Carrying an Old Man Around

It was the 9th of July on a Sunday.

First thing in the morning, a young man in white with long hair down to his waist and a long sword on his back appeared at the entrance to the Wang family's small villa.

After getting the news about the Immortal's Treasure House, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had been feeling excited all night.

When he had picked Little Silver up from the police station to take him back, he had been thinking about it the whole time.

For everyone in the cultivation circle, this was the mysterious trove of riches that Immortal Zhenyuan had left behind, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this was the treasure which every single cultivator was madly pursuing.

After word of the Immortal's Treasure House had gotten out, cultivators both at home and abroad had been searching for clues to it. This was the wealth left behind by a Venerated Immortal, and everyone wanted a piece of the pie.