CHAPTER 303: CHAPTER 204: WHY ARE THERE SO MANY GODLIKE GENIUSES IN THIS REMOTE CORNER

"Hold on!"

A group of people sped through the air, rapidly approaching this location.

"It’s people from the Wonderous Palace." Liu Qingxuan glanced sideways slightly. Before the others could see clearly who was coming, he already knew who they were.

"The Wonderous Palace?" Bai Luqiu and Liu Qingdai exchanged looks, their hearts stirring slightly. Both raised their eyes to look, and although they still couldn’t make out the details, the vague outlines were already enough to reveal their identities. These individuals had likely come here for the same reason they had. They were here for Wen Zhixing.

"Master Liu, the Wonderous Palace seems to be the sworn enemy of your Righteous Sun Sect, and yet they dare to come looking for you. But I am curious, with your strength, why haven’t you eradicated the Wonderous Palace earlier?" Xiang Yanwen also turned his head to glance their way. Seeing that everyone appeared calm, he couldn’t help but ask curiously.

"To be honest with you, elder, it’s not that I don’t want to destroy them. It’s just that in reality, the Wonderous Palace is actually a healing refuge for a cultivator of the Fetus Realm," Liu Qingxuan said with a smile, not concealing the truth.

"A Fetus Realm cultivator?" Xiang Yanwen’s eyes immediately widened with surprise. He knew very little about this place, having just passed through on a previous occasion. Little did he expect that there was a Fetus Realm powerhouse hidden here. "Does Master Liu know the identity of this person?" Xiang Yanwen showed interest.

"I am also unaware of this person’s exact identity," Liu Qingxuan said, shaking his head slowly. Murong Fenghua was simply too mysterious, having rarely interacted with anyone other than the palace master of the Wonderous Palace. The main reason was that Liu Qingxuan himself had lacked the strength before and had not dared to investigate too deeply.

"No matter, it’s just another cultivator of the Primordial Fetus Realm after all," Xiang Yanwen said with a laugh, waving his hand dismissively. There were so many powerhouses of the Primordial Fetus Realm; it wasn’t strange for one to pass by this place occasionally.

"However, that Primordial Fetus Realm powerhouse has already left, and these people from the Wonderous Palace have been subdued by another of my disciples. We should be able to get some information out of them," Liu Qingxuan spoke softly, watching the group draw closer.

"That’s right, we can also ask Si Nanyan!" Liu Qingdai and Bai Luqiu, standing nearby, exclaimed with joy upon hearing this. They had forgotten about this point before. Moreover, Si Nanyan and Feng Ruoli were now essentially Wen Zhixing’s servants; perhaps they could sense Wen Zhixing’s location?

"Oh?" Xiang Yanwen’s furrowed brows lifted slightly as he spoke, "Master Liu has another disciple?" He wasn’t too interested in the other matters, but the word "disciple" instantly piqued his interest. So far, it seemed that all the disciples Liu Qingxuan accepted were of exceptional talent. Looking at Liu Qingxuan’s expression, he must also be very pleased with this disciple.

"Yes, indeed. My closest disciple Wen Zhixing, a talent no less than Mu Yunqing," Liu Qingxuan nodded slightly, then sighed, saying, "It’s just a pity he was abducted by that Primordial Fetus Realm cultivator from the Wonderous Palace and has since left this place."

"He was abducted?" Xiang Yanwen was startled, then his expression showed deep distress. Another genius on par with Mu Yunqing had emerged. What a pity he had been kidnapped. "Such a pity indeed," Xiang Yanwen sighed again.

After a short while, the people from the Wonderous Palace finally arrived. The one leading was none other than Si Nanyan. There were six people in total. Following behind Si Nanyan were Feng Ruoli, Yun Xinyue, and Wen Miner—along with Ning Xiaoyu and Zhang Tiancheng.

Ning Xiaoyu was the first puppet that Wen Zhixing had crafted using Ning Shan’s body on that day, but the consciousness belonged to Ning Xiaoyu. Wen Miner, on the other hand, was wearing Ning Shan’s skin. She was still unaware of the news of Mu Yunqing’s death. Previously, when contacting Bai Luqiu, she also used a false identity.

To everyone’s surprise, the normally scantily clad women of the Wonderous Palace were now dressed quite conservatively. Their light, revealing gowns were nowhere to be seen, replaced by modest, plain-colored long dresses. But such simple attire actually complemented their delicate features even more.

Si Nanyan stood at the forefront, her long hair dancing with the wind, her face cold and proud. Feng Ruoli stood half a step behind, her eyes gentle like water, her demeanor serene. Yun Xinyue, standing to one side, was slightly more exposed, with a shorter dress revealing a pair of long, slender, fair legs. But she too no longer carried that licentious air about her and could even pass for a demure lady of a reputable family.

This change was not something Wen Zhixing had requested. It was something the three had anticipated from Wen Zhixing’s preferences and taken the initiative to do on their own. After all, men typically like it when other men’s women wear less, and their own women, naturally, should wear more. Of course, exceptions existed for certain special preferences.

As for the remaining three, there was even less to say; they just remained obediently in the back, very low-profile.

"Such a big change..." Liu Qingxuan and the others were astounded at the sight. Were these really the demonesses of the Wonderous Palace? Incredible.

Worthy of being my disciple; he really did turn the Wonderous Palace upside down. Liu Qingxuan couldn’t help but think of the task he had assigned Wen Zhixing. Very good. Wen Zhixing had indeed completed it well. He did not let my expectations down.

But while Liu Qingxuan was happy, Liu Qingdai was displeased. She had been very upset to learn that Wen Zhixing had taken Feng Ruoli and others as his servants.

As soon as Si Nanyan and the others approached, Liu Qingdai appeared in front of them and asked with irritation, "Si Nanyan, where is Wen!"

"Who are you, and what does my Master’s whereabouts have to do with you?" Si Nanyan asked, her brow furrowing slightly, her face assuming an icy expression. She did not recognize Liu Qingdai now.

"Who am I?" Liu Qingdai echoed, taken aback as a surge of anger rose within her.