Central Plains Cultivation World, Myriad Cloud Mountain Range.
On a lush high peak, Wang Qingshan walked along a broad street, with Murong Yuyao at his side introducing him to the Murong Family's circumstances.
There were quite a few cultivators on the street, most of them scholars. The shops lining both sides mainly dealt in Spirit Beasts. This was a place provided by the Murong Royal Clan for visiting cultivators to purchase goods. With the Hundred Beast Assembly about to begin, the Murong Royal Clan had invited many factions to attend and had specially set aside a place for visiting cultivators to trade and rest.
Wang Tianwen and Wang Qiuming were wandering around elsewhere, while Wang Qingshan strolled about with Murong Yuyao.
There were many goods in the shops, including quite a few strange and unusual items. Wang Qingshan's horizons were greatly broadened.
"Daoist Wang, there's a teahouse up ahead. Let's go have some tea and rest for a while!"
Murong Yuyao pointed at a teahouse ahead and suggested it.
Wang Qingshan did not object and followed Murong Yuyao toward the teahouse.
The moment they entered, an enticing exotic fragrance wafted over, invigorating anyone who caught a whiff of it.
The hall was packed to the brim and bustling with activity.
Just as they reached the second floor, a hearty male voice suddenly rang out. "Fairy Murong, long time no see."
Murong Yuyao looked toward the source of the voice and saw a stern-faced middle-aged man looking at her.
"Daoist Wu, long time no see."
Murong Yuyao smiled slightly and walked over, with Wang Qingshan following behind her.
"Daoist Wu, let me introduce you. This is..."
Before Murong Yuyao could finish, the middle-aged man cut in first. "Wang Qingshan, Daoist Wang. I am Wu Rongxiang. I come from the Eastern Wasteland,