Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

The 400-pound fat man paced anxiously back and forth in the hall, clearly feeling uneasy.

It's understandable. After waiting for so many years, a glimmer of hope is now in sight. It's natural to feel uneasy when pinning one's hopes on a sliver of light.

I'm afraid this is just a dream, and when I open my eyes, it's all for nothing.

Upon seeing Fan Zui appear, the fat man's expression brightened with joy, his brows furrowed with anticipation.

Fan Zui didn't keep him in suspense, and directly handed him a secret manual, saying:

"Take it and cultivate diligently. In the future, you will surely become a powerful figure."

The fat man snatched the cultivation manual, "The Art of Fusion of Heaven and Earth," and quickly flipped through it.

The more I looked, the more frightened I became.

His face lit up with joy, and he became even more excited.

The four hundred pounds also started to tremble, which gave me a headache.

"Boss, you're a lifesaver, a second chance. Shall I kowtow to you?"

As he spoke, the fat man was about to put his words into action.

Fan Zui hurriedly stopped him, saying:

"Let's forget it. I'm afraid you'll break your leg if you do that, and I won't be able to lift you up."

The fat man gave an embarrassed smile and said:

"Once I've mastered my cultivation and acquired a handsome and dashing appearance, I'll book all the brothels in the capital and play around for three days and three nights."

Fan Zui sighed and rubbed his forehead, saying, "Then you probably don't want your legs anymore."

With a lighthearted tone, Fan Zui began to dismiss the guests, saying:

"Alright, stop being so vain, hurry home and start your cultivation."

Upon hearing this, the fat man nodded, bowed deeply to Fan Zui, and then left.

He was escorted by many skilled warriors.

This is out of concern for unforeseen circumstances.

It seems that the world's richest man is now aware of this matter.

Just as the fat man left, Fan Qingyi appeared.

He glanced at the numerous cultivation resources in the hall and said:

"I'm so envious of you..."

Fan Zui smiled indifferently and said, "You don't need to be polite. Take whatever you like."

"Really?"

"If you keep being so polite, I might really take it back."

"Haha, then I'm not welcome."

Fan Qingyi looked through them and selected five or six treasures that would be helpful to his cultivation.

He then called for help to move all of these items into the warehouse.

"What brings you here?"

Fan Zui looked at the blood-red spirit jade in his hand and asked.

Fan Qingyi put away the resources, seemingly satisfied and in a good mood, and smiled:

"The Marquis sent a message instructing me to personally deliver it to you."

After saying that, he handed over a secret letter.

The envelope was protected by a magical array, making it difficult for ordinary people to open.

Forcibly opening it will only destroy it and turn it to ashes.

"What is this thing? It even has a restriction added to it."

Fan Qingyi said casually, "I don't know about that. It's probably about the secret realm."

"Take your time reading, I have something to do, so I won't bother you any longer."

He turned to leave, paused, then turned back and said:

"By the way, the Marquis has instructed you to be frugal and restrained, and not to harm your health too much."

Upon hearing this, Fan Zui was stunned for a moment, then understood and his face darkened slightly.

"What restraint? Am I that kind of person?!"

"What kind of person does he think I am?!"

Fan Qingyi didn't say anything, but gave him a meaningful look before turning and leaving.

Fan Zui's face darkened slightly. What kind of godfather was this? He was so disrespectful to his elders.

He didn't understand anything about restraint.

He looks like a lewd old man.

"After all, there are two hundred courtesans. It's understandable that the Marquis is a little worried."

Yu Linglong suddenly stepped out from behind.

"What are you doing here?" Fan Zui ignored her and began preparing to release the restriction.

Yu Linglong looked around at the cultivation resources that were gradually being moved out of the room, and thought to herself, "The Wan family truly deserves to be the richest family in the world."

She glanced at Fan Zui and said seemingly casually:

"I didn't know you had the habit of taking a nap. How was it? Did you sleep well?"

Fan Zui channeled his true energy and spiritual power, easily breaking the restriction and obtaining the letter.

"A nap? I don't have time for that. My time is all for cultivation."

Upon hearing this answer, Ju Zi frowned slightly.

Is it really not him?

But this is impossible.

She could clearly see that Fan Zui had indeed taken a nap.

Could it be that someone else is lying on the bed?

orange?

It shouldn’t be!

Wait, cultivation?

Wasn't he also cultivating in his dream?

In truth, his words were not without merit.

It seems it really could be him.

Now, we can only find more evidence and clues in our dreams.

Fan Zui opened the envelope.

There was no expression of concern or care.

It only briefly mentioned the life of Ji Cangjin, the former number one martial arts master in the world.

It can be confirmed that Ji Cangjin does indeed possess two swords, each a high-level Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

When the two swords are combined, they become a supreme treasure of chaos, invincible under heaven.

Her twin swords are very likely hidden in the secret realm.

The letter suggested that he could search the secret realm during his visit.

However, survival is the top priority.

As for dual swords, there's no need to force it.

In addition, Ji Cangjin once killed a Xuan Frost Dragon outside the realm.

However, the Dragon Balls are missing, perhaps they are in a secret realm.

The letter stated that his "sister," Fan Bingyan, would also be entering the secret realm.

The two can work together.

Of course, what this means is that when necessary, don't be stubborn; you can hide behind her.

"younger sister?"

Fan Zui's lips twitched slightly.

How could he not remember that the rumor was about a "child bride"?

I wonder how that person with the Nine Yin Sword Body will view this matter.

Furthermore, as for the truth of the matter of the child bride, only the godfather probably knows.