Bao Gu sat cross-legged before her street stall, perfectly composed. When she had been on the verge of starving to death, she had even carried a cooking pot to the gates of the County Magistrate’s Office in Qing Shan County and queued for porridge! Running a street stall was business, too!
At the city gate, immortals entering and leaving kept glancing toward the strange arrangement. On the left stood a thousand-year-old Earth Dragon demon cultivator. On the right stood a cultivator so weak that, if he had been someone’s own child, no one would have dared let him leave the house. In the middle sat a pretty young woman whose cultivation was not high, yet whose appearance, bearing, and circulating aura were nothing like those of an ordinary rogue immortal.
Setting up stalls, browsing them, and hunting for bargains and overlooked treasures had been part of Yu Mi’s life during the years after she first entered the cultivation world. Even after her cultivation had advanced, she still frequently wandered through street stalls looking for hidden bargains. She had never considered running a stall embarrassing. On the contrary, she thought that Bao Gu’s ability to become a peerless expert at the peak of a realm and then calmly adapt to circumstances by setting up a stall spoke well of her character.
A white-robed immortal with crane-white hair, a youthful face, and an air of benevolence drifted down beside the city gate.
The cries of Wang Ding and Sun Dilong caught his attention. He looked back, and after seeing the strange scene, turned around instead of entering the city. He walked to the stall, first examining the goods laid out on it and then looking at Bao Gu.
Bao Gu saw that the old man’s immortal qi coiled around him in a self-contained cycle. His aura was powerful, yet it carried none of the oppressive pressure usually associated with a powerful expert. It was an exceptionally comfortable kind of strength.
After inspecting the goods, the old man gave a quiet hiss.
“These are all excellent things!”
He looked at Bao Gu.
“Little friend, why are you running a stall here?”
“I don’t have the money to enter the city.”
“Money? Did you ascend from the lower realm?”
“Mm.”
“After you ascended, didn’t a sect send people to receive you?”
“I didn’t ascend through the Realm-Breaking Domain Gate. I came through an immortal gate torn open by the power of the Heavenly Dao, and I got lost.”
“Then your strength must be impressive! Among a hundred True Immortals, there may not even be one who can cross an immortal gate without ascending through the Realm-Breaking Domain Gate. Which realm did you come from? Whose child are you?”
“Old Sir, are you buying anything?”
The old man reached into his sleeve and took out a small spatial pouch, placing it on the stall. He pointed at a jade box.
“Then I’ll buy this ten-thousand-year Blood Spirit Ginseng. Hurry and pack everything up. Don’t run a stall outside the city anymore; it’s dangerous. Once you enter the city, you’ll find the market. Set up your stall there and pay a little stall tax. With the city guards watching over the place, at least you’ll have some protection.”
“All right. Thank you for the advice, Old Sir.”
The old man accepted the ten-thousand-year Blood Spirit Ginseng in its jade box. He glanced once more at Wang Ding and Sun Dilong on either side of Bao Gu, then at Yu Mi and the others nearby, before leisurely flicking his sleeve and drifting into the city.
Bao Gu thought she had met a good person the moment she arrived in the Immortal World.
Before she could finish the thought, she suddenly realized that the stall in front of her was empty.
Yu Mi, Si Ruo, and the others noticed something was wrong as well and looked toward the stall.
The stall, originally piled high with rare spiritual treasures and precious medicines, was empty except for the pouch the old man had left behind.
Bao Gu was immediately puzzled.
“Didn’t he say he was buying only one ten-thousand-year Blood Spirit Ginseng?”
She reached out and drew the old man’s pouch into her hand. It opened effortlessly. It was merely an ordinary pouch, not even a magical artifact; at most, it held a restriction that blocked divine sense. When she opened it, there was not even a hair inside.
It was empty.
Bao Gu sprang to her feet, but the old man had already entered the city and was long gone.
Si Ruo, Qu Yirou, Yu Mi, Wang Ding, and Sun Dilong were all speechless.
Bao Gu said nothing. The old man had left a restriction on the pouch to block divine sense and fool her, and that restriction still carried his aura. Bao Gu took out a jade token, extracted the aura he had left on the pouch, and sealed it inside the token. Then she brought out another heap of rare spiritual treasures and precious medicines, arranged them neatly, and continued running her stall.
Si Ruo walked over and crouched beside Bao Gu, looking embarrassed.
“Should we think of another way?”
“We don’t know this place at all. We have to find a way into the city before we can think of anything else.”
Suddenly, six “immortals” emerged from the city and surrounded Bao Gu.
Si Ruo, who was right beside Bao Gu, was surrounded with her.
Wang Ding and Sun Dilong were tossed across the road like chicks, without the slightest ability to resist. Powerful immortal spiritual power sealed them in place, and they could not even crawl.
Bao Gu looked around.
“Robbery?”
Yu Mi and Qu Yirou immediately entered a state of readiness.
The few attendants who had come out with them knew that their own strength was too low to help. They could only run over and help Wang Ding and Sun Dilong up from the ground.
The six immortals exchanged glances when they saw how readily Bao Gu had understood the situation. All of them looked to be in their twenties. Their clothes were immortal artifacts, but no amount of effort could conceal the ruffian air about them.
“That’s right. Robbery. Hand over your storage artifacts.”
Another immortal raised a hand. The huge demon-beast hide covering the stall flew into his grasp, scooping up all the rare spiritual treasures and precious medicines Bao Gu had just put out.
Yu Mi and Qu Yirou almost simultaneously used their Void Stealth Techniques and disappeared. They reappeared beside the immortal who looked weakest.
At the instant they vanished, a powerful burst of sword qi erupted from Bao Gu. She kicked the nearest immortal hard in the chest, while the Xuantian Sword appeared in her hand and came slashing down.
Si Ruo anchored herself with the True Dragon Sword. With a sweep and a thrust of her hand, a powerful true-dragon shadow burst from her body and charged, roaring, at the immortal Bao Gu had kicked away. The dragon shadow wrapped around him. He grabbed the dragon’s head with one hand and poured power into his palm, intending to crush the force.
But when that power struck, the dragon shadow suddenly transformed into a sharp sword. His palm closed directly on the blade, severing all five fingers. The blade flashed coldly across his neck.
Yu Mi and Qu Yirou reached another immortal almost at the same time. Their cultivation was pitifully weak in the eyes of upper-realm immortals, but their assassination skills had been tempered through life-and-death battles, making them peerless experts in the Desolate Heaven Realm. Two experts who had proven their Dao through killing locked onto the immortal at once. Their murderous intent condensed like solid matter, making even his soul tremble. He reacted almost instantly and fled from his original position at his fastest speed.
Yet the instant he flashed away, a crack appeared in his head. His entire skull was sliced diagonally into two, and his neck was severed along with it. Blood gushed from the broken neck like a fountain. His head fell to the ground and split into two halves.
The moment they succeeded, Yu Mi and Qu Yirou concealed themselves again and moved to kill the immortal who had summoned a dragon-headed saber. But as soon as they moved, powerful sword qi sealed the surroundings. Countless sword lights filled their vision, forcing both women to halt almost simultaneously.
The remaining four immortals were stabbed into minced meat by the dense sword shadows.
Yu Mi, Qu Yirou, Si Ruo, Wang Ding, Sun Dilong, and the several cultivators who had come along to run errands were all staring blankly.
The city gate guards all turned toward Bao Gu. Their eyes widened like cow bells. After looking several times, they turned their heads back and continued pretending to be gate guardians.
Si Ruo looked at the headless immortal she had cut down, whose primordial spirit had escaped, then at the four piles of rotten flesh whose souls Bao Gu had destroyed with ten thousand sword shadows. She was speechless.
Yu Mi and Qu Yirou looked at the immortal they had killed together, then at the four piles of immortal flesh Bao Gu had chopped apart. They silently put away their weapons.
Bao Gu bent down and picked up the demon-beast hide she had been using for her stall. The immortal who had stolen her stall had been stabbed into minced meat; only the hand that had grabbed the edge of Bao Gu’s stall earlier remained intact. She collected the rare spiritual treasures and precious medicines wrapped in the hide into her oversized storage bag, then burned the hide to ash with a fire-element technique.
With practiced efficiency, Yu Mi stripped every immortal artifact from the two bodies and six heaps of remains, then set the corpses ablaze.
All six immortals had been extremely poor. Yu Mi found only six storage artifacts and three damaged magical artifacts on them.
The storage artifacts were protected by restrictions that Yu Mi could not open, so she handed them to Bao Gu.
Bao Gu drew out the Xuantian Sword. With a pulse of sword intent, its sharp radiance cut a slit in the storage pouch in her hand. With a clatter, more than a dozen immortal spirit stones, two jade bottles, a jug of wine, and several pieces of metal refining material spilled out.
She paused, then carefully cleaved a storage ring in two with another strike. When the ring shattered, two immortal spirit stones, several rolls of jade slips, and several weapons fell out. Immortal qi swirled around the weapons, but their grades were so poor that even Bao Gu could not be bothered to look at them.
After splitting open all six storage artifacts, they had obtained just over a hundred immortal spirit stones, more than a dozen extremely low-grade weapons, over twenty cultivation manuals, four jars of wine, a heap of dried meat, and some restorative pills.
Bao Gu opened the pill bottles and glanced inside. She silently judged them to be low-grade and tossed them aside with obvious disdain. She swept her divine sense over the more than twenty cultivation manuals and threw those away as well. She glanced at the wine and dried meat, then threw them away too. She kept only the hundred-plus immortal spirit stones, placing them in a storage bag.
Another group of immortals rushed out from the city. One of them pointed at Bao Gu and her companions and was about to charge, but an immortal beside him grabbed him. He pointed at the ashes beside Bao Gu and at the pile of “junk” pushed to the side of the road, and the group stopped in their tracks.
The man who had grabbed his companion was clearly their leader. He took out a handful of immortal spirit stones and stuffed them into the arms of a nearby city guard.
“Brother, what’s going on with those people outside?”
The guard expressionlessly tossed the immortal spirit stones into his storage artifact.
“The one in white has a king-tier artifact.”
The group’s expressions changed at once.
The leader clasped his fists.
“Many thanks, many thanks!”
He turned around, kicked one of the men behind him, then rained punches down on him while shouting:
“Fat sheep! Fat sheep! You fat-headed sheep! Hear me? A king-tier artifact! Someone from the royal clan carrying one is a fat sheep? Fat sheep! We wouldn’t even have enough to pick its teeth!”
“Boss, boss, stop hitting him! They’re coming!”
Another man hurriedly wrapped his arms around the waist of the person beating his subordinate at the city gate and dragged him backward.
The commotion naturally caught the attention of Bao Gu and the others.
Bao Gu used the immortal spirit stones she had just obtained to pay the entrance fee, then walked over to the “boss” who was being dragged backward by his subordinate.
When the boss saw Bao Gu approach, he gave an awkward chuckle.
“My men were blind and foolish. This humble one apologizes!”
Bao Gu saw that, despite knowing they were not people to provoke, the boss had not fled with his brothers. He had clearly realized that they were newcomers unfamiliar with the place and wanted to gain some benefit from them. She quickly formed a plan and beckoned to him.
“Come here.”
She walked into the city and stopped beside the city wall.
The boss had spent a long time making his living in the markets and naturally had a good eye for people. Everyone in this group clearly followed the white-clad young woman, and each of them was surrounded by treasure light and carried an extraordinary bearing. The weight of the king-tier artifact only confirmed that they had a powerful background. He followed closely behind Bao Gu with a smile plastered across his face.
“Fairy, what orders do you have?”
“Do you know your way around the city?”
The boss nodded eagerly.
“Aye! Everyone out in the world runs into trouble now and then. I may be nothing special, but I have made my way around this city for many years. If you want to exchange something for immortal spirit stones, this humble one can show you the way.”
“What should I call you?”
“My surname is Ma. Ma Qianli.”
Bao Gu nodded lightly. After a moment’s thought, she took out the jade token containing the aura of the old man who had robbed her. She infused it with a thread of immortal spiritual qi, and the old man’s image immediately appeared above the token.
“Do you recognize this man?”
Ma Qianli’s eyes flickered.
“I do. That’s Seventh Master Kun. Are you looking for Seventh Master Kun?”
His ears suddenly twitched, and the smile on his face stiffened slightly. He looked troubled.
“Fairy, you are a powerful outsider dragon, while Seventh Master Kun is a local snake. I’m afraid some things won’t be easy to arrange.”
Bao Gu smiled faintly.
“A few herbs are nothing. It’s just unpleasant being cheated for the first time.”
Her tone shifted.
“I want to exchange some herbs for immortal spirit stones. If you have the connections, perhaps you could introduce me to someone?”
“Certainly, Fairy. Come with me. The city’s herbal shops all buy medicinal materials, but they usually drive the price down. Someone like you, who is clearly from outside, is especially likely to be fleeced.”
Bao Gu keenly sensed a gaze sweep across her and vanish without a trace.
Yu Mi’s brows lifted. Her figure flashed, and she disappeared from where she stood.
Qu Yirou sensed the disturbance. Her hand swept across her waist, and she broke through the void and vanished as well.
Ma Qianli noticed the movements of Qu Yirou and Yu Mi, and his heart jolted. Both of them appeared to have low cultivation, but their skills were certainly not weak. The aura they revealed when they vanished into the void had been remarkably similar to that of professional assassins. He did not show any of this on his face and instead smiled.
“Is this your first time in Battle City, Fairy?”
“Mm.”
Bao Gu studied the streets around her. The streets were not wide, and most of the buildings on either side were two- or three-story structures. Their materials varied, but all of them were protected by formations.
There were not many pedestrians in the market, only a sparse trickle. Shops filled both sides of the street, varying in size and selling all kinds of goods.
Suddenly, Wang Ding gave a tense, low cry.
“My Lord!”
Bao Gu had already seen people rushing out from both sides of the street, blocking her group in the middle. More people poured out from behind the buildings. A rough count put them at over a hundred. Some were at the Mahayana Stage, quite a few were rogue immortals at the level of Earth Immortals, most were True Immortals, and a handful seemed to be Golden Immortals because their auras differed from those of True Immortals.
Ma Qianli’s expression changed.
“How did you offend the Yama Gang?”
“The Yama Gang? What kind of background do they have?”
As they spoke, a thin man in his forties, of medium build and wearing ornate brocade immortal robes, took several strides down the street and arrived in front of Bao Gu amid a crowd of followers. Beside him floated a young-looking man who had only his primordial spirit left.
“Chief, it’s her!”
Bao Gu recognized him at a glance as one of the men from outside the city who had tried to rob her and been killed in return. She casually glanced at the primordial spirit, then swept out a sleeve. A wave of energy rolled forth and pulled Wang Ding, Sun Dilong, and the others into her oversized storage bag.
The gang leader spoke coldly.
“Someone dared to kill members of my Yama Gang in Battle City. You have quite some nerve.”
Ma Qianli put on a fawning smile.
“Gang Leader Yan, perhaps this is all a misunderstanding…”
“Get lost!”
One of the men beside Gang Leader Yan shouted the words over him.
Although Si Ruo had only just reached the True Immortal realm, she had once sat upon an imperial throne and carried an imposing regal dignity. Merely standing there, the aura around her was enough to make anyone take her seriously.
Ma Qianli had barely noticed Si Ruo before. Her cultivation looked weak, and the only impression he had formed of her was a glimpse of the luxurious dragon-embroidered robe she wore. But now, the aura of this seemingly weak woman suddenly changed. Her proud, upright bearing, majestic even without anger, resembled that of an empress ruling the world.
The white-clad Fairy carrying the king-tier artifact had an aura that remained faint, aloof, and detached from the world, without the slightest trace of panic.
Ma Qianli could not help wondering what kind of people they were.
Bao Gu frowned slightly. First she had been unable to enter the city, then she had been cheated at her stall and robbed, and now she had been surrounded the moment she entered the city. Even her normally good temper was beginning to flare.
Her eyes turned cold.
“Get lost.”
Gang Leader Yan smiled without warmth.
“Little girl, a strong dragon can’t crush a local snake. You’re on my Yama Gang’s turf. Whether you’re a tiger or a dragon, on my turf you either lie down or coil up! Keep acting so tough, and you may not be able to handle the consequences!”
Bao Gu looked at Gang Leader Yan with icy eyes. Her previously calm bearing instantly became as cold as an icebound peak and a frozen lake, and her chilling killing intent was completely unrestrained.
Si Ruo caught the aura rising from Bao Gu and shuddered.
“Bao Gu, take it easy. Didn’t you say this was the War King Clan’s territory?”
After all, Bao Gu could at least be counted as a member of the War King Clan. She could not very well start a massacre on her own territory, could she?
A cold reply slipped from Bao Gu’s lips.
“I’m not surnamed Xuan.”
A flicker of doubt crossed Gang Leader Yan’s eyes.
“Are you from the War King Estate?”
“Get lost.”
Gang Leader Yan frowned. He suppressed his anger and spoke.
“Miss, having such a hot temper won’t do. Why don’t we talk things through? It would be unfortunate if a misunderstanding led to trouble.”
Bao Gu gave a slight nod.
“Fine! Your men tried to rob me and were killed in return. Not satisfied? State your terms. I’ll take them on!”
Gang Leader Yan was left with no way to save face, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
“You’re quite the arrogant one!”
Si Ruo spoke up.
“From the looks of it, Gang Leader Yan, you’re nothing more than a street gang leader. Take my advice…”
She pointed toward the people surrounding them.
“Not only are you unqualified to call yourselves a local snake, but even if you were one, some people are still beyond your reach. It wasn’t easy to gather so many men. Don’t lose the whole lot in one stroke.”
Gang Leader Yan smiled.
“Which powerful outside force do you two represent? At least let me know whose hands I’m about to fall into today.”
“We belong to the Imperial Dragon Aura lineage. I am Si Ruo, Empress of the Yue Kingdom. I came from the lower realm!”
Bao Gu said lightly:
“You’re not qualified to know who I am.”
Gang Leader Yan laughed.
“Are you trying to bluff me?”
His expression hardened.
“I, Yan Dingtian, have spent all these years making my way through Battle City. Do you think I was scared into adulthood? A few punks from the lower realm think they can intimidate me?”
His anger burst forth, and his aura suddenly rose.
Ma Qianli saw that the situation was turning bad and hurriedly led his men into the corner, hiding inside a street-side shop.
Bao Gu gave a cold snort. Slowly, she released the aura of the Xuantian Sword. Sword intent enveloped her, while condensed killing intent pressed straight against Yan Dingtian’s heart.
The sword qi released from her body spread above her head and transformed into millions upon millions of sharp swords, each wreathed in five-element immortal qi. They formed a sword formation that revolved overhead, as though it might descend at any moment.
The pressure of a king-tier artifact, the aura of five-element sword intent, the weapon-integration path that made body and sword one, and the sword formation overhead that was virtually identical to the city’s defensive formation made the muscles of Gang Leader Yan’s face twitch violently.
He raised his hand and slapped himself hard several times. Then he dropped to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling.
“Your humble servant… your humble servant failed to recognize Mount Tai. Your humble servant deserves death…”
He slapped his own face so hard that it looked as though he were striking someone else’s.
“Get lost.”
Yan Dingtian crawled away toward the corner of the street. After fleeing thirty or forty feet, he transformed into a streak of lightning and shot away.
The members of the Yama Gang surrounding Bao Gu scattered like frightened birds and beasts.
Bao Gu’s mood was utterly foul.
Yu Mi and Qu Yirou appeared not far away. They had sensed earlier that something was wrong and had intended to stay hidden and assassinate the enemy by surprise, but their cultivation was roughly equal to the enemy’s, so they had not dared to make a move.
Bao Gu looked coldly in the direction Yan Dingtian had fled. Then she suddenly sent the Xuantian Sword after him, following his aura.
The sword ray flashed.
A sheet of blood suddenly exploded in the distance.
Yan Dingtian had already fled several miles and thought he had escaped disaster. He never imagined that the girl would be so ruthless. Just as he let out a sigh, relaxed, and lowered his guard, he suddenly sensed danger overhead. Then he saw a sharp immortal artifact radiating the aura of a king-tier artifact tear through the air toward him.
There was no time to withstand the king-tier artifact’s attack. He only had time to let out a scream before the sword pierced him. His primordial spirit had barely emerged from his body when it, too, was run through.
“What a vicious move…”
His soul was annihilated by the king-tier artifact.
Ma Qianli, hiding in the shop nearby, watched Bao Gu in terror and quietly wiped away a cold sweat. Thank goodness he had been sharp enough not to rush forward and butcher this fat sheep at the city gate! This was no fat sheep!
Shaking all over, Ma Qianli did not dare leave. After thinking it over, he dragged over the subordinate who had reported the arrival of a fat sheep and began beating him with his fists.
He had only landed two punches when the “fat sheep” walked into the shop where he was hiding. His raised hand froze in midair. He gave Bao Gu two awkward laughs, lowered his hand, and hunched himself up nervously.
“F-F-Fairy, since you’re from the War… War King Clan… the largest residence in East City is the War King’s estate!”
Bao Gu steadied herself and suppressed the displeasure in her heart before speaking in a measured tone.
“I’m not familiar with the War King Clan. Take me to someone who can help me sell these herbs for immortal spirit stones.”
How could Ma Qianli dare refuse? He obediently hunched over and led Bao Gu to the largest elixir shop on the next street.
“This shop is run by the War King Estate. Its prices are the fairest.”
He shrank back by the entrance and gestured for Bao Gu to go in, having completely abandoned the thought of taking her to a shop he knew and fleecing her there.
Bao Gu saw that the elixir shop was indeed quite large. She took out two jade boxes containing ten-thousand-year spirit herbs and thrust them into Ma Qianli’s arms. Before he could refuse, she walked straight into the shop.
The elixir shop was spacious, and several assistants were busy arranging the goods.
In the middle of the shop, in an open space, stood a rocking chair. A profoundly cultivated immortal was reclining in it, rocking lazily, with an unfurled jade slip covering his face. He did not look like an immortal in the slightest.
Beside the rocking chair was a tea table, with a chair next to it.
Bao Gu sat down and asked:
“I want to sell spirit herbs. How are they priced?”
The man flicked his hand. With a slap, he threw a jade slip onto the tea table in front of Bao Gu.
“The prices are all on this. Read them yourself!”
He suddenly pulled the jade slip off his face, sat up, and looked at Bao Gu.
“Was that a technique of the War King Clan you used just now?”
Bao Gu released her divine sense to examine the jade slip and committed the prices to memory. She glanced at the immortal in the rocking chair.
“Is that a problem?”
The man studied Bao Gu’s face again and again.
“From your eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and face shape, I can’t see a single feature that resembles anyone from our Xuan family.”
“My surname is Bao.”
Bao Gu began taking out spirit herbs according to the price list.
The man first said:
“Oh.”
Then he suddenly cried out:
“Ah!”
“Your surname isn’t Xuan? Then how are you cultivating the orthodox techniques of our Xuan clan?”
“One day I got lost in the mountains and met an old ghost. He passed them on to me before he died.”
The man put his hands on his hips.
“Who was he? What kind of damned bastard was shameless enough to pass our techniques to an outsider? Tell me his name!”
“He didn’t even squeak.”
“Didn’t he leave any last words?”
Bao Gu raised her head and looked at him.
“He didn’t even squeak. How could he leave any last words? And, if I may ask, what should I call you?”
“Xuan Xiu!”
After saying this, Xuan Xiu suddenly noticed Bao Gu continuously taking out spirit herbs. She did not stop. The jade boxes on the floor were almost stacked to his waist.
“These aren’t stolen goods, are they?”
Bao Gu waved her sleeve, collecting all the jade boxes back into her oversized storage bag. Then she began taking out the spirit herbs one by one, with fresh soil still clinging to them.
“Freshly dug up, pulled right out of the ground. Surely you don’t need to worry about them being stolen now, do you?”
When Xuan Xiu saw her pulling the spirit herbs out with her bare hands, her movements extremely rough, the herbs’ spiritual essence rapidly dissipating because of her improper harvesting method, he was furious.
“You wasteful girl!”
He hurriedly brought out jade boxes and caught the spirit herbs with a pained expression.
“Careful! Gently! Harvest them properly! These are spirit herbs! Twenty- or thirty-thousand-year-old spirit herbs aren’t easy to find!”
Bao Gu shot Xuan Xiu an annoyed look.
“I packed them neatly in jade boxes and you called them stolen goods. I harvest them fresh for you and now you complain about my technique. Senior Xuan, what exactly is it that you want?”
Xuan Xiu pointed a finger at Bao Gu’s nose. He turned, fetched a box radiating an unusually dense immortal aura, and slammed it down in front of her. He pointed forcefully at the box.
“Put them in here! Harvest them carefully. If the medicinal effects dissipate, the price will drop sharply, and you’ll be the one losing money!”
His teeth were clenched as though he might point at Bao Gu and curse her as a spendthrift. Then he turned back to Qu Yirou, Si Ruo, and Yu Mi, who were standing blankly at the entrance.
“Are the four of you together?”
Si Ruo raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
Xuan Xiu’s gaze suddenly fell on Yu Mi. He narrowed his eyes and examined her carefully.
“Fire-element girl, don’t tell me you also got lost in the mountains, met an old ghost, and received the War King Clan’s techniques?”
Yu Mi pointed at Bao Gu.
“One day I went out traveling and accidentally picked her up. Then she gave me a whole pile of techniques.”
Xuan Xiu’s face darkened. He folded his arms and ordered:
“Zhou’er, close the door!”
One assistant who had been arranging the medicines answered:
“Yes!”
A thick surge of power suddenly rolled from his body, and a curtain of swords appeared at the entrance, sealing the doors tightly.
“Shopkeeper, it’s closed.”
He turned around and continued arranging the medicines.
Qu Yirou pulled Si Ruo straight over to the tea table for customers. She poured two cups of tea and casually drank with Si Ruo.
Xuan Xiu’s face turned livid as he looked at Bao Gu.
“The techniques of my War King Clan are never passed on to outsiders.”
Bao Gu straightened her posture and looked at him.
“Are you of the direct Xuan bloodline of the War King Clan?”
“What do you think?”
Xuan Xiu lightly released his aura. It was indeed the pure aura of the five elements fused into one. It resembled the aura of the Xuantian Sword within Bao Gu, but there was a subtle difference.
Bao Gu knew that this difference came from the fact that the Xuantian Sword had fused with divine blood.
Xuan Xiu scrutinized Bao Gu several times. He rubbed his face hard, then sat down in the rocking chair opposite her.
“Is your name Bao Gu? And do you have another disciple named Qing Ying? Your master is Xuantian, and your master’s wife is Xue Qing, the eldest legitimate princess of the Celestial Fox royal family in the Demon Domain?”
