Fu Zhentian

"It seemed the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's business was doing quite well. It looked like the treasures I gave them before had almost all been sold."

After Mu Feiyang entered the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, he found it packed with people. However, after looking at the items in the counters, he saw that they were all the most ordinary and common cultivation resources.

The treasures he had given them before were practically nowhere to be seen. This startled Mu Feiyang somewhat; after all, he had given one hundred thousand of each item at the time.

Yet only a small number of the items on the counters were from him now. The rest had likely been acquired by the Myriad Treasures Pavilion or refined by its people.

This alone showed how good the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's business was. However, the first floor only contained acquired-grade treasures, which generally were not very expensive. Presumably, the treasures on the second floor had not yet sold out.

Mu Feiyang headed toward the stairs to the second floor as well. But just as he was about to go up, a terrifying aura suddenly descended. Even Mu Feiyang nearly collapsed beneath that dreadful pressure.

With a flash, Mu Feiyang appeared at the entrance of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, where he saw a startling sight. The old beggar from earlier was floating outside the entrance.

Threads of black and white energy emerged from heaven and earth and flowed into the old beggar's body, while a terrifying aura descended from him as well.

"This Princess was scared to death! I thought someone had come to attack my Myriad Treasures Pavilion!"

"Huh? Dad, have you come out of seclusion too?"

A figure suddenly appeared beside Mu Feiyang. It was Mu Qingling, the owner of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion. She had been