Time flew by; before one knew it, black hair had turned to snow. The rain had ceased and the clouds had scattered; in a sudden glance back, the world had already changed.
Decades passed, and Heavenly Will Pavilion's business remained as dismal as ever. Pedestrians hurried past, yet no one noticed this treasure shop hidden in the busy market.
On this day, the Four Seas Palace Master, Gu Hong, came once again to Heavenly Will Pavilion.
"Sister Zhen Er, don't you feel lonely, keeping such a bitter watch in Heavenly Will Pavilion?" Gu Hong looked at the charming, bewitching Zhao Zhongzhen and once again kindly tried to persuade her.
Zhao Zhongzhen did not fall for it in the slightest, and could not help smiling faintly. "Sister Hong, you jest. This little sister made a mistake before. Now, being able to guard the shop is already a heaven-stolen blessing. I simply dare not hope for more."
Gu Hong's eyes flickered, and she suddenly lowered her voice. "Why doesn't little sister try persuading Shopkeeper Mu? I know Shopkeeper Mu has great face before The Proprietor. If he were moved, perhaps he could change your Proprietor's mind."
Zhao Zhongzhen's eyes rippled as she carefully looked over the female cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm across from her, not daring to take up the thread at all.
Seeing this, Gu Hong could not help feeling somewhat defeated.
Over the past twenty-odd years, she had probed several times in total, but all had ended in failure.
With the doomsday calamity near at hand, the human race urgently needed pinnacle-level combat strength to deal with the coming great disaster.
In Heavenly Will Pavilion, there were actually three "experts" whose depths even she could not fathom. This left Gu Hong shocked, and she could not help having