Who Could Stop Me?

In Wang Xian's eyes, at most, once they returned to the Daoist temple, he could brew a furnace of Rejuvenation Pills for his master, his martial uncle, and his two senior sisters.

As for the Five-Element Spirit Stones on him, those people couldn't use them for the time being, could they?

If the cultivators here could refine them, then there would be no such thing as a minor world.

Thinking of his two senior sisters, Wang Xian's throat bobbed. In the end, he didn't ask about them; after all, they were both about to get married.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and said with a smile, "I could give Master three cups of spirit wine from the Demon Realm and see if it can make you young again."

He still remembered how, back then, he had first glimpsed another world in a volume of the Heavenly Book belonging to his martial uncle.

It was also in the Heavenly Book World that he met his current master, Yang Wanjin. Only then had Wang Xian undergone the astonishing changes that followed.

After thinking it over, he added, "Martial Uncle will definitely like the rouge and face powder I bought. They don't even have things like this in the imperial capital of Jinling."

He couldn't wait to settle his unfinished business in the imperial capital and return to Kunlun.

The Old Daoist smiled faintly. He had never doubted that his disciple would surprise him.

He simply hadn't expected Wang Xian to fall into the water in the South Sea, nearly losing his life in that vast ocean.

His precious disciple was right before his eyes, but his thoughts were on the upheaval in the imperial capital of Jinling.

Still, Wang Xian was on the road, and he didn't want