Chapter 850 Mr. Pei

Style: Fantasy Author: butterfly blueWords: 2304Update Time: 24/01/13 03:59:09
This was the beginning of a happy day in Happy Forest. Although the topic they talked about was not about happy things, it did not affect their mood at all. Because they won’t feel like it has anything to do with them. Whether it is the Three Kingdoms Court or the Four Major Academies, they are all at the top in the world of cultivation and the entire continent. They are just sitting here chatting and gossiping. How can they affect the general trend of the world that only big people care about?

So what went wrong in Zhenbao Pavilion? What happened in Beidou Academy's Seven Stars Association Examination? Why did the Lin family of the Qingfeng Empire rebel? They won't get to the bottom of these things, they just use them as a quotation, as a talking point, as an opening night talk about the beautiful scenery tonight.

Their attention soon turned to the food and wine here, as well as the beauties who began to shuttle among them like butterflies. There are both male and female cultivators who come to Happy Forest. All the beauties in Happy Forest are not necessarily beauties. With such considerate and meticulous care, who would remember when the previous topic started and ended? No one would notice that the cultivator who had previously boasted to everyone with the fourth-level top-level magic weapon had disappeared.





"Mr. Pei, I've tested it. The sword is indeed a mask, and what the man said should be true."

There is a small bamboo building in the west of the forest. Under the bright lights of Happy Forest, the slight light here actually hides it in the darkness.

A middle-aged man with a slightly bald head and a slightly rounded belly stood on the terrace next to the stairs, looking at the lights and noise not far away, and listened to the report of his subordinates.

"How long has it been since Qian Xiang reached the Four Souls Penetration?" he suddenly asked.

"There is always twenty years." The subordinate was stunned for a moment, but he replied immediately.

"There shouldn't be many players who can match Bao Zhilin's skills," Mr. Pei said.

"Those who need to go to the Forest of Treasures to find magic weapons or make a living are mostly cultivators in the realm of two souls and three souls. There is really no need to penetrate the four souls." said his subordinate. Baozhilin is not a heroic place. With the four souls penetrating such a realm, the mainland has the power to absorb, receive and give them everything they want. There is no need to go to a place like Baozhilin.

"Isn't there also such a person?" Mr. Pei said.

"Yes, Jin Buhuan, most people call her Sister Jin. But she just broke through to the four souls not long ago. I don't think anyone in the Treasure Forest has discovered this yet." The subordinate said.

"So she can never be Qian Xiang's opponent?" Mr. Pei said.

"Absolutely impossible." The subordinate shook his head.

"But as far as I know, there are very few head-to-head confrontations in Baozhilin." Mr. Pei said.

"Very few. But..."

"but what?"

"But compared to the occasional head-to-head confrontations, it is even more unique that the magic weapon will be picked up by others after the confrontation." The subordinate said.

"There is always a time when both sides suffer," Mr. Pei said.

"We asked carefully and it's not the case," the man said.

Mr. Pei was silent. After thinking about it carefully, he found that there was nothing to question.

"It should be done by outsiders." The subordinate said.

"There have been a lot more people coming to Baozhilin recently, and even our Happy Forest is much busier than before," Mr. Pei said.

"But there are still very few truly good players among them," said his subordinate.

It's still the same truth. People who have the four souls to penetrate the realm can always easily find many ways. So there is no need to go to a place like Baozhilin to do anything.

"Today, it seems that there are especially few." Mr. Pei said.

"Oh?" The subordinate was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of Mr. Pei's words. Following Mr. Pei's gaze, I found that he was looking at the excitement in Happy Forest, so what he meant was that there were fewer guests today?

This is not something that this subordinate usually takes care of, so he has no say in it. The matter he wanted to report seemed to have come to an end at this time, so he decided to ask for instructions on the final handling before leaving.

"What should we do with that person?" He asked Mr. Pei for instructions.

"Would letting him live harm the reputation of Happy Forest?" Mr. Pei said. Happy Forest is different from Baozhilin. It has always been safe here, so everyone can play with confidence. Although the people doing business here are ordinary people, everyone knows that there is still a force behind it that supports Happy Forest. There are different opinions about this power, but to be honest, no one really cares about who the owner of such a gold-selling cave is. As long as the service here is satisfactory and the safety here is reassuring, that is enough. Foxwoods has always done a good job in this regard. But now if someone is lost or even robbed of the magic weapon here, then who will come out of the Forest of Treasures, if they have a new magic weapon, if they have just earned a banknote, who will dare to come here to have fun with confidence ?

"I understand." The subordinate understood, nodded, and left immediately.

Mr. Pei was still looking at the lively place not far away. After a while, he suddenly called out: "Tietou."

"Mr. Pei." Someone suddenly walked out of the woods next to the forest building and stood downstairs, looking up at Mr. Pei.

"Come and see if there are not a few people coming to Happy Forest today." Mr. Pei said.

"Yes." Tietou nodded. The terrace of the bamboo building was only two meters high, so for the practitioner it was just a slight jump, but he still walked to the stairs next to the terrace in an orderly manner, and walked up quickly one step at a time.

He stood slightly behind Mr. Pei and looked at the excitement over there, looking at it seriously, his lips moving from time to time.

"You don't need to count so clearly, just have a rough look." Mr. Pei said with a smile.

"Yes." Tietou nodded, and sure enough he stopped counting, and then said: "Compared to yesterday, it is a little less."

"Some, roughly how much." Mr. Pei said.

"About a quarter." Tietou said.

"Is this rare?" Mr. Pei asked.

"Yes! Even when the weather is at its worst, our place is the best place to hide. It may not be lively, but there will never be fewer people." Tietou said.

"So what happened today?" Mr. Pei murmured.

"If something happened in the woods, we will know soon." Tietou said.

Mr. Pei nodded. Most of the visitors came from Baozhilin. There is no need to go out of your way to find out what happened in Baozhilin today. If you prick up your ears and use whatever power you use, you can probably get a rough idea.

"Let's go take a look together." Mr. Pei seemed to be a little more interested than usual today.

"Do you want to go in person?" Tietou was stunned for a moment.

"Qian Xiang is dead." Mr. Pei said, "I wonder if there is any master hidden among the guests here today."

"Qianxiang is dead?" Tietou was surprised. He had been staying not far from the bamboo tower. With his cultivator's ear, he could hear the conversation on the bamboo tower clearly without using any special powers. But Mr. Pei didn't call him, so he never listened to what Mr. Pei was talking about, so he only knew about Qianxiang's death at this moment.

"Yes, he is dead. The sword was thrown in the forest and picked up casually," Mr. Pei said.

"This should not be done by the people in Baozhilin." Tietou immediately said, everyone already has a very firm understanding of the style of the people in Baozhilin.

"Even if they want to do it, I'm afraid they can't do it. So, someone must have come here." Mr. Pei said, looking at the cheerful lights ahead.

"Let's go." He said and walked towards the stairs to the side.