After that, all the city lords and deputy city lords came forward to congratulate.
They are different from Wang Fan. They have no grudges against Wutan, so they want to please him now and hope that he can take better care of them in the future.
Feng Xinghai from the Second City was also among them, greeting them with a smile, but as for what he was thinking in his heart, no one knew.
Liu Taijun and Xu Yuan secretly communicated with each other, specifically instructing them to be careful of the little devil's revenge after entering the movie studio.
Wutan also learned from the two that the little devil's brother, Lei Ming, had entered the Shadow City a thousand years ago. It is said that he was one of the top ten strongest among the Shadow Guards and was deeply loved by the Shadow Guard Commander.
The reason why the Shadow Guard Commander protected the Little Devil was most likely because of him.
Wutan didn't take this to heart.
You know, his real enemies in the Dark City are controllers like the Shadow Guard Commander and the Dark City Lord. As for the small characters below, he really has no interest in them.
After exchanging pleasantries with Liu Taijun and others, Wutan and the other two said goodbye and left.
Everyone they met along the way greeted them with smiles, fawned on them and flattered them. If it were a moment ago, they would have just glanced at the three of them and no one would have paid any attention to them. But now the three of them have officially become shadow guards, and their status is high enough to make the Lord of the Nine Cities submit to them.
The most important thing is that everyone has a lucky mentality. If they can curry favor with the three of them and they like them, they will be able to help them and their future will be prosperous!
"People are like this. When you are weak, they want to step on you, but after you become strong, they want to treat you as their own parents." Sikong Yanran sighed.
Upon hearing this, Wutan looked at her deeply, then smiled faintly and quickly flew towards the direction of the First City.
After arriving at the villa, Wutan waved his hand, quickly cast the Juyuan Ban, and began to repair his injuries and consolidate his cultivation.
"It turns out that Master Li Feng is actually a forbidden master!" Seeing this, Sikong Yanran was surprised.
Cang Zheng shook his head and said calmly: "Didn't I say that the strength he showed before was just the tip of the iceberg. He is more powerful than you can imagine."
"Master Yan Kuan, you give me a very strange feeling. You seem to hate Master Li Feng, but when you saw Master Li Feng being attacked, you seemed to care about him very much. The relationship between you two seems very complicated!"
"Care?" Cang Zheng was slightly stunned, then his eyes dodged and he said evasively: "Who would care about him? I just don't want him to die in the hands of others, because I want to kill him myself."
"Really?" Sikong Yanran remained noncommittal, and a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes.
The next day, Cang Zheng and Sikong Yanran went out early in the morning and returned in the evening. When they passed by Wu Tian, they stopped, took out a mustard seed bag from their arms, threw it on the ground, and said coldly: "Here are 29.9 billion essences, and the remaining 100 million will be the running money for Miss Yanran and me."
Wu Tian was stunned for a moment, then jokingly said: "Did I say I would give you money for running away?"
Upon hearing this, Sikong Yanran hurriedly took out a mustard seed bag and explained: "Master Li Feng, I..."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Tian waved his hand, smiled faintly, and said: "I'm joking. If you need anything in the future, come to me as soon as possible. I will definitely help if I can."
Upon hearing this, Cang Zheng's face changed immediately. This damn guy was a bastard who forgot his friends for the sake of beauty. He was so worried about him yesterday and even vented his anger for him. If he had known this would happen, he should have taken the opportunity to chop him in half with a sword.
"Shameless bastard, go to hell!" Cang Zheng cursed angrily and kicked Wutan. Then he turned around angrily and walked straight into the attic. There was a bang, and then there was no movement.
"What's going on?" Wutan was stunned. He was just in a good mood after seeing 30 billion essences. It was just a joke. Why should he be so angry
"Pfft!" Seeing Wu Tian's confused face, Si Kong Yan Ran couldn't help but laugh, shook her head and said, "Master Li Feng, although you are strong, you are not ordinary stupid."
After saying something that left Wutan completely confused, Sikong Yanran turned around and left.
"Apart from the Fire Elemental Spirit and the Water Elemental Spirit, there are other people who say that I am stupid. Am I really that stupid?" Wutan muttered, feeling a little puzzled.
Time is like sand between fingers, passing by in the blink of an eye.
On the fourteenth night before the battle for the Shadow Guard, Wutan exhaled deeply, and then slowly opened his eyes, with a gleam of light flashing across them.
After these days of recuperation, and with the help of Monkey Wine and Ju Yuan Ban, his injuries have basically healed, and his cultivation has become completely stable. He can now boldly start to impact the Great Success Realm and the Great Success Stage.
The divine consciousness extended out, and the surrounding scenery appeared clearly in the mind.
"The Dark City is such a strange place. Now that I have broken through to the minor success stage, the distance my divine consciousness can extend is only ten thousand feet. Hmm? What is that?"
It was almost three o'clock in the morning. There was silence within the area, without a sound of human voice. However, just as Wutan was about to retract his spiritual thoughts, there was finally a hint of movement, and this noise came from the attic beside him.
As his divine sense spread towards this place, Wutan actually saw Sikong Yanran slowly walking towards the second floor in the darkness.
"It's strange. What is she doing in the middle of the night? What is hidden on the second floor?"
Wutan was puzzled and pondered for a moment, but he couldn't bear his curiosity. He left a clone in the Juyuan Forbidden Zone, while his real body followed Sikong Yanran's breath and came to a room on the second floor.
The heaven-defying domain emerged, and all auras were isolated. Wutan was in a corner, looking around, and then looked towards where Sikong Yanran was.
"What?"
Upon seeing this, Wutan was immediately shocked. He saw that in front of Sikong Yanran, there were several altars several meters long, placed on the ground like stairs, and there were dozens of tablets on the altars.
There are three tablets on the front altar. The tablet on the left is engraved with the spirit of my late father Sikong Guanghui! The tablet on the right is engraved with the spirit of my mother Sikong Luoxue! The signature below is the unfilial daughter Sikong Yanran.
Obviously, the owners of these two tablets are Sikong Yanran's parents.
However, this was not what shocked Wutan. What shocked him was that between the two tablets, there was an unusually tall tablet, and engraved on the tablet was the spirit tablet of their ancestor Sikong Lie!
What does this mean? This means that Sikong War God is actually Sikong Yanran's ancestor.
Those few powerful characters seemed to release an unparalleled aura, constantly impacting Wutan's sight and making him unable to calm down for a long time. If it weren't for the heaven-defying domain, his whereabouts would have been discovered by Sikong Yanran at this moment.
Wutan never thought that there would be such a coincidence. When he came to the Dark City, he actually met the descendants of Sikong Lie.
He did not doubt the authenticity, because next to the three words "Sikong Lie", there were two small words engraved, and these two small words were the words "God of War".
The person who can be called Sikong God of War in the world today is probably only Sikong Lie!
"Father, mother, ancestors, and all the sages of the Sikong clan, Yanran has been successfully elected as a shadow guard and will enter the shadow city tomorrow. I am one step closer to my goal. I hope that if you are still alive, you can bless Yanran to complete this task successfully..."
Sikong Yanran's voice suddenly sounded, bringing Wu Tian back from his state of shock and making him listen carefully.
Sikong Yanran said a lot, but her voice became smaller and smaller as time went on, until in the end, it was totally indistinguishable from an invisible self-talk. Wutan could not hear her clearly at all. He only vaguely understood two points.
First, the Sikong clan was originally the master of the Dark City, which means that the real master of this small world was Sikong Lie, but later for unknown reasons, he was replaced by someone else.
Second, Sikong Yanran entered the movie studio with some purpose, most likely targeting the Dark City Lord.
Wutan was trying hard to guess, and at this time, Sikong Yanran's voice gradually became louder.
I only heard her say intermittently: "Ancestor, a few days ago, I met a very strange person. I seemed to be able to feel your aura on him, and the ring on his hand also looked like something you had worn during your lifetime, the Sikong Divine Ring. Perhaps he is your successor..."
"The successor? Haha, I guess so!" Wu Tian smiled slightly, staring at Sikong Lie's tablet, and murmured in his heart: "I will try my best to help your descendant and complete what she wants to accomplish, just as a way to repay your favor."
After that, Wutan stopped eavesdropping and left quietly.
"Sikong Lie was the former master of the Dark City, but why did he appear in the Samsara Continent and finally be buried in Angel Peak?" In the room, Wutan sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed with his eyes slightly closed, thinking quietly.
The next morning.
As soon as the sky turned white, Wutan walked out of the room and breathed in and out towards the morning sun.
This used to be his daily compulsory homework, but as he became stronger and experienced more things, he gradually forgot about it.
He did not sleep all night, not because he did not want to sleep, but because he simply could not sleep. He was immersed in the fog. Finally, when he saw the sun rising, he simply came out to practice in order to calm his mind.
Believe me, it really works. As he exhaled the turbid air, Wutan's body and mind quickly entered a state of emptiness, and the doubts that had been lingering around all night disappeared one after another.
"Morning, Mr. Li Feng!" After an unknown amount of time, the door was gently pushed open with a creaking sound. Sikong Yanran walked out slowly and greeted with a smile.
"Good morning." Wutan opened his eyes and smiled faintly. He did not mention a word about what happened last night, and there was no sign of anything unusual in Sikong Yanran's expression.
"Let's go." Cang Zheng followed out and said calmly, passing by Wutan, ignoring the latter and walking straight towards the gate of the villa.
Seeing this, Wutan touched his nose and smiled bitterly in his heart. To be honest, he really couldn't figure out Cang Zheng's character. It was like the unpredictable weather, which was puzzling.
"Mr. Li Feng, let's go too!" Sikong Yanran smiled slightly.
After Sikong Yanran walked out of the villa, Wutan waved his hand, and with a whoosh, a ban broke through the air and hovered above the attic. Wisps of light curtain fell down, forming a huge barrier that enveloped the entire villa, and soon dissipated into nothingness and disappeared into the void.
This restriction is naturally the killing ice flame!
Since Sikong Yanran doesn't want others to know about this place, he might as well be a good person and cover it up. If someone breaks in here, the killing ban will automatically be revived, and everything in the courtyard will be turned into nothingness in an instant.
After doing all this, Wu Tiancai turned around, walked out of the courtyard, closed the door, and then slowly followed.
Cang Zheng and Sikong Yanran didn't notice Wutan's previous behavior. They chatted with each other and walked quickly towards the City Lord's Mansion.
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