A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 15

For Wu Hao, finding a force that could help him locate his wife wasn’t particularly difficult, and soon he discovered such an organization.

Rufeng Pavilion, as its name suggests, could gather information from wherever the wind blew.

Upon arriving at Rufeng Pavilion, a Bronze Mask appeared on Wu Hao’s face, concealing his identity completely.

After entering Rufeng Pavilion, Wu Hao followed the messenger’s guidance to a room, and soon after, an old man walked in from outside.

“Dear guest, since you’ve come to our Rufeng Pavilion, you should know our rules. Whether you ask or not, you must pay when you enter.”

The old man said with a very neutral expression.

Wu Hao said nothing, simply placing a Supreme Spirit Stone on the table.

“I understand the rules.”

Upon seeing the Supreme Spirit Stone, the old man’s expression changed, turning into a smile, and he inquired respectfully, “Dear guest, may I ask what information you are seeking?”

“I’m looking for someone. Her name is Su Qiaoran.”

Wu Hao got straight to the point, stating his request directly.

Upon hearing Wu Hao’s words, the old man’s brows furrowed instantly, and then he continued, “Dear guest, may I ask if the Su Qiaoran you are looking for is a practitioner or a mortal?”

“Practitioner.”

Wu Hao answered calmly, and shortly after, the old man turned and left, returning with a thick stack of documents.

With a loud thud, he placed it on the table and then spoke, “Guest, here is all the information about Su Qiaoran in the entire Central Region. The price is ten Supreme Spirit Stones.”

“Here you go.”

After Wu Hao said this, he effortlessly tossed ten Supreme Spirit Stones onto the table and started to browse through the information about Su Qiaoran.

Wu Hao had a vivid impression of his wife’s face, so he flipped through the pages quickly. However, when he opened the first page, he froze in place.

The first page clearly stated that Su Qiaoran was the Quasi-Holy Maiden of the Myriad Flower Holy Land, which was Wu Hao’s wife.

Wu Hao never expected his wife to be the famous Quasi-Holy Maiden of the Myriad Flower Holy Land; it was quite interesting.

No wonder his wife had insisted on leaving before. If the people from the Myriad Flower Holy Land found out that she was still alive and even married with children, they would undoubtedly hold him responsible for tainting the Quasi-Holy Maiden as well as their love’s legacy.

Seeing Wu Hao connect the dots, the old man beside him curiously asked, “Did you find what you were looking for?”

“Yes, I did.”

Wu Hao didn’t say much more, stood up, and prepared to leave. However, he quickly thought of something and took out a Message Stone, saying, “Please give this Message Stone to the head of your Rufeng Pavilion. I would like to arrange a meeting with him.”

Wu Hao wanted to establish a good relationship with Rufeng Pavilion; even if he couldn’t put them to use, it would be wise to be on good terms, as it might come in handy in the future.

Watching Wu Hao’s mysterious demeanor, the old man was momentarily taken aback, but still collected the Message Stone. After all, just the ease with which Wu Hao took out a Supreme Spirit Stone indicated that he was not ordinary. What if the head held a grudge against him for this later?

On the other side, after returning to the inn, Wu Hao took Wu Hu with him and set off directly for the Myriad Flower Holy Land.

Now that he had found his wife, Wu Hao wouldn’t allow her to face danger any longer. Moreover, he had also gathered quite a bit of information from Rufeng Pavilion, such as the fact that the Myriad Flower Holy Land was currently conducting a ceremony to elect the new Holy Maiden. If Su Qiaoran were in danger, with his current abilities, he would be unable to rescue her.

With Wu Hao’s cultivation at the Intermediate Stage of the Great Emperor, he reached the entrance of the Myriad Flower Holy Land in just a few breaths.

Generally, powerful forces like the Myriad Flower Holy Land would have formations and restrictions in place to prevent strong enemies from sneaking in. Unfortunately, Wu Hao was simply too powerful, and so the restrictions had no effect on him.

On the contrary, Wu Hao’s movements were as smooth as a fish in water, and his terrifying Great Emperor-level divine sense searched within the Myriad Flower Holy Land and quickly located his wife Su Qiaoran.

Thinking of this, Wu Hao wasted no time and headed straight for Su Qiaoran’s location.

At the same time, Su Qiaoran felt a sense of foreboding, as her brow involuntarily furrowed.

“This feeling is very strange; why does it seem like I’m about to encounter something very important?”

But before Su Qiaoran could react, a voice, one she hadn’t heard in a long time but had always recognized in her dreams, came from behind her.

“Wife, turn around.”

At these words, Su Qiaoran’s entire body stiffened, and she slowly turned to look, only to truly see the figure she had been longing for.

“Husband? What are you doing here? You need to leave; it’s dangerous!”

After seeing Wu Hao, Su Qiaoran initially thought she might be hallucinating, but quickly confirmed it was not an illusion—her husband had genuinely come to her side.

However, soon Su Qiaoran recalled something and her face filled with worry as she stepped forward, intending to urge Wu Hao to leave.

After all, this was the Myriad Flower Holy Land, and as the Quasi-Holy Maiden, she absolutely couldn’t have any relationships with outside men; otherwise, any man associated with the Quasi-Holy Maiden would be executed.

Though she didn’t know how Wu Hao had arrived here, Su Qiaoran didn’t believe that he could have acquired the strength to rival the Myriad Flower Holy Land in such a short time of fewer than a hundred years.

Originally, Su Qiaoran thought that with her peak Saint-level cultivation, she could easily take Wu Hao away, but she was taken aback to find that when her power acted on Wu Hao, it vanished without a trace, like a mud cow sinking into the sea.

For a moment, her face was filled with shock, but before she could react, Wu Hao pulled her into his arms and whispered in her ear,

“Wife, I’ve missed you during this time, so much.”

Hearing Wu Hao’s sudden confession, Su Qiaoran stood there in a daze, her ears turning red as she murmured,

“Husband, I’ve missed you too.”

What followed was a fire ignited by dry kindling; decades of loneliness were entirely filled today.

The little separation felt like a renewed union, and it was even more so since both Wu Hao and Su Qiaoran had nearly spent a lifetime apart. The intensity of this battle was naturally beyond words.

Of course, it ultimately ended with Wu Hao’s victory; the Great Emperor was simply too vast and too powerful.