"Boss, next year?"
Fatty rubbed his head, a look of confusion on his face.
In this day and age, one even had to queue up to go places. Fine, but the earliest they could get was next year.
Was this like a small ant waiting for an elephant, where time was purely a matter of imagination?
"Mm, the cultivation resources we obtained this year are enough. Instead of rushing, it's better to cultivate first."
"It's not too late to head to Zangxi when we're fully prepared," Zhang Tian nodded slightly.
The aura of the Mu Chen Bead permeated the entire illusory space. Zhang Tian hadn't had the chance to fully enjoy it, nor had he truly cultivated.
Why would he be in such a hurry to enter Zangxi?
Besides, Zangxi was quite dangerous.
There were many dangerous places, and Zhang Tian was definitely going to the Nine-Story Demon Pagoda this time in Zangxi.
Zhang Tian wasn't sure if the Demon Pagoda would become exceptionally difficult for some reason.
Therefore, he had to be prepared.
"That makes sense. It's indeed not good to go out right after we've returned,"
Hu Bayi nodded.
He also felt the need for further training.
"Alright, since you all say so, then Fatty agrees."
"Fatty will go back and get some more equipment, and try to make a new set of armor for Second Brother in a few months."
Fatty said with a determined expression.
Zhang Tian patted him on the shoulder.
"I never expected Fatty to have such a sensible moment. I'm very pleased."
As Zhang Tian spoke, Shirley Yang and Hu Bayi both chuckled.
The group chatted as they walked.
Time passed quickly.
The next day.
Zhang Tian went to his company and handed over some tasks.
After finishing his company affairs, Zhang Tian became a hands-off manager.
Time passed with Zhang Tian cultivating.
Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang were also cultivating in Zhang Tian's illusory space, while Fatty was forging in his own room.
Soon, a week later.
One day.
The door of the courtyard was knocked.
The figure of Daoist Yimei entered the courtyard.
"Good disciple?"
Daoist Yimei shouted loudly.
Zhang Tian sensed someone entering the courtyard and stopped cultivating.
In just one week, Zhang Tian felt he was different than before, thanks to the power of the Mu Chen Bead.
"This Mu Chen Bead is truly worth it."
Zhang Tian glanced at the bead above his head. This thing was worth the risk he took to find it.
In the yard, Little Fox and Little Turtle were playing.
Little Turtle's shell, like a large tortoise shell, kept moving under the willow tree.
Seeing Zhang Tian come out, Little Turtle even showed a smile.
Well, that smile was a bit strange.
Its large mouth stretched to its head, and its mouth was full of sharp teeth.
If Zhang Tian hadn't known that Little Turtle was greeting him, anyone else would have thought it was about to devour someone.
"Daddy, you're out!"
Tuantuan's face lit up with excitement when she saw Zhang Tian emerge.
"Mm, I heard Master's voice. I'll go see."
"You guys continue playing."
Zhang Tian nodded. Tuantuan was well-behaved and didn't follow Zhang Tian.
At the gate, Daoist Yimei's figure appeared.
Zhang Tian's face showed a hint of confusion.
"Master, what is it?"
Zhang Tian asked doubtfully.
Why was Daoist Yimei here now? Was there something else?
"Good disciple, don't you remember? Last time we said we'd go on a heroic quest together, save the world, and be a good disciple of Mount Mao."
Daoist Yimei spoke volubly.
Zhang Tian touched his cheek.
"Master, now?"
A flicker of confusion crossed Zhang Tian's eyes.
Daoist Yimei was quite strange. Why insist on him going on this heroic quest?
Was there another issue?
"Yes, your master has been waiting for several days."
"You didn't come, so I had to come find you myself,"
Daoist Yimei said, nodding slightly, appearing a bit helpless.
Zhang Tian thought for a moment.
At worst, he could stop cultivating for a few days and accompany Daoist Yimei on this trip.
It shouldn't be a big problem.
"Alright, then let's set off now."
"By the way, I haven't asked yet, Master, where is this heroic quest taking place?"
Zhang Tian nodded, then thought and asked again.
"Beyond the mountains, beyond the seas."
A gleam flashed in Daoist Yimei's eyes.
Zhang Tian's mouth twitched.
What, were there Smurfs involved?
"Master, please stop being mysterious."
"Let's go quickly and come back quickly."
Zhang Tian was a bit anxious.
After all, he still had to cultivate.
He couldn't be careless.
"What are you rushing for? Just follow me, my good disciple."
"You'll know when we get there."
Daoist Yimei said, walking ahead.
Zhang Tian was full of doubt, but after thinking about it, he had no choice but to follow.
"This is truly strange."
Feeling a little depressed, Zhang Tian soon got into Daoist Yimei's car.
Daoist Yimei often helped high officials and wealthy individuals adjust their feng shui and exorcise spirits.
So he still had some money.
Besides,
Daoist Yimei had also learned to drive, so he could even drive.
However, he didn't use his feet to control the pedals; he used his mind.
This was a very unique way of driving.
"Master, when did you learn to drive?"
Zhang Tian looked at Daoist Yimei's confident expression and felt a little strange.
"Good disciple, there's much more that Master knows."
"After all, this Heavenly Master is the number one genius disciple of Mount Mao!"
Daoist Yimei directly recited his catchphrase.
Zhang Tian rubbed his chin.
Good heavens, he thought the old man had reformed.
He didn't expect him to still remember this catchphrase.
The car drove on, and Zhang Tian had no idea where Daoist Yimei was taking him, nor did he care.
As Zhang Tian left.
In Beili, at the Xie family.
Inside the Xie family, an old man and a young man left the Xie family compound.
"Xiao Chen has gone to Zangxi."
Xie Lianhuan's face was a little grim.
After all, Zangxi was very dangerous.
The mere legendary tales were enough to prove the mystery of Zangxi.
To lift that veil of mystery, a heavy price had to be paid.
"I believe he will be fine."
"And the fact that these two people came to inform us means that Yuchen is not dead."
Er Yuehong said calmly.
His voice was not loud but slightly sharp.
"Mm, let's hope so."
"By the way, have you heard any news about Zhang Tian recently?"
Xie Lianhuan asked from the side.
Ever since Master Zhang attended the auction last time and visited the company, there had been no news.
Xie Lianhuan suspected that Zhang Tian had gone out again.
"It's rumored he's still at home, likely cultivating."
"He went out for a year this time, so he probably got a lot of things."
Er Yuehong's voice faded.
Xie Lianhuan frowned slightly.
"I'm thinking, should we also go back to our old profession?"
He began, and Er Yuehong remained silent.
He seemed to be lost in thought as well.
Zhang Tian's rapid increase in strength in a short period had allowed them to gradually grasp some clues.
It was likely due to those tombs.
And as seasoned tomb raiders, Xie Lianhuan was now tempted.
"But, have you considered that we are now members of the Nine Gates?"
"Will he let you go into tombs?"
Er Yuehong said calmly.
Xie Lianhuan froze.
His eyes widened.
He seemed to understand something.
"These Nine Gates are not just a profit-seeking organization, but also shackles that trap us and prevent us from raiding tombs!"
Xie Lianhuan exclaimed abruptly.
His brows furrowed.
He had unknowingly fallen into Zhang Tian's trap. However, even if he hadn't joined the Nine Gates, he wouldn't have been able to get by in Beili.
Xie Lianhuan took a breath, his eyes darting around, lost in thought.