Chapter 1174

"You're all here to apply for the gatekeeper position?"

Murong Daya eyed the group suspiciously, muttering to himself—he had said he wanted to hire gatekeepers, but the recruitment notice hadn't even been posted, so how did people show up to apply?

Had his few disciples leaked the news?

And why were there so many applicants for a gatekeeper job? "You people..."

"We're competing for the post—pick whoever you like!" Huo Shenghuo hurriedly said. "Then it's you." Murong Daya pointed at Huo Shenghuo and said.

He could see their cultivation levels at a glance—this Huo Shenghuo was at the third layer of Qi Refining, the rest were at the second layer, so he definitely had to choose Huo Shenghuo.

"One spirit stone per month, no problem?" "No problem."

After leaving Murong Daya's room, Huo Shenghuo calmed down and suddenly realized Lu Yang didn't even know him— to Lu Yang, he was just an ordinary Soul Transformation cultivator, not a follower of the Jiuyou Sect.

But if he stopped acting now and aroused Lu Yang's suspicion, he and these brothers would be done for.

Huo Shenghuo didn't worry about the Ghost Slaying Alliance leader—Lu Yang was here, so he must have already dealt with the Alliance leader, and if not now, he could later.

Lu Yang was currently in the Void Refinement stage, his realm constantly fluctuating, and now he should be in a low state, so he still couldn't see their cultivation levels.

If he did notice, how would Huo Shenghuo explain why a dignified Soul Transformation cultivator like himself was working as a gatekeeper here?

If he handled it poorly, suspicion would easily arise, and they'd suspect him of harboring ill intent. Huo Shenghuo's mind raced, and he quickly came up with an excuse.

When the time came, he would say he admired Lu Shaoxia's reputation, and since Lu Shaoxia's Void Refinement realm was unstable and might encounter trouble, he had come to help Lu Shaoxia ward off some troubles.

If Lu Yang never asked him, he would proactively reveal the reason before leaving—Huo Shenghuo made up his mind.

"Boss, why don't we stand guard for you instead?" The younger brothers saw Huo Shenghuo dare to step forward in front of Lu Yang and were deeply moved.

"How can a dignified Soul Transformation cultivator like the boss stand guard? It would be too embarrassing to say aloud—how could he ever hold his head up in the sect afterward?"

"It's not you standing guard for me—it's that you all need to be gatekeepers." Huo Shenghuo said. "Ah? All of us need to?"

"I am the open gatekeeper, you are the hidden gatekeepers, and you must secretly protect the martial hall."

Huo Shenghuo said, this way when Lu Shaoxia discovers his true cultivation, he can mention the younger brothers in front of Lu Shaoxia.

"Lu Daoist, these new gatekeepers always feel unusual." Shishi Lou eyed Huo Shenghuo standing at the gate suspiciously.

And there were the Nascent Soul cultivators constantly circling the martial hall.

"Perhaps they recognized my identity and volunteered to come as Dharma protectors." Lu Yang smiled. "It's fine, don't worry about them."

"Ah, I see." Shishi Lou sighed—this was the gap in fame, someone volunteering to be Lu Daoist's Dharma protector.

"If I ever reached the Void Refinement stage, I'd probably have enemies lining up to find me.."

"This is Musue City at last—we've finally arrived."

The man leading a horse and wearing a bamboo hat entered Musue City, stretched his waist, having walked a long way, finally reaching his destination.

Passersby kept turning back, gazing at this man.

The man in the bamboo hat wore a full set of bright red robes, standing out starkly against the endless white snow of the far north—anyone passing by would turn to look twice.

The man entered Musue City and took off his bamboo hat.

The pedestrians who had been strolling lazily suddenly stopped, looked at the man, and wore expressions of utter disbelief.

"It's Meng Jingzhou!"

"So many people know me?"

Meng Jingzhou felt a surge of joy—he hadn't expected his fame to spread so far, even the far north had heard of him.

Not only was he famous, but everyone even knew what he looked like.

The far north was a good place for him—the year-round bitter cold could effectively suppress his restless hot blood.

Just then, he saw a wanted notice haphazardly pasted on the wall. Meng Jingzhou, bounty: ten billion spirit stones.

"Lu Yang, you damned old man!"

No need to guess—this trick was obviously thought up by some grandson, and besides Lu Yang, no one else could have done it.

It must be that grandson Lu Yang plotting to expose his identity in Musue City, so he had to disguise himself as someone else to preserve his life.

"Meng Ten Billion is here!" Someone shouted, and the citizens of Musue City erupted in excitement.

"Where is he? Where is he?"

Windows flung open with a bang, countless people craned their necks to stare down the street, searching for Meng Jingzhou.

Even if they couldn't catch him, just getting to see this young hero's face would be nice—of course, if they could catch him and hand him over to the Wen Dao Sect for the bounty, that would be even better.

Seeing the situation, Meng Jingzhou dared not linger—he grabbed the old horse and bolted.

His cultivation was currently fluctuating to the Golden Core stage, so evading ordinary people was no problem, but now not only were ordinary people after him, cultivators were also coming in batches toward this area.

Ten billion spirit stones—a figure that would stir even a Unity Stage cultivator. "The one leading the horse is Meng Jingzhou!"

Meng Jingzhou hurriedly urged the old horse to leave. "The one holding the bamboo hat is Meng Jingzhou!" Meng Jingzhou hastily threw down the bamboo hat.

"The one wearing red clothes is Meng Jingzhou!" Meng Jingzhou hastily took off the red robe. "The male one is Meng Jingzhou!" Meng Jingzhou hastily...

"Eh, wait—that's not right, who was that bastard who just shouted!" Meng Jingzhou suddenly realized something was off, and flew into a rage.

Soon he found Lu Yang mingling in the crowd, pretending to be an ordinary commoner.

Before Meng Jingzhou could even get angry, a large group of cultivators swarmed over. Meng Jingzhou made a snap decision, skillfully put on his mask to alter his appearance, and dove into the crowd.

"Where is he?" "How did he disappear?"

Meng Jingzhou blended into the crowd, randomly pointed in a direction: "He seems to have gone that way!"

Hearing that, the crowd surged in that direction, and soon the street was empty—only Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou remained.

"Was this wanted notice posted by you, you bastard!" Meng Jingzhou gritted his teeth and demanded, having just arrived in Musue City only to be greeted with a ten-billion-spirit-stone welcome—no one could withstand that.

Lu Yang hooked an arm around Meng Jingzhou's neck, gave an apologetic smile, and explained: "This isn't me being unable to return home from the far north—I just painted a few portraits of good brothers to remember the sect by."

Meng Jingzhou punched Lu Yang's shoulder and said irritably: "Get lost."

"By the way, how did you end up here?"

Meng Jingzhou rolled his eyes: "It's all because of you." "Me?" Lu Yang blinked, confused—what did this have to do with him?

"I originally came from my hometown in the imperial capital, living a comfortable and carefree life."

"As a result, you came to the extreme north for training, and my senior martial sister sent a letter to the Laozu Sect, saying that staying in the sect all day isn't good for me, it's not conducive to Void Refinement cultivation, so she asked me to come to the extreme north to train with you."

"Eh eh eh, what do you mean I came to the extreme north for training? This can't be said randomly—I came to the extreme north to shed worldly attachments and return to simplicity, not to cultivate through battle."

(There's still an update, huh)