Urban Banished Immortal

Chapter 212 - 212 212 Black Soul Wood_1

?Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Black Soul Wood_1 Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Black Soul Wood_1 Mo Huasong nodded, “Yes, I have a Space Ring, but no Space Storage Bag.”

“Ah.” Mr. Bole exclaimed in disbelief, “Master, don’t joke. How could you possess such a valuable item? I’m not boasting, but I think I might be the only one on Earth with a space-storing item.”

Mo Huasong chuckled, placing the small box directly into his Space Ring.

“Ah!” Mr. Bole exclaimed in surprise, looking at the middle finger of Mo Huasong’s left hand, where there was an unremarkable black ring resembling cheap street market merchandise.

But he had just watched Mo Huasong place the small box in his left hand, which then disappeared.

There’s no doubt about it. It was definitely a Space Ring.

How was this possible? How could Master Batian possess such an incredible item? Mr. Bole’s eyes sparkled in awe.

Having just one Space Storage Bag made him feel superior. He usually kept it a secret, fearing he might be targeted for it.

But Master Batian had a Space Ring! If the Martial Arts World found out, it would undoubtedly drive them crazy.

Mo Huasong glanced at Mr. Bole, “What’s wrong? Are you coveting my Space Ring?”

“No, no I dare not.” Mr. Bole shook his head vehemently.

Joke or not, Mo Batian was proficient in Grandmaster Martial Arts. If he had any ill intention, he would surely die.

“Well, you may leave.” Mo Huasong walked towards a corner.

Having obtained four Little Black Knives, Mr. Bole was thrilled.

They were worth a considerable amount, capable of buying many valuable items.

Actually, Mr. Bole acted as a middleman, profiting off his keen eye by acquiring items and selling them at higher prices.

Mo Huasong sat on a sofa in the corner, conveying a message telepathically to the receptionist outside, “Keep an eye on the entrance; don’t let anyone else in.”

Upon hearing the incident at the VIP rest area just now, the general manager had run over in fright.

However, upon seeing Ma Jun being carried away by gang members, he didn’t dare to enter, so he waited outside instead.

Now, upon hearing Mo Huasong’s telepathic message, he nodded fervently while scanning the area.

It was odd. The Crown Prince was clearly not nearby, so how could he communicate with him?

Feeling uneasy, the general manager quickly called in two security guards to protect the entrance.

Mo Huasong took out a small box, his eyes filled with fervor.

The value of the small box lay in its material; it was made of Black Soul Wood.

Ordinarily, Black Soul Wood would be useless to most.

However, Mo Huasong now had a Soul Seed within his Spiritual Sea, which precisely needed this type of Black Soul Wood.

Black Soul Wood acted as a nutrient for Soul Seeds. With it, the Soul Seed could grow faster.

“Absorb.” Mo Huasong muttered a spell, and the small box flew towards his forehead, disappearing from sight.

Not long after, the Soul Seed within Mo Huasong’s Spiritual Sea had swelled a bit, resembling a pregnant woman whose belly had grown a size.

“I didn’t expect there to be such valuable items in a place like Earth,” Mo Huasong muttered to himself.

He tasked Pang Wenjun and Xie Wuchu with finding special items, hoping to secure more cultivation resources.

Moreover, the Martial Arts World held auctions periodically, where valuable items could be found.

With that, Mo Huasong continued to cultivate. Two hours passed quickly.

“Ring, ring, ring.” Mo Huasong’s phone rang. It was Xiao Jie.

“Hello, where are you?” Xiao Jie asked.

“I’m in the VIP rest area.” Mo Huasong replied, “Come over, we’re going home.”

Over the past few days, Mo Huasong had asked the Pang family to investigate Hua Junzi, but to no avail.

It seemed the Martial Arts World’s knowledge about the Cultivation Realm was minimal. They could only wait for Hua Junzi to make another appearance.

Considering Hua Junzi’s arrogance, he was likely to reappear soon.

But that foolish woman Xiao Jie was always too “busy” to practice the Howling Heaven Sound Skill. She hadn’t put in any effort to learn it.

It was due to this that Mo Huasong had asked her to stay at Mo Manor and asked Su Weidong to come over.

“I can’t. Plenty of wealthy young men are gathered at the entrance. I can’t get out.” Xiao Jie replied worriedly, “Please come and take me home.”

“What a nuisance,” Mo Huasong grumbled.

“If you don’t come over, they’re going to drag me out for supper,” Xiao Jie added.

Mo Huasong got up, annoyed, and retorted, “What’s there to eat? Eating more won’t make your chest bigger.”

A moment later, Mo Huasong appeared in Xiao Jie’s dressing room, surprising her.

“Hey, how did you get in? I locked the door.” Xiao Jie inquired.

“Alright, let’s go home.” Mo Huasong approached Xiao Jie.

“I want to go back in the same way we came,” Xiao Jie replied.

At this, Xiao Jie’s face turned red. However, she was looking forward to it.

Being held by him, soaring in the sky, felt somewhat romantic.

Without saying anything, Mo Huasong held onto Xiao Jie and disappeared.

Not long after, they appeared in the open grounds of Mo Manor, where Su Weidong was practicing.

“Mo Huasong, you’re too fast,” Xiao Jie pouted unhappily.

The trip back to Mo Manor was too short. She hadn’t been able to enjoy the romantic atmosphere.

“Isn’t it better to be faster? It’s more efficient.”

“No, I want you to go slower and take longer,” Xiao Jie stubbornly replied. “You only took a minute. You should take at least half an hour.”

On hearing this, Su Weidong couldn’t help but laugh. Well, being fast is certainly not always better. Especially for men.

One of the reasons Du Ling liked him was that he could last for over an hour.

“Weidong, what are you laughing at?” Mo Huasong gave Su Weidong a cold look.

“Um, nothing. I wasn’t laughing at anything.” Su Weidong wanted to burst out laughing.

Although Mo Huasong was a great fighter, he was obviously lacking in some areas. A minute was too short; no wonder Xiao Jie was dissatisfied.

“If you have nothing to do, just practice. I’m going to Capital City with my mother tomorrow. Take care of Mo Manor in our absence.” After instructing Su Weidong, Mo Huasong turned to Xiao Jie. “It’s not convenient for you to go. Just stay here and live in my mother’s villa. There are protective formations which can keep you safe.”

Mo Huasong’s Nine Dragons Trapping Kill Formation was no ordinary thing. Someone like Hua Junzi couldn’t break through it.

Xiao Jie shook her head and spoke softly, “Not now. I have a concert tour and other commercial shoots lined up. My manager says because I came to Zhanshai City, there are a lot of advertisements that I haven’t filmed yet.”

“What ads are you going to shoot? Money is more important than your life?” Mo Huasong glared at Xiao Jie, “Wait till we kill Hua Junzi. Also, when we leave, you should establish a password. Rumor has it that Hua Junzi’s Disguise Skill is formidable, allowing him to impersonate anyone and blend in.”

“Humph.” Xiao Jie originally wanted Mo Huasong to accompany her to the ad shoots, but he left her behind. She walked back to the villa angrily.

“Ring, ring, ring.” Mo Huasong’s phone rang again.