The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

When Yu Qingqian heard Master Gu Yan's confident and domineering words, the smile on his face deepened.

Judging from all signs, the master's position in the upper three realms should not be simple, but Yu Qingqian didn't ask too much.

No matter who the master is, how powerful the enemy or friend is, he will always be his master.

After the master leaves the small pagoda, as long as he can go to the upper three realms, Yu Qingqian doesn't mind accompanying the master to play with those enemies.

Yu Qingqian drank and chatted with Gu Yan and Yan Jun in the small tower space, and only left the space at night.

After lying in bed and sleeping, Yu Qingqian began to practice in seclusion early the next morning.

She didn't take back the nine-color magic lotus, but still put it in the courtyard where the sick people lived, to help those people recover as soon as possible.

However, because it came from the end of the world, with the protection of supernatural powers, the corpse aura contained in the aura did not have a great influence on Yu Qingqian.

She has practiced once again, and with the poison materials provided by Zongmen, her cultivation speed is very fast.

It took only two months to recover to Qiye Lingwang. If other disciples in Yulingzong knew about it, they would be shocked.

Such a speed was impossible even for countless geniuses before the spiritual energy was affected.

On this day, Yu Qingqian was practicing, when a message came.

After checking the summons, Yu Qingqian left the customs and went to the suzerain.

After entering the hall, Yu Qingqian found five people standing inside, including Lei Ming and Han Lie.

The two of them didn't show any surprise when they saw Yu Qingqian. Instead, they smiled and greeted each other with their eyes.

Yu Qingqian didn't know the other three, but they were all wearing the silver robes of the core disciples of the inner sect. Yu Qingqian had already guessed that they were all the ones who took advantage of him this time and also went to the spiritual pool to wash their marrow and quench their bodies.

Soon, Suzerain Yuxiu walked into the hall together with the middle-aged man who had appeared before.

"Disciple pays homage to suzerain, patriarch!"

The middle-aged man walked to the upper seat and sat down, just nodded lightly and did not speak.

Yuxiu said, "You must have already guessed the reason why I called you here this time."

"Ancestor Feixue exchanged his contribution to the sect for a chance to reopen the spirit pool, so this time you all will follow Yu girl to enter the spirit pool to wash the marrow and quench the body."

The five people present actually had deep backgrounds in the sect, so they were well aware of such things, and they all knew that this time they were in Yu Qingqian's favor.

Otherwise, there will still be ten years until the next time the spirit pool is opened, and it is not certain whether it will be their turn or not.

"yes!"

Yuxiu explained a few more precautions for entering the spiritual pool to wash the marrow and quench the body.

Then the middle-aged man got up and said, "Follow me into the spirit pond, and I will take you out after the marrow washing and body quenching are completed."

Then he scanned the five people with extremely sharp eyes, and reminded: "You are not allowed to say anything about entering the spiritual pool to wash the marrow and quench your body, otherwise you will be disqualified from obtaining similar resources in the future."

"Disciple, remember!" The five replied one after another.

It is rare to have such an opportunity, and they are stupid to publicize it to the outside world, otherwise it will cause a backlash from other disciples, and if there is no such opportunity in the future, they will cry to someone.

The ancestors behind them were not as domineering and mighty as the ancestors of Feixue, and they could even restart the spirit pool for Yu Qingqian.

Soon, the six of Yu Qingqian followed the middle-aged man and teleported several times, arriving at the place where the Lingchi was.

The water in the spiritual pool is milky white, with rich aura filling the surroundings, and it is less affected by the abyssal aura than other places in the sect.

The middle-aged man confessed a few words and left, and the six of them also jumped into the spirit pool one after another to wash their marrow and temper their bodies.