai is the head of the righteous path in the Great Tang world and has powerful strength, it also has many ordinary disciples with low cultivation.

This earthquake and the disaster of the sky collapsing and the earth cracking immediately caused some ordinary disciples with low cultivation to fall into earth fissures, while others were smashed into meat paste by falling giant rocks.

Several figures flew up like birds crossing the sky, their toes stepping on flying stones, using the force to leap hundreds of meters away, standing on an open space, looking at the changes in the earth in shock.

Fan Qinghui looked at the Cihang Jingzhai being swallowed by the hole in the earth with an ugly expression, her hands clenched into fists, her heart bleeding.

This was the hard work of the Cihang Jingzhai for hundreds of years.

"The home is in this mountain, but the clouds are too deep to know where."

A perfectly good holy land for cultivation would likely become a phantom after today.

The Great Tang world has innate experts and grandmasters who can absorb external energy for cultivation, so the site selection of Cihang Jingzhai was naturally not chosen at random.

This Mount Zhongnan is rumored to be the ancient Kunlun.

Emperor's Peak is precisely a very important location in this mountain, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is richer than in other places; this is also one of the foundations for Cihang Jingzhai to control the world.

However, now the earth veins are broken, and the spiritual energy is beginning to recede; in just a moment, the spiritual energy here became the same as in other places.

A perfectly good piece of spiritual land was ruined all at once.

How could this not make Fan Qinghui's heart ache?

"Master, the junior sisters are all gone!"

Shi Feixuan looked behind her at the team of only six or seven people, feeling lost in her heart.