Wang Jun clasped his fists and said, "I am Wang Jun, the disciple representing the Shengyun Sect to collect the immortal tax this time."
Qu Yuanxiang, inebriated, sipped his wine without speaking.
Only after his fellow disciples signaled did he clasp his fists and say, "Qu Yuanxiang."
Emperor Longqing took out a storage bag, "The Spiritual Grain of the past five years is all in here."
After Wang Jun inspected it, he handed back a bag of Spirit Stones to the Emperor, "These are the Spirit Stones our sect promised to Your Majesty."
Emperor Longqing did not personally take it, letting the eunuch collect it while he sat down on the mat in the pavilion.
Qu Yuanxiang also wanted to sit on another mat.
Huang Hong scolded, "Has His Majesty granted you a seat?"
Qu Yuanxiang put down his gourd heavily, just about to speak, when he saw shadows appear one after another around him.
The Imperial Palace's Death Guards drew their swords at their waists, the blades emitting a dense Purple Energy.
"Do not blame His Majesty."
Wang Jun clasped his fists and said, "My fellow brother is a drunkard and does not understand etiquette."
Qu Yuanxiang's eyes twitched, but in the end, he chose not to continue sitting down.
"You two Daoists are my guests, do not be disrespectful, everyone withdraw."
Emperor Longqing dismissed those around him and then proceeded to make tea by himself.
Wang Jun continued, "I have another matter, I hope to increase the next immortal tax by ten percent, uh, I mean ten percent per acre of land."
Emperor Longqing refused, "At most, increase it by five percent, as the Heavenly Son of the human realm, I also need to consider the people."
"You can't even agree to this modest condition, Your Majesty really is getting less and less sincere."
Wang Jun narrowed his eyes, "Every year, my sect gives you a vast amount of Spirit Stones for your cultivation, not just for this trifling Spiritual Grain. Initially, the seals were still intact, and it was inconvenient for us to come to the Eastern Continent, hoping Your Majesty would help us locate the Ancestor Vein. However, after so many years, not a single word from Your Majesty, and now adding some worthless Spiritual Grain is a bit inappropriate, isn't it?"
"To be honest, I wasn't well-informed about the Ancestor Vein before, but having traveled recently, I received some inspiration, and if nothing unexpected happens, there should be some clues soon."
Emperor Longqing tasted the tea and gently put down the cup, "But, Your Majesty, I still need a few items from your sect."
"What do you want, Your Majesty?"
Wang Jun said, "Feel free to mention them."
"Foundation Establishment Pills."
Emperor Longqing said evenly, "Additionally, two Heaven and Earth treasures for cultivating Martial Arts' True Power."
Wang Jun's eyelids twitched, "Isn't Your Majesty's price a bit too high? Does Your Majesty realize how precious Foundation Establishment Pills are in the Cultivation World, how many Qi Refining Perfection cultivators have fallen for them?
"Even amongst us, getting a quota for a Foundation Establishment Pill is one in a hundred!"
"If Your Majesty had really found the Spirit Vein, it would have been one thing, but just for a possible clue, to demand so much, I fear it's not appropriate,"
Emperor Longqing did not respond, simply leaving them hanging while leisurely sipping his tea.
"At most, one Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object!"
Wang Jun finally said, "Moreover, I must report back to the Sect, and only after the Sect agrees, can I give it to you."
"Treasures of the True Power Realm should also not be lacking,"
Emperor Longqing added.
Wang Jun agreed, "Besides that, we also want to ask about the Guardian from the Eastern Continent who, at the ends of the earth, killed many Qingxuan Mountain Cultivators, where is he now?"
"The old friend has passed away."
Emperor Longqing's expression was somewhat solemn.
Wang Jun asked, "Does he have a body, buried somewhere?"
two Cultivators flew out of the Imperial Palace.
Wang Jun said, "I will look in other places; you go to Liangzhou first, try not to stir up trouble, and if you encounter any difficulty, just show the gold medal the secular Emperor gave you."
Qu Yuanxiang moved the liquor gourd from his lips, his eyes filled with resentment: "That secular Emperor with the surname Cao, acting so arrogant! To think he had the audacity to make both of us stand while speaking to him!"
"Secular Emperors are all like that,"
Wang Jun was also dissatisfied: "But what can we do about it? Not to mention the Sect asks us to defer to him, his Cultivation is also not below ours, he has fine treasures, and even the guards around him have all cultivated the Incense Fire Divine Dao, under the repression of the Great Dao, few in this Eastern Continent are his match, so let's endure it for now. If we can locate the Ancestor Vein on our own, we will no longer need to stand on ceremony with him."
"Junior Brother, speaking of which, what exactly is that Guardian? Is he really as powerful as the rumors say?"
Qu Yuanxiang belched: "He sealed both the Ancestor Vein and the Slaughter Vein, and at the ends of the earth, even forced the Qingxuan Mountain elder to personally take action, even his Body Externalization was damaged under the repression of the Great Dao."
Wang Jun shook his head: "I only know they have a special inheritance and possibly clues related to the other Ancestor Veins, after you go there, pay more attention and also be more careful."
"Rest assured, my Junior Brother~"
Qu Yuanxiang, though wobbly on his flying sword, was undeniably fast: "I will definitely investigate thoroughly and clearly."
"I hope you take this seriously."
Wang Jun parted ways with him, leaving behind a final remark: "If we truly find a clue, we won't have to worry about our Foundation Establishment Pills."
Qu Yuanxiang's expression finally turned serious, and his eyes gleamed with fierceness:
"Even if that Guardian is formidable, he's nothing but a dead man now."
"Wait till I dig him up from the grave and see if he's hidden anything."