Chapter 1276: Dry Yang Immortal Couple

Wang Changsheng's excessive enthusiasm made Cheng Zhenyu feel uneasy and somewhat suspicious.

"We met Senior Wang and Senior Wang by chance," Cheng Zhenyu said. "Before this, we didn't have much interaction with them. They probably recognized us at the underground auction just now. Even if they did, there's no need for them to be so polite to us! Husband, did you notice that Fellow Daoist Wang didn't avoid us when he contacted others? I feel like he was doing it on purpose, as if hinting at something."

Zheng Nan analyzed, equally perplexed by Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's overwhelming warmth. She felt something was amiss.

"They invited us to Qinglian Island as guests," Cheng Zhenyu suggested. "Could they be trying to recruit us into the Wang family?"

Zheng Nan nodded. "That must be it. The Wang family has risen too quickly and lacks high-level cultivators. No wonder Senior Wang guided me in my cultivation; they originally intended to invite us to join the Wang family."

Cheng Zhenyu pondered for a moment, then asked seriously, "My dear, do you think they might be descendants of the Zhenhai Sect?"

They had previously been pursued by cultivators from the Sun and Moon Palace, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had saved them. Why would the Wang family, developing in the South Sea, risk offending the Sun and Moon Palace to rescue them? And now, their extreme warmth was very unusual.

"I doubt it," Zheng Nan replied, shaking her head, a hint of suspicion in her beautiful eyes. "How could there be such a coincidence?"

Once the seed of suspicion was planted, it would rapidly take root and sprout.

There were very few sound cultivators in the South Sea to begin with. Wang Ruyan was a sound cultivator, and Wang Changsheng practiced water-element cultivation methods. Among the three core cultivation techniques of the Zhenhai Sect, there happened to be a water-element technique and a music-based technique.

"Assuming they are indeed descendants of the Zhenhai Sect," Zheng Nan pondered, "they might have saved us because they recognized your cultivation method, rather than out of goodwill. They have their own family and legacy; would they really risk the lives of their entire clan for mere acquaintances?"

Zheng Nan paused, then said, "I remember my great-grandfather mentioning that the Zhenhai Sect had seemingly developed a combined attack technique, but it hadn't been passed down before the sect was destroyed. He wasn't sure if this was true or not."

"It's likely true," Cheng Zhenyu calmly analyzed. "The Green Lotus Couple became famous after participating in the war against foreign tribes less than ten years after forming their Nascent Soul. These are all just our conjectures, though. Let's take it one step at a time. If they truly are descendants of the Zhenhai Sect, we'll eventually find out."

At Jade Fragrance Tower, on the third floor, within a private room.

Murong Bo was chatting with a man and a woman. The man was burly with a simple, honest face, dressed in a red robe. The woman was voluptuous with striking features, wearing a red ruqun dress, appearing as a young married woman. Both their outfits featured a red plum blossom pattern.

"Fellow Daoist Murong," the man in red frowned, "Why aren't Fellow Daoist Wang and his wife here yet? Could they not make it?"

Murong Bo smiled slightly. "Fellow Daoist Wu, you jest. Fellow Daoist Wang has agreed, so he'll definitely come. Let's wait a little longer."

"That's good," the man in red said with a laugh, his eyes somewhat fervent. "I've long heard of the Green Lotus Couple. It's a rare opportunity to meet them. I'd like to have a good spar with them."

The young woman in the red dress smiled charmingly. "Forgive my husband, Fellow Daoist Murong. He particularly enjoys sparring with powerful fellow daoists."

"Hehe," Murong Bo chuckled, a look of interest on his face, "I'm also curious to see who is stronger: the Green Lotus Couple or the Qunyang Couple."

These two Nascent Soul cultivators were quite powerful, having reached the Nascent Soul stage much earlier than the Green Lotus Couple.

True Monarch Qianguang, Wu Chang, was a body cultivator from Fengming Mountain Villa in the Northern Frontier. Fengming Mountain Villa was the cultivation base of the Wu family, with a legacy spanning nearly ten thousand years and profound heritage.

Immortal Red Sun, Li Ling'er, was a sword cultivator from the Li family of Chiyun Valley in the Northern Frontier. The Li family was a cultivation family, less powerful than the Wu family, but the Li and Wu families had been close for generations, advancing and retreating together. After both entered the Nascent Soul stage, outsiders bestowed upon them the title of the Qunyang Couple.

Wang Changsheng's voice suddenly rang out: "If we're talking about strength, I think Fellow Daoist Murong is even stronger."

As soon as he spoke, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan entered.

Murong Bo and the other two stood up. Murong Bo made brief introductions.

"I, Wu, have long heard of the Green Lotus Couple's renown," said Wu Chang. "Fellow Daoist Wang, Madam Wang, meeting is fate. How about we find a place to spar?"

Wu Chang's gaze was fervent. He had currently encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, and sparring with other cultivators helped in breaking through such barriers.

There were many ways to overcome a bottleneck, and sparring with others was just one of them.

Wang Changsheng was slightly taken aback. It was the first time he had encountered someone proposing a spar immediately upon meeting.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, please don't misunderstand," Li Ling'er smoothed things over. "My husband's nature is simply like this; he enjoys sparring with exceptionally strong fellow daoists. The Green Lotus Couple's reputation has reached even the Northern Frontier. We've traveled a great distance from the Northern Frontier cultivation world, and it's rare to encounter Fellow Daoist Wang and Madam Wang. If we don't spar now, we might not get another chance in the future."

Wang Changsheng showed an awkward expression, as if he had some unspoken difficulty.

"When we were traveling in the Great Qin Dynasty, we sparred with some fellow cultivators," Wang Ruyan said tactfully. "Swords and blades have no eyes, and we caused some minor trouble. How about this, Fellow Daoist Wu? My husband will spar with you, to avoid any hard feelings."

Wang Ruyan spoke subtly. Since they were injured, they couldn't frequently spar with others. This excuse allowed them to politely decline other cultivators while also using the Qunyang Couple's reputation to solidify the news of their travels in the Great Qin Dynasty.

Wu Chang suddenly understood. "So, you two have been traveling in the Great Qin Dynasty! We've been there too. Cultivators in the Great Qin Dynasty are quite ruthless; swords and blades have no eyes. Madam Wang's words make sense. Then I'll spar with Fellow Daoist Wang! Come, let's find another place."

Less than half an hour later, they appeared on the thirteenth floor of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pagoda, in a spacious and bright hall.

This was a martial arts arena, specifically provided for cultivators to duel and spar. It was equipped with powerful restrictions, allowing them to fight without holding back.

Murong Bo, Wang Ruyan, and Li Ling'er stood by, observing the match. Wang Changsheng and Wu Chang stood in the center of the hall, a hundred zhang apart.

As it was a duel between Nascent Soul cultivators, the formations were specially reinforced. Three sets of Tier 4 formations were activated, with golden, blue, and yellow light barriers enveloping Wang Changsheng and Wu Chang.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, a word of caution," Wu Chang reminded seriously. "I am a body cultivator; my fists and feet have no eyes. Please be very careful."