The saintess is pregnant, what does that have to do with me, a spoiled brat?

Xu Nuo walked to the front hall and knocked on the counter.

Li Wanning was holding the jade slip and grinning foolishly when he looked up and saw Xu Nuo. He immediately hid the jade slip behind his back.

"what?"

"Give it to me," Xu Nuo said, reaching out his hand.

"Didn't you already give it to me!"

"I told you to keep it safe, I didn't say I was giving it to you. You can't practice with this; if you force yourself to, you'll explode and die."

Li Wanning pursed his lips and reluctantly slammed the jade slip onto the counter.

Xu Nuo picked up the jade slip, turned around, and went back to the backyard.

inside the room.

Xu Nuo sat cross-legged on the bed and placed the jade slip on his forehead.

The moment his divine sense probed in, the jade pendant on his chest suddenly burst forth with a dazzling red light.

Roar!

A deafening dragon's roar echoed in my mind.

The illusory image of the Primordial Dragon Soul burst out from the jade pendant and swallowed the golden characters in the jade slip in one gulp.

Click.

The jade slip in his hand shattered into powder.

"Holy crap?" Xu Nuo was stunned for a moment.

This is a cultivation technique from the Primordial Holy Land, and it's just been eaten like that?

Before he could even feel sorry for himself, a massive flow of information poured into his mind through the jade pendant.

The Ancient Dragon-Summoning Technique.

Xu Nuo closed her eyes and quickly processed the information.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

The fragment of the "Spirit Guiding Technique" from the Primordial Holy Land can only increase absorption speed by a maximum of three times. However, the "Primordial Dragon Guiding Technique," which has been completed and improved by the Primordial Dragon Soul, increases absorption speed by ten times.

Moreover, this technique can purify spiritual energy, transforming it into domineering dragon-shaped qi.

"nice one."

Without hesitation, Xu Nuo poured out the three thousand low-grade spirit stones from his storage bag.

This was "borrowed" from Shen Qingyi.

With hands forming a mudra, the "Primordial Dragon-Guiding Technique" was activated.

boom!

The air in the room instantly became viscous.

Three thousand low-grade spirit stones simultaneously glowed faintly, and the dense spiritual energy transformed into a visible white mist, surging wildly into Xu Nuo's body.

That's too fast.

A throbbing pain emanated from his meridians, but the dark golden aura was growing stronger at an alarming rate.

The seventh dragon pattern burst forth with dazzling light and solidified completely.

The outline of the eighth dragon pattern began to appear faintly.

Half an hour later.

The three thousand spirit stones on the ground all turned into grayish-white powder.

Xu Nuo exhaled a breath of stale air and opened his eyes.

Mid-stage fourth rank.

The strength of the protective energy was more than twice as strong as before.

"Three thousand spirit stones, and I haven't even broken through half a minor realm." Xu Nuo looked at the powder all over the ground and felt a bit of a toothache.

The Primordial Dragon Soul is indeed powerful, but its appetite is far too great.

To break through to the third rank, the resources required would probably be astronomical.

We need to make money.

Make more money.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out in the front hall.

The loud crash of tables and chairs shattering followed.

Xu Nuo frowned slightly and pushed open the door to go out.

The front hall of Zuixianlou.

The once packed lobby was now a mess.

Seven or eight tables were overturned, and food was spilled all over the floor. The diners were so frightened that they hid in a corner, trembling with fear.

Lin Hu clutched his chest and collapsed to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. A dozen or so guards lay sprawled around him, groaning in pain.

In the center of the hall stood a young man dressed in a brocade robe.

The young man toyed with a folding fan in his hand, his face full of arrogance.

Behind him followed a thin, gray-clad old man with sinister eyes.

It was this old man who just made a move and injured Lin Hu in one strike.

"The estate of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion is nothing special." The young man scoffed and walked to the counter.

Li Wanning clutched the account book tightly, his face pale, but his eyes showed no sign of backing down.

"Who are you people! How dare you cause trouble at Zuixianlou? Don't you have a death wish?"

"You want my life?" the young man laughed. "In this capital, no one dares to take my life, Zhao Kang's life."

Zhao Kang.

The only son of Zhao Dezhu, the Minister of Revenue, and the henchman of the Second Prince Li Chengqian.

Wang Yuan was extorted for 50,000 taels of silver, and the Second Prince couldn't swallow this insult, so he sent Zhao Kang to cause trouble.

"The little girl is quite pretty." Zhao Kang used his folding fan to lift Li Wanning's chin. "Where is that good-for-nothing Xu Nuo hiding? Tell him to come out. Today, I'm going to smash up this Drunken Immortal Pavilion."

Li Wanning turned his head to avoid the folding fan, gritting his teeth as he said, "If you promise to come out, you're all dead!"

"Dead? Hahaha!" Zhao Kang laughed so hard he almost fell over, pointing at the gray-robed old man behind him, "Do you know who this is? A third-rank martial artist! Even if that piece of trash Xu Nuo hid his strength, he's nothing but a fart in front of a third-rank!"

The old man in gray slightly raised his chin, his eyes looking down at the man.

A third-rank martial artist is definitely considered top-tier in the capital.

"yes."

A calm voice came from the backyard.

Zhao Kang's smile froze, and he turned to look.

Xu Nuo, dressed in a black casual outfit with her hands tucked into her sleeves, slowly walked out.

He glanced at the mess in the lobby and then his gaze fell on Lin Hu.

"You're not dead, are you?"

Lin Hu struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Your Highness, I am incompetent. That old man was a third-rank official."

"Step down," Xu Nuo waved his hand.

He walked to the counter and pulled Li Wanning behind him.

"So you're Xu Nuo?" Zhao Kang looked him up and down, sneering. "I heard you were quite the big shot yesterday, daring to storm the Ministry of Revenue. Today, I'll teach you some of the rules of the capital."

Xu Nuo ignored him and instead looked at the old man in gray.

"Early stage of the third rank. The Second Prince has really gone all out to sabotage my business."

The old man's eyes were cold: "Young Master Xu, His Highness has ordered that Zuixianlou must close today. If you know what's good for you, take down the signboard yourself. Otherwise, I'll have to offend you."

"Offend me?" Xu Nuo smiled.

He suddenly moved.

Without any warning, dark golden energy exploded beneath their feet.

The bluestone floor was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

Xu Nuo transformed into a black shadow and headed straight for the gray-robed old man.

too fast.

The old man's pupils contracted sharply, and his instincts as a third-rank martial artist made him instantly raise his protective qi.

The azure energy transformed into a thick wall of energy, blocking his way.

"Overestimating yourself." The old man sneered.

There is an insurmountable gap between the fourth rank and the third rank.

However, the next second.

Xu Nuo's fist slammed into the air wall.

Roar!

Faintly, the sound of a dragon's roar could be heard echoing in the hall.

The dark golden dragon-shaped aura, carrying an overwhelming aura of destruction, tore through the cyan aura wall.

Click!

The sound of the air wall shattering was crisp and piercing.

The old man's sneer froze instantly, replaced by extreme terror.

This is impossible!

Xu Nuo's fist passed through the air wall without any hindrance and slammed into the old man's chest.

boom!

The old man's chest caved in, and the clothes on his back were blown to shreds.

He flew backward like a cannonball, smashing through the gate of Zuixianlou and crashing heavily onto the stone lion across the street.

The stone lion shattered with a crash.

The old man coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted on the spot.

The entire room fell silent.

The diners stared wide-eyed, forgetting even to breathe.

Lin Hu's mouth was agape, his jaw almost dropping to the ground.

One punch.

Instantly defeat a third-grade opponent!

The folding fan in Zhao Kang's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

His legs went weak, and he looked at Xu Nuo standing in front of him as if he were looking at a monster.

"You...you..." Zhao Kang's teeth chattered, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Xu Nuo shook the dust off her hands and walked up to Zhao Kang.

"What are the rules of the capital?" Xu Nuo asked calmly.

thump.

Zhao Kang immediately knelt on the ground.

"Young Master Xu... I was wrong... It was the Second Prince who sent me..."

"You smashed my shop, and you think you can just say you were wrong?" Xu Nuo looked down at him condescendingly.

"I'll pay! I'll pay you back!" Zhao Kang kowtowed frantically.