Dragon's Origin

Difficult? How could it be? It's always been the rule of Worry-Free City. Following the rules, Wang Sheng is already a red-level killer, and the gold coins are calculated as they should be. How could this be considered difficult?

If he really handled things this way, then the steward would never be able to face anyone again! Wang Sheng has given the City Lord's Mansion so much benefit, only asking for some cultivation methods. Even handling it according to the rules seems insufficient.

"Leave this matter to me." The steward patted his chest again: "What gold coins? If you mention gold coins again, I'll get angry. If the City Lord finds out I'm taking your gold coins, I'll definitely get a good scolding."

Over the years, Worry-Free City doesn't know how many gold coins it has earned from cooperating with Wang Sheng. Moreover, Wang Sheng has given things for free several times, and their value has long exceeded a mere million gold coins.

"It's just that Uncle Li, the gatekeeper of the martial repository, is quite stubborn. I'll talk to the City Lord, but I can only get you two kinds of cultivation methods at most. I'm really sorry, my brother." The steward spoke sincerely, looking somewhat apologetic, with a face full of embarrassment.

"Getting one is already a great favor from you, brother. Don't say that." Wang Sheng certainly knew that what the steward said was true. Just kidding, Worry-Free City being able to give one top-level cultivation method is already top-notch treatment. Giving two is entirely because of the City Lord's face.

Having settled the matter, the steward didn't say another word and immediately took his leave to prepare. He patted his chest, guaranteeing that someone would come early the next morning to help draw the map. There was no need for Wang Sheng to worry about the confidentiality issue; the City Lord's Mansion would take care of everything. As for the cultivation method matter, the steward still had to consult with the City Lord, asking Wang Sheng to wait for his good news.

After seeing off the steward, Wang Sheng's residence became quiet. Wang Sheng was then able to talk to Old Daoist Ling Xu about the martial repository. The current Old Daoist Ling Xu was still dressed as a red-level killer. Wang Sheng had won three bodyguard opportunities from the legendary red-level killer, which was no longer a secret. Almost everyone knew, so no one would suspect anything inappropriate about Old Daoist Ling Xu being by Wang Sheng's side.

"Uncle Li? That old guy is still around?" Hearing Wang Sheng mention the gatekeeper of the martial repository, Old Daoist Ling Xu was a little surprised, thinking that the old guy had died long ago.

However, compared to Old Daoist Ling Xu, Wang Sheng was even more surprised. When was Old Daoist Ling Xu a red-level killer? That was fifty or sixty years ago. He had entered the martial repository at that time, and the gatekeeper at that time was Uncle Li. Now, how old should Uncle Li be? I'm afraid he's only slightly younger than Old Daoist Ling Xu.

"What's Uncle Li's cultivation level?" Wang Sheng asked curiously.

"He was already at the peak of the Legend realm decades ago, what do you think?" Old Daoist Ling Xu glared at Wang Sheng, saying unhappily.

"What I mean is, does he have the confidence to break through the limit?" Wang Sheng quickly added a description to avoid Old Daoist Ling Xu misunderstanding.

"He has been living on the edge of the Thousand Severed Land for so many years." Old Daoist Ling Xu couldn't say for sure, but he could infer from some things: "Either he has remained at the peak of the Legend realm, that true peak realm, or he has gone a step further than that royal family's old servant. You might know the specifics when you see him."

It had been decades since they last met, and the old Daoist might not know Uncle Li's true cultivation level. That's right, no matter how curious he was, after meeting him another day, with Wang Sheng's keen senses, he would always notice something.

When sleeping at night, Wang Sheng had to face the situation of being in the same room and on the same bed with A'qi again. The earliest two maids had long regarded A'qi as the young mistress. When serving Wang Sheng into the bedroom, A'qi was already lying on the bed, washed clean and completely naked.

"I'm making you suffer." Wang Sheng and A'qi had already been naked in front of each other once. Wang Sheng's own skin was relatively thick, and he opened his mouth with a bit of embarrassment: "Sorry, I still have to be worse than a beast this time!"

A'qi's face was as red as red cloth, and she shrank in the quilt, not daring to come out at all. Although Wang Sheng had never forced her to do anything, she had just been stripped clean by the two serving maids, but she couldn't refuse, fearing that others would know that Wang Sheng didn't want her, which would be a big trouble that would cost her head. Therefore, even the killer A'qi could only be stripped naked and thrown onto Wang Sheng's bed by two little girls whose cultivation was not as good as her own.

Wang Sheng was not polite. It wasn't the first time. He took off his coat, put on his underwear, and got into bed, pulling the quilt from A'qi to cover himself. Naturally, there would be physical contact with A'qi, smooth skin, scalding temperature, which made Wang Sheng's heart sway. Unfortunately, thinking of A'qi's killer identity, thinking of how he had killed several of A'qi's companions, Wang Sheng didn't dare to easily move A'qi. It was okay to feel the smooth and tender skin in the quilt, but if he really got serious, he might die on A'qi's bed in the future.

A'qi's body was hot and stiff. It wasn't until she found that Wang Sheng was like before, except for hugging her to sleep, there was no other action, that she slowly softened. Not daring to move, for fear of stimulating Wang Sheng, she slowly fell asleep in fear.

Early in the morning, Wang Sheng still maintained a good routine and got up early. A'qi, of course, also got up, but when facing Wang Sheng, she was always a little afraid to look directly at him with a red face. When Old Daoist Ling Xu had breakfast with Wang Sheng and A'qi, the restrained smile and mysterious gaze made Wang Sheng want to kick him.

After breakfast, the steward arrived on time with people. Han Bingli and the shadow eunuch that Wang Sheng had mentioned were both there, as well as ten other people. According to the steward, they were all proficient in drawing maps. These ten people could guarantee that they could copy Wang Sheng's map exactly the same.

The City Lord had already nodded about the martial repository cultivation method matter, and he would take him to the martial repository to choose after Wang Sheng finished drawing the map. Relatively speaking, the map matter was more important.

"You want people to draw the map, what are you calling us here for?" Among the ten people drawing the map, Han Bingli and the shadow seemed a little out of place. The two were not polite, and the shadow eunuch asked directly.

"You two are mainly here to drink with me." Wang Sheng said with a smile. These two were old friends, friends he had known since he first came to Worry-Free City. Especially the shadow eunuch, Wang Sheng still wanted to ask him some questions, but there were too many people now, so he definitely wouldn't open his mouth here. Of course, he still needed a reasonable reason: "Shadow, don't you have a method to prevent the sound here from being heard by outsiders? I need your ability."

Hearing Wang Sheng's reason, including the steward, everyone nodded. It was better to arrange it this way, it was confidential enough.