The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Having broken free from control, Hu Shuo subconsciously scanned himself with his divine sense, and was overjoyed to find that the black spots on his body had disappeared. He quickly bowed to Gu Changge in gratitude,

“Junior thanks Emperor Gu for saving my life!”

Even Hu Yan was beaming with joy, the expression pattern on his mask becoming cheerful,

“Emperor Gu is indeed extraordinary, to be able to dispel the Plague of No Life in an instant.

With a genius like Emperor Gu in the human race, it seems that the human race will become a strong race in the Spirit World is just around the corner!”

The surprise in his tone seemed genuine. He had thought that even if Gu Changge could cure the Plague of No Life, it would take a lot of trouble. He didn't expect that Gu Changge would solve this problem that had plagued him for a long time in such a short period of time.

Hu Shuo was his most promising nephew, and he was expected to advance to Mahayana in the future, but he did not expect to be unfortunately infected with the Plague of No Life. Fortunately, when all seemed lost, his contact actually found out that the human race had a way to cure the Plague of No Life, and it just so happened that he was going to hold an exchange meeting, so he solved Hu Shuo's crisis so smoothly.

Here, Gu Changge withdrew his hand and said with a smile:

“Becoming a strong race is not that easy. The right timing, geographical advantages, and harmony among the people are all indispensable, and it will take a lot of battles and twists and turns;

It's better to be as stable as Steward Hu, who has a large merchant firm behind him.”

Hu Yan unfolded his folding fan, covering his face and smiling:

“Each has its own advantages.

But no matter what, this time it is all thanks to Emperor Gu's help that my junior was able to save his life. If Emperor Gu needs anything in the future, I will definitely not refuse anything within my power.”

This person's voice is gentle, but his tone is firm, so others will not doubt the sincerity in his words.

What Gu Changge wanted was this sentence from him. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of this exchange meeting to get to know Steward Hu, but he didn't expect that among the juniors that Steward Hu valued, there would be someone infected with the Plague of No Life. This was like getting a pillow when he was sleepy.

Gu Changge picked up his teacup, as if toasting Steward Hu with tea instead of wine,

“Likewise, if Steward Hu encounters any trouble, I am willing to help.”

Hearing this, Steward Hu also picked up his teacup and said in a slightly relaxed and joking tone:

“With Emperor Gu's protection, I have another backer!”

Standing behind Hu Yan, Hu Shuo looked at his reflection on the bright floor. He looked honest, but his ears were perked up, taking in the conversation between the two Mahayana cultivators.

Hearing his uncle and this Emperor Gu being so polite, Hu Shuo couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

His uncle always spoke like this. They are both Mahayana cultivators, who can be whose backer.

But in any case, it is really good that the Plague of No Life on his body can be cured!

Here, Hu Yan solved a problem that he had been worried about for a long time, and his mood improved a lot. He patiently answered many questions from Gu Changge, a Mahayana cultivator with unlimited potential. Of course, Gu Changge generally did not ask anything important, but some news, some details about the war in the Northern Continent of the Spirit World.

Many of the news were provided to him by Fei Han before, but in comparison, Hu Yan knew more, and the details he occasionally said were beyond Gu Changge's expectations.

For example, which branch of the barbarian race the current Mahayana cultivators of the barbarian race belong to, and their magical powers, etc.

“Speaking of which, the barbarian race is also a major customer of our Sunflower Merchant Firm.

It's a pity that the fellow Daoists of the barbarian race have an embarrassing identity. If I wasn't worried about my fox den being overturned, I would really like to invite a few fellow Daoists of the barbarian race to participate in the exchange meeting.

After all, the barbarian race has a lot of good things.”

Hu Yan said, his tone full of regret.

If the Sunflower Merchant Firm holds an auction, then whether it is the Mahayana cultivators of the barbarian race or the feather race, they will not easily reject the Sunflower Merchant Firm's face, and other cultivators will naturally not dare to act rashly; however, this exchange meeting is only held by Hu Yan himself, so he still needs to be cautious.

Hearing this, Gu Changge understood that there would be Mahayana cultivators from the feather race or the mountain ghost race appearing at this exchange meeting.

He was not surprised that the Sunflower Merchant Firm had business dealings with the barbarian race. After all, the Sunflower Merchant Firm is the largest merchant firm in the Spirit World, and the scale race behind them lives in the sea. It is harmless to them how fiercely the land is fighting, so naturally they don't mind the barbarian race growing stronger.

If he were in their shoes, Gu Changge would also be very willing to do business with the barbarian race. After all, whose money is not money?

However, Hu Yan's initiative to mention the barbarian race made Gu Changge have some other thoughts. He said directly:

“Since Steward Hu has said so, then the fellow Daoists of the barbarian race must have their own strengths and great magical powers, but as far as I know, there are also strong people in the feather race and the mountain ghost race;

I wonder which of the three races Steward Hu is optimistic about?”

Seeing Gu Changge being so straightforward, the originally ambiguous expression on Hu Yan's mask became more profound. As the steward of the Sunflower Merchant Firm, Hu Yan didn't get involved in the issue of standing in line. Merchants are always neutral, so it doesn't matter if he says a few more words in many cases:

“Although the three families show different strengths, there is no need to say which one I am optimistic about.”

Does this mean that Hu Yan is not optimistic about any of the three families?

Gu Changge rubbed his fingers,

“So Steward Hu thinks that the barbarian race can get what they want?”

Unexpectedly, Hu Yan shook his head,

“If the strength of the barbarian race is only what they are showing now, let alone get what they want, it is very likely that they will be destroyed this time.

But······”

Hu Yan said, smiling lightly, and did not continue to say anything.

However, Gu Changge understood his unfinished meaning.

The barbarian race has been dormant for many years and has risen up in one dynasty. The hidden power must give them a chance to compete with the feather race and the mountain ghost race, and it will not be as simple as what they are showing now.

At this time, Hu Yan's gaze fell on Gu Changge, and he said meaningfully:

“But these are all my previous views.

And now, there is another variable in this Northern Continent.

This makes me not dare to make any more grand pronouncements.”