The improved female villains regained their memories.

The only empty seat was occupied by three men sitting around it. Luo Benmo walked over and sat down casually, raising his hand to call out, "A bowl of wontons."

"Okay."

"This is unbelievable," the owner muttered, "there's just enough left to make one bowl." He then cooked the wontons.

After Luo Benmo finished speaking, he looked up at the three people, took out a silver note, and said, "Take it."

The three were Iron Ox, Spirit Monkey, and Lone Wolf.

The lone wolf took the silver note, looked at it, and accepted it.

"As expected of the leader, he can make so much money so easily."

He exclaimed in admiration, genuinely respecting Luo Benmo's abilities. Look, they had only been here a short time, and their leader, single-handedly, had managed to raise enough money to support such a large group of people.

"Chief, could we meet somewhere else next time? We can't keep meeting here, and what's with eating wontons every time we meet?"

The clever monkey complained. It would be fine if he ate alone, but to avoid attracting attention, he organized a group of people to eat together.

Right now, the entire wonton stall is filled with the Earthly Fiends and Heavenly Generals.

“Let’s do it here. The wontons here are delicious.” Luo Benmo rejected the monkey’s suggestion expressionlessly. “Right now, my True Immortal realm is not stable yet, so you should not cause trouble.”

Thanks to Luo Benmo's own improved strength, the strength of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Earthly Fiends has also been enhanced.

The Earthly Fiends and Heavenly Generals have all reached the Earthly Immortal realm, while Lone Wolf, Iron Ox, and Spirit Monkey have even reached the Heavenly Immortal realm. Such a force would inspire fear wherever it goes, let alone here under the emperor's nose.

Luo Benmo, this so-called True Immortal, has no true form and very few traces of the Great Dao. He can bully Celestial Immortals, but if he were to encounter a true True Immortal, he would definitely be defeated.

This is a world with gates, and their location is the largest country in this world. They know nothing about the level of the immortal sects behind this country, or the kind of people with high-end combat power.

If they dare to occupy the capital, they are courting death.

Since that's the case, why not play it safe for now, and then launch a full-scale attack once you've developed enough strength? Anyway, with Luo Benmo being such a bug, they can transform mortals into immortal combatants at any time.

“The money we’re giving you isn’t for you to eat, drink, and have fun. The most urgent thing right now is to expand our manpower, cultivate believers, and bring these people under the wing of my Blood Spirit Cult,” Luo Benmo said.

The Blood Spirit Cult was the Monkey King's idea. Since they wanted to win over mortals so they could convert them into current combatants at crucial moments, using the name of religion was the most suitable way to do so.

They are immortals, so it's easy for them to recruit mortals into their religion using special methods, but the problem is that it costs money.

And it costs a lot of money.

“This should last us a while,” Lone Wolf said. “The rest…”

“I’ll send you the rest later,” Luo Benmo interrupted him. “What you need to do is figure out the situation in this world and then make my Blood Spirit Sect’s reputation known.”

The Blood Spirit Cult, led by Luo Benmo.

They appointed three guardians and elites of the bloodline, including the Earthly Fiends and Heavenly Generals. Under the guise of healing and saving lives, they spread their doctrines, rallied mortals, and opposed the immortals.

This is the initial stage of the Blood Spirit Cult.

Luo Benmo, at the advanced stage, hadn't thought of that yet, since she came here to find the gate, not to actually lead mortals to defy the heavens.

"It's almost time, I have to go."

Luo Benmo suddenly shuddered, left behind these words, and got up to leave.

"It has appeared; it's [The Leader Trembles]."

“Every time the leader does this, it means he has sensed something.”

"In some ways, the leader's intuition is terrifyingly strong; who knows what might have happened this time?"

The three of them sighed and looked at the remaining wontons in their bowls.

"By the way, shall we continue eating? To be honest, I've already eaten three bowls."

Me too.

"Eat my ass! We've got the money, let's get out!"

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"I understand now, brother. It's like this, in the capital..."

"Shhh."

Yang Pingsheng gently stroked Wen Shihan's stray hairs, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

"it is good."

Wen Shihan smiled and put his hand on Yang Pingsheng's shoulder.

"Brother, actually, Xiaohan..."

Immortal Path Killing Move - Entangling Wind and Gentle Tomb.

Before it could be used for more than three seconds, it was secretly cracked.

Ok?

Wen Shihan was secretly puzzled and was about to use it again when a voice rang out from the side.

What are you doing?

Turning his head, silver-white hair came into view. Luo Benmo looked at him expressionlessly, his voice cold: "Want a kiss?"

The atmosphere was completely ruined.

Wen Shihan lowered his hand and looked at her with a smile: "Sister is back?"

Luo Benmo returned the gaze coldly: "I told you, don't call me sister."

"I am my brother's sister, and you are his older sister, so is it wrong for me to call you 'older sister'?"

Luo Benmo sneered: "Do you have a younger sister who wants to kiss her own brother?"

“Is that so?” Wen Shihan laughed, but it was a mocking laugh. “Then I hope that my sister can be a good sister and never have the idea of ​​kissing her own brother.”

"I have it, so hit me if you dare."

"?"

Wen Shihan was speechless. Taking advantage of this moment, Luo Benmo grabbed Yang Pingsheng and said, "Little brother, kiss me."

Yang Pingsheng: "?"

"Hey, hey, hey..." Wen Shihan stopped laughing, and veins bulged on his forehead. "You shorty, stealing food is one thing, but there should be a first-come, first-served rule when it comes to robbing."

"Heh, why would I bother with you?"

"you wanna die!"

Wen Shihan thrust out a palm, and Luo Benmo retaliated with a punch. Before they made contact, a voice rang out.

"Young Master, I'm back."

Xiaoyu stood not far away, smiling as she looked over: "I took a closer look at the rooms inside, which took up a little time. Sorry."

The fist and palm stopped simultaneously without touching.

"Oh."

"Humph."

The two stopped, turned their heads, and neither looked at the other.

Yang Pingsheng saw this but said nothing. He simply looked at Xiaoyu and asked, "Xiaoyu, do you think this is a good idea?"

"Very good, overall the layout is quite good."

Xiaoyu's hands hung down, her eyes looking at Yang Pingsheng with the same tenderness as always:

"Of course, it also depends on whether the young master likes it or not. If the young master doesn't like it, we can find another one."

Finally, she said, "Whatever the young master likes, then Xiaoyu will like too."

"Need not."

Yang Pingsheng smiled slightly, stepped forward, and took Xiaoyu's hand.

"I'll listen to Xiaoyu."

Chapter Forty-Nine: Subtle Influence

As time passed, Yang Pingsheng finally moved them to his residence in the capital.

Ripples spread across the pond in the courtyard, where red and white carp swam. Yang Pingsheng fed them fish, while Wen Shihan told him about recent events.

"The current ruler of Qian Kingdom is Xu Weibang. The eldest prince died young, and the second prince, Xu Nianren, was made crown prince. However, Xu Nianren was born out of wedlock, while the fourth prince, Xu Baxian, was the empress's biological son. Therefore, there are many forces in the court that support the fourth prince. Previously, the northern border was in danger, and Xu Baxian personally led troops to quell the rebellion. Now he has returned victorious and is estimated to be back today."

"Oh, I see."

As Yang Pingsheng read aloud, he threw fish food into the water, attracting a large number of carp to scramble for it: "No wonder there are so many people."

Today is the day Xu Baxian returns to the capital. Several days ago, heavy guards were added to the city gates, the streets were cleaned up, and even street vendors were not allowed to set up stalls.

Most shops were closed, but the welcoming procession was already prepared, and crowds of people had started converging on the area early in the morning.

There are four city gates in the capital. Yang Pingsheng's residence is near the south gate, where so many people are gathered. So that's why.

"Where is the Third Princess?"

“The Third Princess is nothing special. She has no political power, is the youngest princess, is not valued by Xu Weibang, and has no talent for cultivation.” Wen Shihan reported truthfully. “Her mother died early and she only got the position of Noble Lady. Compared with the background of the First Princess’s mother, who was a Noble Consort, and the Second Princess’s own talent for cultivation, the Third Princess should be the most ordinary.”

"Is that so..."

Why is my brother so concerned about the Third Princess?

Wen Shihan asked, then subconsciously leaned closer and rubbed against Yang Pingsheng.

"Brother~"

"Alright." He smiled helplessly and patted her head. "I have my reasons for paying attention to the Third Princess. Did you help your brother look up her name?"

"Found her, her name is Xu Anlu."

Xu Anlu.

A familiar name.

In my memory, she was a lively little girl with black hair.

"Grand Tutor, look, I learned a new boxing technique today!"