The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 358 - 212 Human Sentiment2

Five or six hundred years ago? Ning Xiaoxian didn’t know, but as soon as Changtian in the God Demon Prison heard these words, his originally lazy sitting posture suddenly straightened up, his eyes twinkled with golden light, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

So he is still alive? Very good, indeed, it’s really excellent.

The next words from Jian Changzai were: "We are ashad, carrying hundreds to thousands of years of cultivation, yet our Dao Heart is not as clear as Miss Ning’s, trapped in reincarnation without knowing. If it weren’t for Miss Ning’s rescue, we would truly have been trapped in this small place forever." Imdiately, everyone thanked her again.

When it’s ti to be humble, she would never shy away. So after the people of the Infinite Sword Sect finished speaking, they prepared to ride their Magic Artifacts back to the sect to report. Although there were twists in this journey, the outco was still satisfactory; the Sect Leader should be pleased.

The group had just taken flight when suddenly Ning Xiaoxian called out to Wu Hao: "Senior Wu, don’t forget that there’s a young man waiting for you to lead him into the sect at the base of Kunlong Mountain."

Wu Hao was slightly startled, then rembered that he indeed promised the young Fu Hu entry into the sect, only he had just co out of the reincarnation and montarily forgot about it. This child’s Spirit Root attribute is very good, and he intended to take him under his wing, so he bowed to Ning Xiaoxian and said: "Thank you, Miss, for reminding , I have not forgotten."

Having lived for several hundred years, he understood that Ning Xiaoxian’s reminder hinted at so relationship with this child, hoping for future care.

As she watched the Infinite Sword Sect mbers depart, her business here also concluded, she was about to call Tu Jin to transform into the Qishou and carry her away when suddenly, a chubby man approached her grinning.

This chubby man embodied shortness, fatness, and roundness, seemingly not even as tall as her, but at least twice her weight. His face was cleanly shaven, but his small eyes were bright and clear, not murky like those of ordinary fat people. Upon seeing him, she was reminded of Fatty Ren, the leader of the horse bandits on the Wild Wolf Plain.

However, this guy clearly had no combat power, for she already noticed his hands were tender and smooth, more delicate than a woman’s, without any calluses, obviously just a regular mortal.

As the fat man approached, he kept calling her "Immortal" and "Fairy," first thanking her for saving his life, then inviting Ning Xiaoxian and her companion to his ho to express his gratitude. His ho was in Wutuo City, more than thirty miles away from here, which was quite close indeed. If Ning Xiaoxian wanted to go, it would just be a small effort for Tu Jin.

He had clearly seen the Immortals thanking this Fairy, and although cultivators and demons treat mortals like him as air, ignoring him, the fact that this person dared to invite them showed imnse courage, which impressed her.

"My surna is Qi, given na is Qingquan, ranked third in my family. The two Immortals can call Qi San!" Ning Xiaoxian looked at him, barely suppressing a laugh. Qingquan, such an elegant na, one would usually associate it with soone genteel and graceful, yet it belonged to this round and chubby man, indeed a total mismatch.

That was precisely the effect Fatty Qi wanted. Every ti he introduced himself with that na, the opposite party would probably burst into laughter, and now, the beautiful fairy’s eyes were filled with amusent, though her lips only twitched slightly, clearly holding back, but a smile before speech naturally made a good impression on him. Furthermore, the Fairy suppressing her laughter was obviously considering his feelings, different from the usually aloof and noble deanor of other Immortals, making him think optimistically.

He then stepped up his eloquence, on one hand elevating her to the skies, and on the other hand sincerely inviting her to visit his ho—he had good eyesight and noticed that Tu Jin followed her lead, hence he focused his persuasion efforts on her.

This was a typical rchant. Ning Xiaoxian saw right through him, she herself occasionally engaged in similar cunning trades, how could she easily be swayed by his words? Besides, she had already wasted more than two months in reincarnation and was planning to make up for the lost ti; why would she follow him?

Just as she was about to politely decline, Changtian suddenly said: "This place is still a bit strange, after the people here disperse, you need to co back. Hmm, it would be best to co back again tomorrow." When he spoke, his tone had returned to its usual calmness, evidently restraining his turbulent emotions.

She inwardly sighed ’what a pity’, hoping to take advantage of Changtian’s fluctuating emotions to extract so information.

But since the old man had spoken, she had to swallow her refusal and with a composed smile nodded to Fatty Qi.

Fatty Qi was overjoyed! He had mistakenly entered Spring City three years ago and got trapped in the reincarnation cycle. The Qi family was a well-known rchant family in Wutuo City, his disappearance of three years without a word caused unknown conditions back ho.

His brothers also had ambitions and had long disliked him. If he suddenly returned ho now, who knows if he would obstruct others’ paths or beco an eyesore to them.

However, with Immortals accompanying him, everything would be different. If these two Immortals followed him ho, then the whole Qi family would be honored. Beneath the Immortal Path are all ants; those petty people, would they dare to point fingers or be rude to him anymore?

Ning Xiaoxian observed the changes in his facial expressions, gaining so understanding of his psychology. Not long ago, she was also such an ordinary human, only able to look up to cultivators and Great Demons, wishing she too had such a powerful patron to rely on.

Now, relying on her own strength, she had broken out of the Reincarnation Dilemma that even Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators could not escape. Does this an she finally had a little capital worthy of others’ admiration?

She softly exhaled, a sense of pride spontaneously arising in her chest. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to cast your recomndation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to read.)