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Bai Tianmeng gratefully turned around, but what he saw was actually Wu Hui's smile.

"Why is it you?" Bai Tianmeng's face revealed shock, his expression was filled with disbelief.

originally thought that his Can the family cuhk was the one who had healed him, but he didn't think that Wu Hui was standing behind him.

At this time, Bai Tianren walked over and bowed deeply to Wu Hui, "Thank you very much for your brilliant achievement."

"Hehe, Brother Tian Meng's injuries were caused by me. It was a simple task, so you don't have to mind." Wu Hui said casually with a smile on his face.

Bai Tianmeng knelt in front of Wu Hui with a plop. His face was full of gratitude, and at this moment, he no longer had a trace of doubt. Only he knew the difficulty of cultivating the adamantine body. Not only did it require hard work and talent, it also required a lot of luck. He was only able to condense a sliver of mixed elemental energy in the Illusory Demon Purgatory due to luck. In the past few thousand years, there were only a few people who managed to cultivate adamantine body and thus became a Martial Master, the Son of Heaven.

It was impossible for him to advance so quickly. However, right now, he had coincidentally met Wu Hui, who possessed the body of nothingness, who had used the Strength of Void to refine and strengthen Bai Tianmeng's mixed element Qi, allowing him to break through in one go. If Bai Tianmeng were to cultivate it himself, it was unknown when he would be able to break through.

Right now, Bai Tianmeng was afraid that he would be able to fight against the One-star Martial King.

Bai Tianmeng no longer held contempt towards Wu Hui and turned it into deep gratitude.

Wu Hui extended his hand to help Bai Tianmeng up, "You are not bad, to be able to do this for your family, you must be like me back then. "You were injured because of me before, but now we're even, how about it?"

Hearing Wu Hui's kind words, Bai Tianmeng's face turned slightly red. Previously, he was the one who provoked them, and with the two of them fighting fair and square, his skills were inferior to others, so he could not blame the others for getting injured. This Wu Hui didn't care about the past grudges. Not only did he treat his own injuries, he also helped him to break through.

"Alright, Brother Wu. I will not say thanks for this favor. I will remember this favor." Bai Tianmeng cupped his fists and said solemnly.

Bai Tianren, who was at the side, saw that the two of them were speaking nicely, his expression was one of joy. He turned around and waved his hand, then said to the White Clan disciples below the stage: "Disperse, do what you need to do."

The faces of those White Clan disciples were full of shock as they left one after another, not wanting to stop yet.

Xiao Jiu and Xiao Jiufeng, on the other hand, jumped onto the stage and stood beside Wu Hui. Xiao Jiufeng looked at Wu Hui with even more shock.

At the very least, he could fight against it. However, when Xiao Jiufeng saw that Bai Tianmeng's third punch only made Wu Hui take a step back, and that this step was deliberately done by Wu Hui, Xiao Jiufeng immediately knew that Wu Hui's strength was unfathomably strong. Xiao Jiufeng suddenly had a great interest in Wu Hui's experience, and wanted to know what kind of experience he had to deal with to get this kind of strength.

"I wonder if Xiao Jiu knows about it. I'll ask her about it when I get the chance." Xiao Jiufeng thought in his heart, and that feeling at the bottom of his heart unknowingly grew stronger.

"Brother Wu, since you are able to teleport here, how about I take you to see my White Clan?" After dispersing the other disciples of the Bai Clan, Bai Tianren turned to Wu Hui and said with a smile.

"Senior brother Tian Ren, what should we do? I'll be receiving the Brother Wu." Wu Hui had not even finished speaking when Bai Tianmeng spoke up from the side.

"Truly impudent, how can he speak to senior brother like that?" Bai Tianren didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When there were no outsiders present, they would often play around. Now, with outsiders by his side, Bai Tianmeng was still the same.

"Hehe, I'll have to trouble Brother Tian Meng. May I know where the White Clan Treasure Pavilion s are? I want to see it. " Since someone was leading the way, Wu Hui was not courteous at all. The level six pellets he had refined in the Eastern Holy City earlier had already been exchanged for a large number of Spirit Coin s.

"Haha, I knew right away that you wanted to go to Treasure Pavilion. Although the Treasure Pavilion s of the White Clan are good, they don't have money, and are just addicted to being in there. But don't worry, as long as you are in the first three floors, I, Tian Meng, will help you buy a few things that Brother Wu has his eyes on. " Bai Tianmeng magnanimously patted his chest and confirmed his bet.

Under Bai Tianmeng's lead, Wu Hui and his group left the stage and advanced into the Bai Clan.

The inner parts of the White Clan were not too different from those of the Eastern Holy City. The streets were crisscrossed, the buildings were numerous, inns and inns were taverns, and there were all kinds of miscellaneous businesses. If there was any difference, it would be that the air here was emitting a faint Holy Qi. This was a wood attribute Holy Qi, after it was absorbed into the body, it would be able to subtly improve one's physique, allowing the Bai Clan disciples to have greater talent in cultivation.

After the few of them walked for an hour, a pavilion appeared before them.

"This is the Treasure Pavilion?" Looking at the pavilion in front of him, Wu Hui had an expression of surprise on his face.

It was not Wu Hui's fault that he had such an expression. If not for the words "Treasure Pavilion" written on the top of the pavilion, it would be hard for Wu Hui to imagine that the pavilion that was only ten meters squared would be a Treasure Pavilion.

The pavilion was only on the first floor, and there weren't many people entering or exiting. Its scale was not even as large as the Treasure Pavilion in Wu Hui's hometown.

"Haha, Brother Wu, come with me. I guarantee that you will open your eyes." Bai Tianmeng laughed as he pulled Wu Hui's arm and walked into the Treasure Pavilion.

The moment he entered the Treasure Pavilion, Wu Hui understood in his heart that the Treasure Pavilion's door was actually a teleportation circle.

In his line of sight, he saw a huge square with many stalls. The place was crowded and bustling like a Marketplace, with deep blue skies and white clouds. There was no sign of an attic.

When Bai Tianmeng saw the surprised expressions on Wu Hui and the others, he couldn't help but feel proud of himself.

"This is our White Clan's real Treasure Pavilion. The pavilion we saw previously was only an entrance, there are thousands of such entrances in our White Clan." Bai Tianmeng took the initiative to introduce them to Wu Hui and the others.

The s of the White Clan are also known as treasures, a total of nine floors. Only those with corresponding strength can enter each floor, for example, the Onest level s below the Innate Realm, and Twond level s require the strength of martial artists. The third layer s correspond to the martial masters, and so on, until the eighth floor, only the almighty beings with the cultivation of the Martial Saint can enter.

Hearing Bai Tianmeng's introduction, Wu Hui frowned slightly. He had come to the Treasure Pavilion to buy whatever he wanted, and if he could only enter the third layer, there was no need for him to spend so much effort to accumulate such a huge amount of wealth.

"Brother Tian Meng, didn't you say there are nine levels? The eighth floor corresponds to a Martial Saint Ranker, so what's on the ninth floor? " Just then, Xiao Jiu spoke out.

Xiao Jiu had one thing to gain from this, as long as he saw people Wu Hui was on good terms with, like women, he called them "Big Sis" and "Big Bro".

This "Brother Tian Meng" made Bai Tianmeng blush greatly.

Bai Tianmeng scratched his head, and said somewhat embarrassedly: "I don't know what's on the ninth floor, at most, I won't be able to pass the fourth floor."

"Since the fourth floor already corresponds to the level of the Martial King, how did Brother Tian Meng manage to enter?" Wu Hui's expression changed as he asked.

Bai Tianmeng was only a Four-star Martial Master, yet he was able to enter the fourth floor of a corresponding Martial King, which made Wu Hui a little curious.

"Actually, every level's teleportation formation is a restriction and the fourth level's strength corresponds to the Martial King. I had to circulate my adamantine body and use my strongest state to barely be able to enter the fourth level." Although he was a Four-star Martial Master, the adamantine body allowed him to have the attributes of a Martial King. For people like Bai Tianmeng, there were only a few in the young generation of the White Clan that could do it.

But when Bai Tianmeng saw Wu Hui's smiling expression, the complacency on his face disappeared, and he was annoyed in his heart, why was he showing off in front of this pervert?

The other party's cultivation was only one star higher than his, but he travelled far too much. Furthermore, the other party had already cultivated the adamantine body, so he did not have any advantage in front of him.

"The fourth floor is almost complete." Wu Hui said. As long as the materials he collected this time was to strengthen the clan, and the strongest person in the clan was only a warrior. Although he hadn't returned home for a few years, his father and grandfather would never be able to break through to martial master. With Wu Hui's current gaze, the family's resources were too meagre. However, if he could gather the necessary materials and return to the clan, Wu Hui was confident that he would be able to help his father and grandfather break through to martial master within a few years, and also be able to cultivate a large number of Innate Martial Cultivator s for the clan, and then recruit a group of Innate Expert s. Once the clan had accumulated a certain amount of resources and resources, it would be able to make the clan at least become a first-rate Tianfeng Empire.

As long as Wu Hui wanted it, he basically did not care about the price and directly bought it. Of course, among the Treasure Pavilion s of the White Clan, most of them were genuine goods, unless there were two people who had their eyes on one item at the same time before bidding.

At first, Bai Tianmeng was a little curious as to why Wu Hui would choose this level. The things sold on this level were normally only used by those below the Innate Realm, and were basically useless to those above the Innate Realm. It was only when Wu Hui had almost engulfed everything on the first floor of the booth that Bai Tianmeng's face revealed a shocked expression.

A few Spirit Coin s and a dozen or so Spirit Coin s, the highest being just a few hundred Spirit Coin. However, Wu Hui had already spent more than a few million Spirit Coin.