Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 177

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Master Sage, these people are here to ask for your help."

Old Li bowed and then announced respectfully.

The people who came to them were wearing black gym outfits. Although they lived a hermit life, they were very much connected with the modern way of life. Therefore, their clothes were not the traditional styles that people would expect a "Master Sage" would be wearing.

The leader of the pack was a young man. His face was hard and proud. He snorted. "Haven't I told you that the Valley is closed off for the time being? Why did you bring them here?"

"Um... um... Old Li was at a loss for words. He wished that he could tell the sage how generous these guests were, but thought better of it."

"Fine, I will let it slide." The young man knew Old Li well and guessed the answer to his question by himself. He turned his head to scan the visitors. His gaze paused for only a brief second when it passed Zhou Jin Yi and the giant frame beside him.

Despite Tong Shan's huge size, the young man didn't take him too seriously, thinking he would just be a big target. Zhou Jin Yi's face was still concealed behind the bill of her hat, and therefore, the young man only thought the girl was slightly familiar but didn't recognize her as one of the sect members.

"You wish to ask for a cure?" The young man asked unenthusiastically.

"Yes, Master Sage. I am Zhu Yuntao from the Zhu family of Zhong Hai. This is my sister. Over there, that is Mr. Chen and Mis. Zhou. "Zhu Yuntao quickly gathered himself and introduced everyone.

"I am not a Master Sage. I am just a doorman. You can call me Meng Tian."

Despite Meng Tian's words, his voice was laced with pride and contempt.

Zhu Yuntao didn't believe him. He had watched as Meng Tian hopped off the five meters tall wall unharmed. Plus, even if he really was just the doorman, Zhu Yuntao would have to pass him first in order to get into the Sect anyways.

"You are too humble, Master Sage." Zhu Yuntao came closer to him with a smile and then produced a bank card which he shoved surreptitiously to Meng Tian's hand. There was a note that consisted of two lines of numbers on the bank card; the first line was the password, and the second was the number of cash available in the account. The second line was a six-figure number.

Meng Tian accepted the card expressionlessly.

It's the elders and alchemists who really didn't care for money; he was just a sect-servents, and one day he would be released from his service and live a normal life. Money could be a very useful thing for him.

Seeing Meng Tian had accepted the money, Zhu Yuntao felt a weight was off his mind.

A little smile also broke over Meng Tian's face.

"You have come at a bad time. The Elders and Alchemists were in a long meeting for a few days, discussing some important matters. Therefore, I doubt they would have time to help you."

"OH? What matter could have disturbed the peace of the elders?" Zhu Yuntao asked curiously.

Meng Tian smiled and kept his silence.

Chen Fan wagered that they were moaning for Elder Qi's death and trying to grasp the repercussions. A Dao-Reaching Level master was killed and their disciple Zhou Jin Yi was still missing. The elders of the sect must be shocked by the series of blows.