Chapter 587: Knowing that he is lustful and admiring young girls.

Murong Ji listened to Huang Shiren's chatter without saying a word, walked to the door of the inn, got out of the car, and walked into the inn.

Huang Shiren handed the reins to the groom, took two quick steps, and followed Murong Ji into the inn. When he arrived at the counter, he directly told them the room he had booked.

Then, he was led by the waiter to the third floor.

After entering the room, Murong Ji glanced around casually. This room was indeed nice and in a great location. When he opened the window, he could see half of the city.

"Master, are you satisfied with this room?" Huang Shiren asked attentively.

Murong Ji nodded: "Not bad, you are thoughtful."

"Hehehe. Master, my room is next door. Just call me if you have any problems." Huang Shiren smiled. This was the room he chose specially.

Murong Ji nodded, and then heard the sound of the door closing.

Huang Shiren returned to the room and simply tidied the table.

Ever since he gained spiritual intelligence, he has been following Murong Ji. Over the years, Murong Ji has often taught him things, and his knowledge has increased a lot.

Among the monsters, he was considered a good fighter. In a few years, he would be able to become a great monster, or even a monster king. No matter what, he was confident that he was the strongest among his peers.

Only after personal experience could he understand how profound what Murong Ji taught him was.

In just a few years, he was promoted from an ordinary person to a demon king.

If this were to get out, it would definitely cause a huge stir in the demon world. This is almost impossible to happen!
Although the demon race has a long lifespan, their cultivation speed is slow. Compared with humans, there is simply a world of difference.

If there is a way to make the demon race practice at a speed comparable to that of humans, how can it not drive the demons crazy? !
Huang Shiren knew very well who he was.

He also knew that the more he treated Murong Ji, the more he cared about him. This person was not only his benefactor, but also his master.

In front of outsiders, he often regarded himself as the second disciple of Murong Ji.

The eldest disciple didn't dare to argue. Thinking of this, Huang Shiren was suddenly stunned. Why didn't he dare to argue?

"Maybe I can compete. After all these years, it's hard to say who is better than the fox in Tushan."

Huang Shiren had witnessed the horror of Tushan Rongrong, and now, he himself had reached Tushan Rongrong's level. In terms of combat power, it was hard to say who was superior.

Coming back to his senses, Huang Shiren took out a book from the collar around his neck, "The Analects of Confucius", and began to read it carefully. That was not enough, he took out a pen and ink and began to copy it word by word.

After all, he is a demon. In terms of spiritual charm and comprehension, he is far inferior to humans. If he wants to understand this thing, he needs to work hard.

Others may not understand the value of these books, but Huang Shiren knows it.

He was the real beneficiary of these books, which increased his spiritual charm and cognition. With Murong Ji's guidance, he made rapid progress on the path of cultivation.

Murong Ji has always been very cautious and strict in his practice, and he would not compromise on anything. Huang Shiren followed suit, and would rather not make a breakthrough than to lay a solid foundation.

After a few years, his foundation is unmatched by other monsters, except for his lack of basic skills.

It gets dark.

Huang Shiren slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, put away the books, picked up the waste paper he had copied, lit the candle and burned it all. How could good things flow out? He, Old Huang, planned to use it for his whole family.

After leaving the room, Huang Shiren walked to the counter and arranged the food. When it was almost time to serve, he went to the door of Murong Ji's room and knocked on the door: "Master, dinner is ready."

"understood."

Sitting at the dining table, Murong Ji ate dinner silently.

They chatted from time to time. Sometimes Huang Shiren asked Murong Ji some questions about cultivation, and sometimes they talked about the books they read this afternoon and their understanding of the contents.

Suddenly, a group of people walked into the inn.

The leader glanced at everyone in the inn, and a sense of oppression instantly spread throughout the inn. The originally noisy inn slowly quieted down.

Murong Ji took a quick glance and paused with his chopsticks, realizing that the person who came was an acquaintance.

Xiao Wanming.

Deacon of the Xiao family.

Murong Ji put down his chopsticks and thought carefully. It has been a few years since they last saw each other.

Xiao Wanming now looks a little older and is becoming like an old man.

He was wearing a brocade blue Taoist robe, which was the family dress of the Xiao family. It looked a little weathered, but there was not a single wrinkle on it. His eyes were deep and clear, as if he could see through everything.

The magic sword in his hand never left his left hand and he could use it at any time.

He was filled with murderous aura, and one could faintly smell a hint of blood.

[It's been many years since we last met. Xiao Wanming has improved a lot!] Murong Ji sighed and looked at the two people standing behind him.

Behind Xiao Wanming stood two young men, both of them young, approximately eighteen or nineteen years old.

Murong Ji was very familiar with one of them. He was his big brother, Chen Ning, oh, now it was changed to Xiao Ning.

Now, Xiao Ning has a fierce aura but a delicate face, like a little girl. He has almost perfectly inherited the appearance of his mother, Xiao Wanqing.

Beside Xiao Ning, there was another person, a young man in blue clothes, with a handsome face, but a bit of rebelliousness. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a half-smile on his face, seeming a little nonchalant.

The long sword at his waist was gorgeous, with a sapphire inlaid on the hilt. He hung it on his waist carelessly, far less cautious and defensive than the others.

[Is this man Xiao Wancheng's son?] Murong Ji frowned slightly. He seemed to remember that his name was Xiao Tianhao. Then he lowered his eyes and looked behind them.

She was a young woman with a graceful figure and a pretty face. She was wearing a red silk dress with a black corset that made her figure look even more devilish. Her long hair was tied up in a bun, and there was a golden hairpin on the bun, which was indeed eye-catching.

She is a married woman, but judging by her age, she doesn't look like she is married.

The woman's eyes moved and she subconsciously looked at Xiao Ning, her eyes full of affection and as gentle as water.

Murong Ji chuckled and understood something. He remembered the woman he met in Tianxuan City five years ago, Xiao Ning's little fan girl.

[According to Xiao Wancheng's method, she is the daughter-in-law that Chen Ning is destined to marry.]

Then, a pair of pale eyes stared at Xiao Tianhao again.

It seems that Xiao Wancheng is training Xiao Tianhao and Xiao Ning as his successors.

If it was Murong Ji who decided, the final head of the family would most likely be Xiao Tianhao, not for any reason but out of selfishness.

[The Xiao family is a very large family business. ]

Murong Ji's eyes suddenly turned cold, and plans emerged in his mind. He quickly selected an effective method. At this moment, Xiao Tianhao had already arranged the ending in his mind.

He looked away and lowered his head to eat.

Xiao Wanming glanced around the inn and saw no dangerous people. He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and then found a table by the window and sat down.

The rest of the people sat at the tables around his table and started ordering food.

After meal.

Back in the room, Murong Ji stood by the window in silence for a long time. After coming to his senses, he gently turned the ring on his finger. The ring lit up with blue light, and soon it slowly turned red.

Without any greetings, Murong Ji said directly: "I need information about Xiao Tianhao of the Xiao family. The more accurate the better. Including his cultivation techniques, Taoism, preferences and habits."

The other party was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Okay, I'll give you 3 taels of silver. Sir, would you like to pay first? Or pay first!"

Murong Ji's face darkened. Tushan's path was getting narrower and narrower. "Buy on credit."

"Tushan doesn't give credit. If you don't have money, you can pay with your body..." Tushan Rongrong's voice was clear and pleasant. Her steady tone spoke such cold words, but they sounded somewhat intimate.

The corner of Murong Ji's mouth twitched. This black-hearted boss has finally succeeded.

He could even imagine Tu Shan Rongrong opposite him smiling with her eyes narrowed and a foxy smile on her face.

"Forget it, I'll go find someone else."

"Hey, hey, wait..."

After cutting off the call directly, Murong Ji rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache. He really didn't have many connections to use. It was not an easy task to investigate the eldest son of a big family like the Xiao family.

Murong Ji thought about it and finally connected his mother's communication ring...

I believe that Butler Fei will definitely help him...

Three days later,

Murong Ji watched from afar as the Xiao family mobilized members of the Taoist Alliance in the northern border to rush to the battlefield.

Teams of Taoist League disciples flew slowly over the sky on their swords. Murong Ji lowered his head in thought.

I probably guessed what the Xiao family was looking for, but unfortunately, I was never able to find out the information they had obtained.

Exhaling slowly, Murong Ji glanced at the Taoist Alliance soldiers approaching from afar. Among the soldiers was a woman flying with a sword.

Surrounding the woman were all masters of the Taoist Alliance.

Murong Ji was familiar with that woman, Xiao Wanqing.

Behind Xiao Wanqing, following on a sword not far away, was Xiao Ning.

Murong Ji circulated his true energy to his eyes, and the golden light flowed in his pupils, instantly seeing through Xiao Ning's current cultivation level.

According to his understanding, his cultivation level was only around the fifth level of Jade Purity, which was not very high, but not low among his peers. However, from Murong Ji's perspective, his combat power could reach the level of the sixth level of Jade Purity.

[He really mastered the sword technique I taught him.]

"That's quite interesting. I forgot to check his comprehension before. If I had known, I would have taught him more."

Murong Ji muttered to himself, watching the crowd flying over their heads on swords, and finally turned and left.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around. Xiao Tianhao's figure appeared in his sight.

Xiao Tianhao, who was supposed to be in the queue, was now accompanying a girl and watching the fun in the crowd?

Murong Ji frowned slightly, then raised his eyebrows, somewhat understanding but not quite sure.

Knowing that he is lustful and admires young girls.

At Xiao Tianhao's age, it is the time for him to be "Mu Shaoai".

What a pleasant surprise! Such pleasant surprises are rare.

(End of this chapter)