I Swear I Don't Have A Python In My Pool-Chapter 1539 - Returning to the Black Night Pavilion

Chapter 1539: Returning to the Black Night Pavilion

Chapter 1539: Returning to the Black Night Pavilion Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hearing this, the Starry Sky Patriarch nodded and slowly said, “The undefeatable realm has three extremes: the undefeatable realm of the human body, the undefeatable realm of the Primordial Soul Realm, and the undefeatable realm.

“Being able to enter one of the extremes is already a blessing from the heavens.

“I didn’t expect Wang Mang to have already entered the ultimate Primordial Soul stage at such a young age.

“The younger generation will surpass us in time!”

After hearing his words, Hao Shixuan asked thoughtfully, “Lord Clan Chief, do you know the prerequisite to stepping into the undefeatable realm?

“I—”

The Starry Sky Patriarch smiled bitterly and interrupted. “If it was really that easy to enter the Ultimate Realm, I wouldn’t have stayed at the Level 4 of the Eternal Realm.

“In this life, I have no hope of reaching the undefeatable realm.”

Looking at the bitter expression on the Starry Sky Patriarch’s face, Hao Shixuan whispered with an unknown expression, “Lord Clan Chief, do you think it’s possible for me to step into the undefeatable realm?”

Hearing this, the Starry Sky Patriarch paused and fell silent.

At this moment, his silence was deafening.

After a long silence, Hao Shixuan forced a smile.

“Let’s not talk about this. The patriarch asked you to help me propose a marriage to Xiao Yu”

Hearing this, the Starry Sky Patriarch looked at him with a conflicted expression and slowly said, “Don’t worry, I still think that you and Mo Xiaoyou will be a good couple.

“After such a long time, that stubborn old man Muk Gu should be relieved.

“Come with me tomorrow.

“Okay.”

…

At this moment, Wang Mang was wandering aimlessly through the streets of Mo City.

Looking at the happy faces of the people in Mo City, Wang Mang chuckled inexplicably.

Just like that, he walked aimlessly and finally stopped in front of Mo Xiao Pavilion.

“We’re back here.”

Looking at the bustling Mo Xiao Pavilion, Wang Mang muttered softly.

In the next moment, his figure immediately walked toward Mo Xiao Pavilion.

At this moment, Hei Yan, who was drinking happily in Mo Xiao Pavilion, sensed Wang Mang’s aura and his expression changed.

In an instant, his figure disappeared, leaving only some Dao Crystals on the table.

Hidden in the void, Hei Yan cursed under his breath as he watched Wang Mang approach.

“Why is this kid back again?

“I can’t even drink properly!”

…

At this moment, Wang Mang, who had just entered the Black Night Pavilion, frowned and whispered, “Hmm? Why is there a familiar aura?”

In the next moment, the waiter appeared in front of Wang Mang again.

He bowed respectfully and said, “Lord Holy Son, you’re here again.

“This time, just you alone?”

Hearing this, Wang Mang came back to his senses and slowly nodded.

“Yeah, same old.

“Alright, please wait a moment.”

Qin Yin replied and quickly ran toward the kitchen.

Seeing this, Wang Mang casually found a seat and sat down.

Interestingly, the seat he was sitting in now belonged to the original Kuriko.

At this moment, a guest beside Wang Mang’s seat happily said to Wang Mang in a daze, “Lord Holy Son’s performance in the Endless Sacred War was truly peerless!

“Come… I’ll do it first… as a sign of respect!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up a jar of spirit wine and drank it heartily.

Seeing this, the guest who was sitting at the same table as him was almost scared out of his wits.

In the next moment, the customer hurriedly smiled apologetically at Wang Mang.

“Lord Holy Son, don’t mind him. He drank too much.”

Hearing this, Wang Mang smiled silently and turned his head to the side.

Seeing that Wang Mang did not seem to care at all, that person immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

After a while, the waiter came over with a few jars of spirit wine.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, my lord.”

As he spoke, he placed a few jars of spirit wine on Wang Mang’s table.

Seeing this, Wang Mang waved his hand and said calmly, “Alright, that’s all for you.

“Aye! Alright, just let me know if there’s anything you need.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he continued to wait at the door to welcome the guests.

After opening a jar of wine, Wang Mang directly hugged the wine jar and drank to his heart’s content.

Tons! Tons! Tons!

“Uh.”

Putting down the wine jar, Wang Mang burped.

At this moment, the discussions of the surrounding people attracted Wang Mang’s attention.

“Heh, have you heard? The Ancient Starry Sky Race has already said that they will come tomorrow to propose marriage.”

“Oh? When did this happen? Why didn’t I know?”

“I heard that too. It seems to be Hao Shixuan and Mo Xiaoyou’s!”

“Hahaha, that guy still hasn’t given up. He was tricked so badly by Ancestor Mo last time.”

“Hey, I was wondering the same thing.”

“I don’t think Clan Leader Mo will agree. As for Little Mo’s husband, I’m more optimistic about my clan’s successor!”

“That’s right. Hao Shixuan, that country bumpkin who was crushed by the Saint, is not worthy of proposing marriage.”

“Stop it. Look.”

…

As he spoke, one of them secretly gestured for them to look at Wang Mang.

After seeing the expressionless Wang Mang, these people immediately stopped discussing.

Seeing this, Wang Mang narrowed his eyes and muttered in his heart, “Interesting.”

At this moment, one of the people who were originally discussing said to Wang Mang, “Lord Holy Son, what do you think of this matter?”

After he spoke, everyone said one after another as if a switch had been opened.

“That’s right, Lord Holy Son. Mo Nethery is a goddess. We can’t let outsiders take advantage of her!”

“That’s right. If you ask me, you and Little Mo are a match made in heaven.”

“That’s right. Hao Shixuan was defeated by you. How can he be worthy of Mo Xiaoyou?”

“Agreed!”

“Reconsideration!”

…

Hearing this, Wang Mang’s mouth twitched and he said with a dark expression, “Who Mo Xiaoyou marries has nothing to do with me.

“You don’t have to fight for justice here. There’s nothing between me and Mo Xiaoyou.”

After hearing Wang Mang’s words, everyone immediately stopped talking.

However, looking at their indignant expressions, they probably had a lot of words to greet Hao Shixuan in their hearts.

With this thought in mind, Wang Mang smiled silently and continued to drink the spirit wine.

At this moment, Hei Yan, who was hiding in the void, looked at Wang Mang’s nonchalant attitude and smiled in satisfaction.

“Mn, that’s right. It’s not easy to find a Dao companion in the nine races of the Abyss.

“A mere Mid-World girl is not worthy of your status as the Young Clan Leader.

“I have one under my sect…”

…

Just like that, after staying in Mo Xiao Pavilion for a long time, the spirit wine on the table was also finished.

After throwing some Dao Crystals on the table, Wang Mang slowly stood up and left.

“Take care, Lord Holy Son!”

Seeing Wang Mang leave, the waiter greeted him respectfully.

After coming out of Mo Xiao Pavilion, it was already night time.

A gentle breeze blew past Wang Mang’s face.

Looking at the brightly lit street, Wang Mang fell silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, “Marriage proposal? How can I miss out on such an interesting matter?”

At this moment, the system notification suddenly went off in Wang Mang’s mind.

[Ding! Detected the host’s current situation! The host is given the following mission!]

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[Mission #1: When the Ancient Starry Sky Race proposes marriage tomorrow, ignore it and watch from the side]

[Mission Duration: Determined upon completion]

[Mission Reward: Eternal Realm Treasure Chest x1, Eternal Realm Blind Box x1, Dao Crystal x10 million!]

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