Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 929 - 928 You Youre Quite Considerate_1

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Chapter 929: Chapter 928: You, You’re Quite Considerate_1

Chapter 929: Chapter 928: You, You’re Quite Considerate_1

“Master, if you cultivate in the Orb of Origins with its power increased tenfold, you’ll be able to grasp the truth of the Primordial Truth more quickly.”

Shibao loved to be praised by his master. Instantly invigorated, he said with great expectation, “Shibao will also be able to fulfill the Heavenly Venerable’s last wish sooner, and give the Heavenly Venerable a satisfactory account.”

“Let’s work together to achieve the Heavenly Venerable’s last wish as soon as possible.”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes sparkled as he looked at the tiny stele spirit with affection, “We will turn this undeveloped little world into a treasure land full of spiritual energy that everyone yearns for.”

“Mm-hmm.”

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Shibao was filled with enthusiasm and nodded vigorously, his big eyes shining brightly.

*

“Is there anyone in the peach grove?”

“Someone’s panting, give a hum.”

“You two are crazy, it’s just a peach grove, you can see the end at a glance. Where are the people?”

“You’re the one who’s crazy. If you have the guts, walk forward two steps and see if you can get in.”

“Why can’t I go in, ouch……”

Early in the morning, noisy chatter broke out outside the bamboo house’s defense barrier.

Three disciples in blue clothes guarding the Spirit Plants Garden were shocked to see the peach grove that had appeared out of thin air.

A disciple, unconvinced, strode forward with his head held high, but was repelled several meters by the Defense Array, falling to the ground in embarrassment.

“Hahaha.”

The other two disciples were delighted and laughed heartily.

*

“What kind of people are they? Making such a fuss so early in the morning, disturbing my peaceful dreams, it’s so annoying.”

In the bamboo house, Shitou was awakened by the laughter. He turned impatiently and continued to sleep.

“I’ll go check it out.”

Wang Meng got up early and climbed out of bed. He scooped some water from the clear pool to wash his face roughly. Without any effort, he passed through the defense barrier and appeared in front of the three disciples.

“Oh my, who are you?”

One of the three disciples was startled by the sudden appearance of the tall young man and unconsciously took two steps back.

“I am Wang Meng, just arrived recently. I don’t know the three senior brothers, please forgive me.”

Wang Meng saluted them with a polite bow, his words full of respect.

“Hehe, you’re quite a good fellow.”

The three disciples’ faces lit up with satisfaction.

One of them tiptoed and placed his arm around Wang Meng’s shoulder like a close friend.

“You must be one of the new disciples who just joined a few days ago, assigned to work in the Spirit Plants Garden, right? Don’t worry, with us brothers looking out for you, no one will dare to mess with you.”

Wang Meng looked sideways at the arm on his shoulder and resisted the urge to throw it off.

Two dazzling lights approached and landed nearby in the shape of perfect arcs.

Two disciples in green clothes saw Wang Meng and their eyes brightened. They jumped off their Flying Swords and bowed, “May I ask if this young man is Martial Uncle Lin’s disciple?”

“Indeed.”

Upon hearing the words ‘Martial Uncle’, Wang Meng rejoiced.

He immediately realized that Little Master was a direct disciple of Ancestor Kunlun, with a very high status in the sect.

Most people in the Kunlun Sect would address Little Master as Martial Uncle Lin when they saw him.

What happened?

Why were the two inner sect disciples so respectful to this newcomer?

And who was Martial Uncle Lin?

The three blue-clothed disciples were dumbfounded, and the one with his arm around Wang Meng awkwardly let go.

“My master is inside, please follow me, Senior Brothers.”

Wang Meng secretly enjoyed the situation, gestured invitingly, and led the two green-clothed disciples into the peach grove. Their figures disappeared instantly.

“Hiss.”

The three blue-clothed disciples looked on in confusion. They instinctively followed Wang Meng but were inevitably bounced back once again.