As long as I can help my benefactor, everything is worth it

In the palace of Dachu.

The beautiful buildings and jade structures here are continuous, each one is like a bright moon on the sea, magnificent and grand, with a grandeur that can swallow up the ages.

In the deepest part of the palace.

A low palace stood tall and was incompatible with the surrounding palace buildings. The place was very desolate, with mottled walls and even some weeds growing in some places.

Only in front of the palace, on a piece of ground, was a medicinal field opened, which was covered with Ganoderma lucidum grass, each plant no more than a hand high.

It seems that these Ganoderma lucidum grasses are not very old, approximately about a year old.

A gentle breeze blew.

All the Ganoderma lucidum grass swayed in the wind.

At the same time, there was also the skirt of a girl swaying in the wind. She was young, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with black hair like clouds, bright eyes, and white teeth. She was so beautiful that it was dreamlike.

As her clothes fluttered, she looked like a fairy from Lingbo, wanting to ride the wind and fly away.

"Little Master, I have done everything you asked me to do."

An old voice came. The old man in a light blue robe stood quietly in a corner. He restrained his breath and blended into the surrounding environment.

Although.

His strength has reached the peak of the Divine Palace Realm, but there are saints in the Chu Dynasty, so he cannot help but be careless.

If he is exposed, he will be fine if he dies, but if he implicates the little master, it will be a big sin.

"The king of labor is old."

When the girl spoke, her voice was as clear and sweet as an oriole's cry in the valley.

She held a wooden ladle in her hand, scooped a ladle of water from the bucket next to her, and carefully poured it around the Ganoderma lucidum grass. She cared for the Ganoderma lucidum grass to the extreme.

"Little Master...

Mr. Wang pursed his lips and continued: "Although I have delivered the letter, it seems that Holy Son Xuanyang has no intention of leaving."

"Um."

The girl hummed softly, as if she was not surprised at all. Her beautiful eyes were misty, her teeth opened slightly, and she continued: "Then you hide in the dark and help your benefactor block the strong men of Da Chu."

Mr. Wang: "There are countless powerful people in the Great Chu Dynasty. They are just a group of remnants now. How can they stop the entire Great Chu Dynasty?

If they challenge the heavens, they can only block a few princes.

But once they take action against several princes, the Great Chu God Emperor will definitely notice that there is still a powerful force hidden in the entire Great Chu Dynasty!

With the cold and domineering character of the current Great Chu God Emperor, he will definitely get to the bottom of it. At that time, it is hard to say whether they can hide it.

After all.

The Great Chu God Emperor had even destroyed the Great Guangming Temple. It would not be easy to kill them all.

"My lord, are you worth this?"

Mr. Wang sighed softly and said helplessly: "As long as we endure it for a few hundred years and wait for Xiao Lao to contact us, the other remnants left behind by the master will overthrow the entire Chu Dynasty by then."

"If it were exposed now, it would be too much of a loss."

"As long as I can help my benefactor, everything is worth it."

The girl spoke softly, and although her voice was gentle, it contained a hint of unquestionable determination.

"It's just a Ganoderma lucidum grass. We have done enough...!"

Mr. Wang spoke.

Holy Son Xuanyang killed a prince of Dachu. How significant of an event was this? Wasn't it covered up by them?

Although the Great Zhou Dynasty was also covering up, the efforts of the Great Zhou Dynasty were far less than those of themselves and others. They had assassinated all the spies of the Great Chu Dynasty.

The remaining spies brought back no useful information at all.

It is precisely because of this that the Chu Dynasty still does not know how Chu Linghe died a year ago, let alone who killed him.

If it were the Great Chu God Emperor, he would know that Chu Linghe fell into Li Xun's hands.

Then everything would be different today.

Perhaps.

The Great Chu God Emperor would still use a high-grade Taoist weapon to invite him over, but the difference was that after Li Xun refused, the Great Chu Dynasty would take action.

…

It must not be the younger generation, but a powerful person in the divine palace realm, or someone who takes action himself!

There is still some restraint now, mainly because the Chu Dynasty only saw Li Xun defeat the Champion Hou, and the two sides have not yet reached the point of life and death.

Only the younger generation was allowed to take action, and some decorum was maintained. They did not want to leave a bad reputation for bullying the smaller ones.

"Old Wang!"

The girl's voice became cooler. She turned around and said word by word: "Did you know that when my mother needed Ganoderma lucidum the most, only my benefactor gave me one?"

"this...

Mr. Wang was speechless.

He now understood that the status of Holy Son Xuanyang in his little master's heart was probably hard to shake. After all, he would lend a helping hand to a person in his most critical moment.

…

Even if it is just a straw, it will be remembered for a lifetime.

After all.

He is still his own little master, and he is too similar to his previous master. Both of them are too emotional.

The previous owner met the Great Chu God Emperor, such an unreliable existence.

As a result, his cultivation at the peak of the Divine Palace Realm turned into running water overnight, and even he himself completely fell.

I just don't know…

What kind of person is the Holy Son Xuanyang that the young master meets now?

The little master is used to giving silently without asking for anything in return, but he is different. Isn't it his style to do good deeds without letting people know about them?

The old man chuckled, and a jade slip appeared in his palm. He rubbed it slightly. With Saint Xuanyang's cultivation speed, he might become a saint in a few hundred years.

At that time, if my little master encounters danger, wouldn't he inform Holy Son Xuanyang and he can send a magic weapon from the sky?

To know.

Li Xun is a genius who has survived ten tribulations of rebirth and death. With this background, his sainthood must be at least five tribulations, right?

With the help of such a strong man, if his mistress fails, she can become an empress of the Great Chu Dynasty in the future!