Mr. Yang is obviously very powerful and his identity must not be simple, but he pretends to be an ordinary person. Even the luxury carriage is in tatters, just because he doesn't want to attract other people's attention.
When the Red Clothes Order is issued, it is not equivalent to exposing himself, so of course he cannot use it.
Meng Xueqing curled her lips. Although she was a little dissatisfied, she still sat back in the car obediently.
Nie Tian was not in a hurry. He lay on his back on the side of the carriage and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Have you known for a long time that she is Meng Fanchen's granddaughter?" Yang Lao had already noticed that Nie Tian and Meng Xueqing were not familiar with each other, and they had only known each other for a few days, so he asked.
"Yes, I know." Nie Tian nodded. Meng Xueqing was a very honest girl and told the truth to everyone. He didn't even want to know.
Mr. Yang frowned slightly and asked again: "Are you from Xumi Lingdu?"
Nie Tian shook his head and said, "I'm here to attend the Xumi Grand Meeting. It's a grand event that happens once every ten years. Of course I can't miss it."
Yang Lao nodded silently. He guessed that Nie Tian was also here to attend the Xumi Festival.
With Nie Tian's talent and strength, if he participates in the Sumeru Festival again in twenty years, or even ten years, he will most likely win the title of leader of the Sumeru Martial Arts Association.
But now, with his first level of true energy strength, he is still a little weaker if he wants to compete with those who are decades older than him.
Not to mention anything else, there are many warriors under the age of thirty on the Xumi Lingdu genius list who are far superior to Nie Tian.
But Nie Tian's mental power is much more abnormal. At level 51, even a mental genius under the age of fifty would be hard-pressed to reach level 30, and level 40 is even rarer. As for level 50, There are only a few stars in the night sky.
I really don’t know how Nie Tian’s spiritual power was cultivated. Even if he had cultivated his spiritual power since his mother’s womb, he shouldn’t be so terrifying.
Mr. Yang estimated that if there were no accidents, Nie Tian could easily win the top spot in the Xumi Alchemy Competition.
Once a teenage fifth-level alchemist appears, the entire Sumeru Spirit will go crazy for him.
"Mr. Yang, why did you come to Xumi Lingdu?" Nie Tian saw that Mr. Yang was thoughtful and couldn't help but ask, but he was already prepared for the latter to refuse to answer.
"Since you know, why bother asking?" Contrary to Nie Tian's expectation, Mr. Yang did not refuse, but defaulted to asking a rhetorical question.
Sure enough, Mr. Yang came to see his grandson Yang Zixiao.
Nie Tian had already learned from Meng Xueqing that the young man in the carriage was named Yang Zixiao.
"Mr. Yang, please forgive me for speaking frankly, but I'm afraid no one can cure Ling Sun's illness." Nie Tian said calmly.
The body of Baixu was not originally a disease, but a strange spiritual body from heaven and earth. Unfortunately, Mr. Yang didn't know about it and thought it was a disease.
If this is a disease, it is a disease that no one can cure.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Yang's reaction was very calm, but his face could not hide his sadness. He sighed longly and did not speak.
"Grandpa." Yang Zixiao in the carriage heard the conversation and said, "Life is about life and death. Xiao'er is no longer afraid of death. Don't feel sorry for Xiaoer."
"Xiao'er..." Mr. Yang choked, tears falling silently on his cheeks.
When Nie Tian heard Yang Zixiao's words, he couldn't help but trembled in his heart. It was really rare for a teenage boy to take life and death so lightly.
If this indifferent heart is placed above the pursuit of martial arts, one day, one will definitely be a strong man standing at the top.
After waiting for a day, Nie Tian and others finally entered the legendary Sumeru Spiritual Capital after paying the entrance fee.
Entering the city, Nie Tian and others finally had a look of surprise on their faces.
"Xumi Lingdu is just different." Looking around, Nie Tian immediately discovered that the streets here were much wider than those in other cities, and the buildings on both sides were obviously tall and majestic, making them look very grand.
Such a city is not much different from some small cities in the heavenly realm.
This is still the outskirts of Xumi Lingdu, and the buildings in the city must be even grander.
"Drive!" At this moment, a domineering roar sounded, and two iron cavalry galloped past, heading towards Juechen outside the city.
"Tang!" Nie Tian took a glance and saw the word "Tang" engraved on the armor behind the two people. He immediately understood that these two people were from the Tang family.
The Tang family is worthy of being the head of the four great families, and the two people who appeared randomly turned out to be fifth-level warriors of the True Essence!
This kind of strength is comparable to the top powerhouses of second-rate empires!
"Let's go." Mr. Yang said, preparing to leave.
The carriage drove slowly, and just after walking a few hundred meters, two figures landed in the air, blocking Nie Tian and others.
Mr. Yang stopped the carriage, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a strange look flashed across his face. Then he stepped out of the carriage, coughed twice, and said, "Two adults, why did you stop the old man's carriage?"
Obviously, Mr. Yang didn't want to cause trouble, so he pretended to be an ordinary old man.
Nie Tian looked at the two figures in front of him. They were two middle-aged men in their forties, with fierce faces and a strong murderous intent in their eyes.
"Humph." One of them grinned and sneered twice. He didn't bother to look at Mr. Yang and said directly: "Old guy, pay the city fee."
"Entry fee?" Mr. Yang was stunned for a moment and said with a smile on his face: "You two adults must have made a mistake. Our carriage just passed the city gate and we have already paid the entrance fee."
The man glared at Mr. Yang fiercely, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and said, "That's their entry fee, ours hasn't been paid yet."
"Third brother, what nonsense are you talking to this bad old man? Look at what he has on him and just bring it over." Another person was even more ruthless and shouted angrily.
Mr. Yang's face visibly stiffened, but he still endured it and said, "How much do you want to enter the city?"
Nie Tian frowned slightly. With Mr. Yang's strength, it was more than enough to deal with these two guys, but he pretended to smile, which was really difficult for him.
He could tell that these two guys were scoundrels, probably looking for robbers who were unlucky enough to enter Xumi Spiritual Capital for the first time and had little strength.
Yang Lao and others looked like they were easy to bully, so of course they were targeted.
"This number!" The man raised two fingers and said hehe.
"Two high-grade yuan crystals?" Mr. Yang was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I just need to hand it over."
As he spoke, he took out two pieces of high-grade Yuan Jing and handed them over.
When they entered the city just now, they handed over two high-grade Yuan Crystals. Although it's not much, it's not much.
You know, when Nie Tian held the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Association, he only charged an entry fee for a low-grade Yuan Crystal. The entrance fee to Xumi Lingdu is already two hundred times this price!
"Two pieces of high-grade Yuan Jing?" The man grinned, and then his face suddenly darkened. He waved his hand and knocked the Yuan Jing away from Mr. Yang's hand. Shen Shen shouted: "Old guy, two pieces of high-grade Yuan Jing just want to send us away. Do you think our brothers are beggars?"
