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His life’s trajectory was typical of the cultivation world’s destitute: while young, one tries again; after death, one sits atop one’s grave and looks back—impoverished as a youth, rotten in middle age, decrepit in old age, with no sons or daughters, leaving a lamp atop the grave, the epito of a Five Guarantees household in the cultivation community.
He had muddled through life in a small town, but now that he was old, having heard that the fairies of Zeyang City were adept, he ca to see for himself.
The so-called Fairy Wang was actually a half-concealed female cultivator among the gathering place of his current loose cultivators, a master of the hundred arts of cultivation. She neither stole nor robbed, but once on a little bed, she was on duty. Though the radish was plucked, the hole remained; after a wash and a rinse, she continued to sell herself, a true representation of female cultivators.
Although old ginger was llow, such a blessing Yi Chen naturally could not truly engage in. Instead, he used a Secret Technique to make Fairy Wang fall unconscious, letting her amuse herself while he went to an adjacent room to ponder and practice the True Technique.
"You... How could you sully soone’s innocence like this? I and Fairy Wang are pure friends on the Dao, both fond of drama. I went to Fairy Wang’s house to see the drama scripts!" Yi Chen suddenly beca ’enraged.’
A lone cultivator with nobody to depend on, is there really no one who is tempted?
According to information revealed by Old Han, among the loose cultivators of Zeyang City, there were a number of missing persons, and this was what he discovered after his granddaughter disappeared.
Putting himself in soone else’s shoes, Yi Chen now found even himself tempted.
"Old Yi, I heard that when you entered Fairy Wang’s room, the lights were blown out."
"Your drama scripts must emit light, huh."
Upon hearing this, a burly man grinned and even bellowed with laughter. Yi Chen chuckled awkwardly, flicked his long robe, and slapped down ten taels of silver.
"Madam, the usual. Warm up a pot of wine, a plate of fennel beans, and a plate of soy sauce pig’s ears."
"Old Yi, falling on hard tis, huh? Those glowing drama scripts must be pricey. How about you co out of town with this afternoon and make a big score, what do you say?"
Hu Moliran, with his flossy beard, sat down at Yi Chen’s table, pouring a cup of wine for him. "Don’t say Black Panther doesn’t look after you. I’ve been staking out that monster tiger on Qinglian Mountain for a long ti. How about including you in this ti?"
"What’s the point of settling for a half-concealed door? Zeyang City is full of bewitching fairies that will make you linger and forget to return."
At those words, Yi Chen glanced at Hu Moliran, a hint of elation flashing across his eyes. The fish had taken the bait.
At that mont, he had already sensed the malice emanating from Hu Moliran towards him.
This man was undoubtedly up to no good, but such small fry often only had contact through a single line, and even if there were a few layers in the distribution network, it was nothing rare. He still had to endure.
The position people occupy is different, their power is different, and even if the thod is the sa, the outcos can be vastly different.
Take Que Long’s strategy of luring the snake out of its hole, for example. It may seem old, but it is actually very effective. It’s just that he ends up fishing for a great white shark and becos an attractive bait himself.
But Yi Chen was different. He did not believe any cultivators nearby Zeyang City could keep him there.
With that thought, a ’troubled’ expression imdiately appeared on Yi Chen’s face.
"Lord Bao, is this journey safe?"
"Heh heh, I, Black Panther, roam the wilderness, a master of the Qi Refinent Realm. Going to Qinglian Mountain is like returning to my own ho. Are you in or out? Make it snappy, Black Panther rarely offers his goodwill."
"Fine then, Old Yi will go with Lord Bao to broaden his horizons."
Yi Chen ’bit the bullet’ and imdiately accepted the offer.
With his ability to disguise and change from the lowest rank upward, this ti he was sure to thoroughly understand the network of cultivators in Zeyang City. When the ti cos, if he finds the mastermind behind the scenes, would he still be unable to find Old Han’s missing granddaughter?
This is a good deal killing two birds with one stone.
Cheers to that!
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