Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 187 People from Tianxuan Holy Land

"Who is it? I don't see anyone."

Li Nanzhi looked up, following Li Wudao's gaze, her beautiful eyes filled with suspicion.

With her abilities, she could only see a faint, blurry black dot below the clouds.

Murong Qinglan, Xiang Leping, and the others also looked over, their expressions varying.

"There really is someone there..."

Old Cui's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at the calm Li Wudao, his emotions fluctuating wildly.

Even with his peak Martial King cultivation, he didn't notice someone above him. How did this young man manage to do that?

Could it be that this young man is still hiding his true strength, and has actually already surpassed him?!

The moment this thought crossed his mind, the old man's expression changed drastically, and he became completely unsettled.

He cultivated diligently day and night, spending countless resources and enduring numerous hardships. It took him more than seventy years to finally break through to the peak of the King Realm.

How could he not be shocked that the young man in front of him was so young, having eaten less salt than he had eaten rice?

"Could it be that all these decades of my cultivation have gone to waste...? We are all human, how can someone be so monstrous? How are others supposed to live?"

He sighed softly, his wrinkles crinkling together in a bitter, self-deprecating smile.

"This flying boat...a royal-grade treasure?!"

Staring at the flying boat engraved with intricate inscriptions, Shen Ming narrowed his eyes, a look of surprise flashing across them.

Although this flying boat is not large, the aura it exudes definitely reaches the level of a royal-grade treasure!

Even a powerful sect like Xuantian Sect only has two: one in the hands of Sect Master Murong Yan, and the other in the hands of the Supreme Elder.

It's easy to imagine how rare a royal-level flying treasure is.

But now, only three young people are piloting this flying boat, which inevitably makes people wonder.

It is definitely a super power, no less than the Xuantian Sect.

"Such keen perception!"

High above, the handsome young man exclaimed in admiration and chuckled, "Since we've been discovered, let's go down and meet them."

Having said that, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped out from in front of the flying boat's deck. Under the slightly amazed gazes of the crowd, he stood with his hands behind his back, his white robe fluttering, and gracefully landed.

"What a handsome man!"

"A true gentleman is nothing more than this."

Some female martial artists, with eyes like spring water and hearts fluttering, revealed infatuated smiles.

"Damn, this kid got it!"

The green-haired turtle pouted, extremely indignant.

"That was quite a good act, hmm... I'll steal it next time."

Li Wudao nodded in agreement, stroking his chin and muttering to himself.

At least he's a transmigrator with some kind of cheat code.

Besides, he's not bad-looking either. If he comes to another world and doesn't show off, what's the point?

.........

Under the astonished and uncertain gazes of the crowd, the handsome young man strode forward, followed by the towering man and the thin young man on either side of him.

"May I ask who you are and what faction you belong to?"

Shen Ming walked forward curiously and clasped his hands slightly in greeting.

A group of people who seemed to be from a powerful force suddenly appeared on the territory of the Xuantian Sect, so he naturally had to investigate.

But the man with the iron tower crossed his arms and looked at him with disdain, saying, "You're not qualified to pry into Senior Brother Yang's background."

"you......"

Shen Ming's face stiffened. He hadn't expected the other party to belittle him right away, showing him no respect whatsoever.

He instinctively clenched his fists, struggling with whether or not to strike back and teach this mountain-like giant a lesson—it was just too annoying.

"Why, you want to hit me?"

The man with the iron tower smiled provocatively and shook his head: "I advise you to give up that idea. Although we are at the same level, if we really fought, you would definitely be no match for me!"

His words were filled with boundless confidence and arrogance.

Shen Ming's lips twitched, and he was just about to explode.

"Shi Mao..."

Suddenly, the handsome young man glanced at the man with the iron tower and said indifferently, "Apologize to this young master."

At just one glance, the burly man, as strong as an ox, shrank back, like a defeated rooster, and slumped down, humming as he clasped his hands in a fist salute:

"Sorry, I'm just a rough guy, and my words may not be pleasant to hear. Please don't take it to heart."

"........"

Shen Ming was stunned, his anger subsided considerably, and his gaze towards the handsome young man changed.

This big guy, with his volatile temper, was like a docile chick in front of this young man—unbelievable.

"interesting."

Li Wudao found it amusing.

The three men were a handsome young master, a burly, bearded man, and a thin, gloomy youth with a cold aura.

There's a reason why such an unusual combination could come together.

"I'm sorry, my subordinates are ignorant. If they offended you, young master, I apologize on their behalf."

The handsome young man looked apologetic, yet remained neither humble nor arrogant, displaying a composed and dignified demeanor.

"never mind."

Shen Ming shook his head, his eyes growing increasingly stern.

Arrogance and composure, humility and politeness—this person definitely comes from a powerful and influential background. His inherent refinement and confidence are immediately apparent.

"Let me briefly introduce myself. My name is Yang Qiong, this is Qiao Yuan, and as for him... you should have heard him just now, his name is Shi Mao."

The handsome young man calmly explained, "As for our origins, we are all disciples of the 'Tianxuan Holy Land.' The purpose of our trip is entrusted by our sect, which we cannot disclose."

There was an uproar.

"Is this the Tianxuan Holy Land I know? That's the sacred cultivation ground that every martial artist in the 108 states of the Southern Region dreams of!"

"Hiss, no wonder he has such strength at such a young age and can even pilot a royal-grade flying boat. So he is a disciple of the Holy Land!"

"The supreme geniuses of the Holy Land, why do they have time to come to a small place like ours? I don't understand."

Many people were shocked and speechless, as if they had been frightened.

For ordinary martial artists like them, the prodigies of the Holy Land are like divine dragons in the sky, beings they can only look up to for the rest of their lives.

"It's the Tianxuan Holy Land again..."

Upon hearing this name, Li Wudao's eyes narrowed immediately.

Because of what he had seen and heard in the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm, he really couldn't bring himself to like the Tianxuan Holy Land.

What kind of pure land can a holy ruler who can only resort to despicable means to seize and plunder, and an old holy ruler who is accomplice to evil and is in cahoots with him, lead?

However, after meeting this young man named Yang Qiong today, he suddenly realized that there are still so-called gentlemen in the Tianxuan Holy Land.

"It seems that my thinking is still too narrow."

Li Wudao secretly reflected on his actions.

I don't know when it happened, but he has also learned to view people with prejudice, which is really wrong.

"I never expected it to come from the most prestigious lineage in the Southern Region!"

Shen Mingqiang suppressed his shock, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

After a few breaths, he calmed down slightly and asked with some confusion, "Young Master Yang, as a prodigy of the Holy Land, why would you come to such a remote place as the Great Yu Dynasty...?"

Actually, he wanted to ask why he hid and watched, but after hesitating for a while, he didn't ask.

"I'm here to see him."

Yang Qiong smiled, glanced sideways, and stared intently at Li Wudao.

"what?"

Everyone was stunned, their thoughts racing.

The prodigy from the Holy Land traveled hundreds of millions of miles to the Imperial City of Great Yu, all for this young man. Could he also be a disciple of the Holy Land?!

Many people suddenly realized that this guess was quite reasonable.

After all, this young man's strength was too monstrous; killing a mid-stage King Realm cultivator was as easy as killing a chicken. He must have come from a powerful force.

If he comes from the Tianxuan Holy Land, then none of this is surprising; it all makes sense.

"Oh, you came to see me?"

Li Wudao was a little confused. He pointed to himself and asked, puzzled, "I don't know you, and I'm not from the Tianxuan Holy Land. What do you want with me?"

Everyone looked embarrassed: "........."

That's a huge slap in the face.