Merchant Caravans Suddenly Flooded into Spirit City

Come on, make way, make way!

"The carriage is coming! Watch out!"

Ouch! Who stepped on my foot?

As dusk deepened, the morning glow faded.

Early morning.

It is a warm bed, a place to sleep soundly.

But the various noises outside forced Li Mubai to wake up from his dreamlike slumber.

What happened?

Why is the street so noisy today?

The Titled Douluo's five senses are highly acute, allowing him to perceive Qiu Hao.

Even the slightest, almost imperceptible sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Then.

Li Mubai, who was soundly asleep, had his daydream shattered.

The noise outside forced him to open his heavy eyelids, revealing his dark eyes.

A warm, jade-like touch came from his chest, Li Mubai turned his head slightly.

Xiao Qian was fast asleep with a sweet, innocent look on her face.

The noise outside did not disturb her drowsy sleepiness or the blissful look on her face.

She got out of bed quietly and tidied her clothes.

Li Mubai gently pulled the thin blanket up again, covering Xiao Qian's exposed milky white shoulders.

Gazing at my lovely daughter sleeping peacefully.

Li Mubai finally couldn't resist bending down and gently kissing Xiao Qian's exposed forehead.

After doing all this.

I opened the wooden door to the bedroom, went to the backyard, and began to wash up.

As someone with 21st-century life experience, the daily morning and evening washing routine is ingrained in my bones.

Although it's impossible for Titled Douluo to have cavities.

But Li Mubai felt uneasy and uncomfortable if he didn't brush his teeth for even a day.

I use cold water to brush my teeth and wash my face.

After doing all this, a refreshing feeling immediately washed over me, sweeping away all my fatigue and lethargy.

With a creak.

Li Mubai pushed open the door to the house.

A cool, sweet, and fresh breath wafted over, instantly invigorating the senses.

"It's another beautiful day!"

"This weather is perfect for listening to stories in brothels..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The next moment.

Looking at the scene before him, Li Mubai was completely dumbfounded.

"Holy crap!"

A phrase from the national essence spontaneously slipped out.

A cacophony of sounds filled the air, interspersed with the neighing of horses, and the braying of cows and donkeys.

"What's going on? When did this street get so crowded?"

Looking at the crowded streets, Li Mubai was filled with disbelief.

The street where he lives.

Although it can become exceptionally lively on certain special days, this is only limited to those special holidays.

It has been a week since the sparring session with the Worshipper Golden Crocodile.

Besides, today isn't a special holiday, so why is it so lively and bustling?

Looking at the bustling traffic on the street, Li Mubai felt a headache coming on.

He chose to settle in the middle of this street because he wanted a quiet place, yet still connected to the everyday life of the people.

The house purchased by Li Mubai.

It is located in the southwest of Spirit City, some distance from the city center.

Therefore, this area is not considered a bustling neighborhood.

Although there were people and vendors on the streets, there weren't many.

If it were a truly bustling street, there wouldn't be enough room for a horse-drawn carriage to pass. The streets would be lined with vendors, a chaotic mix of people, and the flow of people would be so dense that it would be impossible to move.

And now, right before my eyes.

The flow of people was no different from that in bustling streets, and in some cases even greater!

What's going on?

Li Mubai felt like his brain wasn't working properly.

He stepped out of the door and turned to look at the corner at the end of the street.

It was a dark mass of people!

And at that very moment.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the flowing crowd and arrived at Li Mubai's door.

"Little Brother Mubai?"

Li Mubai looked closely.

It is Sister Zhao, who is known as the "Tofu Xi Shi".

Time has not left any marks on her twenty-seven-year-old face. Her skin, which could make even the most beautiful women in the palace pale in comparison, is still plump and elastic, with a pinkish hue unique to young girls.

She wore a simple, pure white long gauze dress that completely covered Feng Tian's body.

This dress isn't loose; on the contrary, it's quite fitted against the skin.

It perfectly accentuated the beautiful woman's curvaceous figure.

It was truly magnificent... Li Mubai paused for two seconds, then turned his gaze back, a smile appearing on his face.

"Good morning, Sister Zhao."

Li Mubai greeted him.

"Little Brother Mubai, may we come inside and talk?"

Sister Zhao glanced back at the dense crowd behind her, then turned to Li Mubai and pleaded.

"Sure."

Li Mubai immediately stepped aside from those blocking the doorway, extending one hand towards the house in a gesture of invitation.

This is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

Even if the beautiful woman hadn't made the request, Li Mubai would have invited her into the room.

Putting aside whether we eat or not, we should at least pour ourselves a cup of hot tea.

Jianghu,

It's not just about fighting and killing.

Jianghu,

It's all about interpersonal relationships and social graces!

Sister Zhao smiled slightly at Li Mubai, then walked into the house with delicate, graceful steps.

A gentle breeze stirred up in front of Li Mubai.

"It smells so good..." Smelling the lingering fragrance of Sister Zhao in the air, Li Mubai couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

Now.

His eyes were already captivated by the beautiful woman's graceful figure.

Especially when a beautiful woman brushed past him.

Because women's clothing is close-fitting.

And so.

With each step the woman took, the two blooming white lotus flowers trembled slightly.

To give someone a feast for the eyes.

Massive quantity!

Li Mubai sighed silently in his heart.

Everyone likes beautiful things.

Li Mubai was no exception.

After all, he was neither a Daoist immortal who embodied tranquility and inaction, nor a highly virtuous monk from the Western Lands.

He's just an ordinary person who wants to live each day to the fullest.

Certainly.

Although he is an ordinary person, he is not ordinary.

Can a level 93 Titled Douluo be called an ordinary person?

This was just Li Mubai being modest.

Sister Zhao held the blue-and-white porcelain cup in both hands, the cup steaming hot.

The morning air was slightly cool.

Having stood on the street for quite some time, she naturally felt a slight chill in her body, making her feel uneasy.

The steaming hot tea made her feel warm and comforted.

The chill clinging to her body was expelled with a small sip of hot tea.

"Sister Zhao, aren't you selling tofu today?"

Sitting on the sofa, Li Mubai looked at the beautiful woman and asked.

Hearing Li Mubai's question, a hint of helplessness flashed across Sister Zhao's face:

"I'd like to."

"But I had just moved the wooden table out and was about to go back to get the tofu to set it up when suddenly a huge crowd appeared out of nowhere, quickly blocking the street completely."

"My street is packed with people too, there's no way to squeeze in."

"I waited for a while, but instead of decreasing, there were even more people."

"No way."

"Standing on the street wasn't going to work, so I just followed the crowd to you, little brother."

Did I disturb you?

In the end.

The beautiful woman looked at Li Mubai with a slightly apologetic expression and asked.

"Not at all, Sister Zhao, it's an honor for my humble abode to have such a beautiful lady like you visit."

Li Mubai quickly smiled.

"Little Brother Mubai, you're joking. I'm not young anymore, how could I possibly be called a great beauty?"

The beautiful woman shook her head, a hint of sorrow on her face, as if lamenting the fleeting nature of time.

"Sister Zhao. Oh, this title makes you sound too old. I'll just call you 'sister' from now on."

As Li Mubai spoke, he looked at the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman nodded slightly, tacitly accepting the title "Li Mubai".

She also felt that this form of address sounded much more intimate.

The title "Sister Zhao" is indeed somewhat inappropriate. Although she is no longer young, she is not an elderly person in her fifties or sixties either.

Naturally, they weren't too fond of this title.

"Since you've agreed, then I'll call you that from now on."

As he spoke.

Li Mubai carefully examined the beautiful woman.

He knew the beautiful woman's age.

Twenty-seven years old.

This age might seem a bit old to others.

But for Li Mubai, a young man from the 21st century, isn't this age the perfect time for a gentle, considerate, and understanding "good older sister"?

I stared intently for a long time.

The beautiful woman blushed deeply, shyly turning her head away, no longer daring to look at him. Only then did Li Mubai withdraw his gaze.

Then, with a serious expression, he said:

"My sister is young and beautiful, with a cool and youthful appearance. If I didn't know her name, I probably would have treated her like a little girl too."

"That's not an exaggeration, Little Brother Mubai, please don't tease me."

The beautiful woman blushed slightly, her appearance quite charming.

Seeing the beautiful woman's reaction, Li Mubai did not pursue the matter any further.

Instead, she changed the subject and asked:

"Does my sister know why there are so many more people outside?"

It took a while.

The beautiful woman's complexion returned to normal, though her cheeks still bore a faint blush of embarrassment.

"I overheard some conversations among the crowd on the street earlier. These people weren't from Spirit City, but rather merchant groups from the two great empires."

"A merchant guild? What brings these people to Spirit City? Are they here to do business?"

Li Mubai couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Well... I only heard so much, I don't know anything after that. I'm sorry, I couldn't help you."

The beautiful woman was speechless for a moment.

She didn't understand Li Mubai's speculations and couldn't offer any profound advice.

"Sister, don't blame yourself. It's alright if you don't know what's going on outside. I was just a little curious."

Li Mubai smiled, then picked up his teacup and took a sip of hot tea.

Last night with Xiao Qian.

Walking along the tree-lined path, amidst wind and rain, the journey was arduous and exhausting.

Even now.

Even Li Mubai, a powerful Titled Douluo, couldn't help but feel his stomach empty and his body lacking strength.

But the hurried footsteps outside the door continued unabated, showing no sign of stopping.

This indicates that the number of people outside is still countless.

Li Mubai didn't like crowded, noisy scenes, so he could only sit on the sofa and wait quietly for the people outside to disappear.

To alleviate their hunger, they could only fill their stomachs with plain water for the time being.

Why have all these merchant groups suddenly flooded into Spirit City?

Could there be some huge business opportunity hidden here?

While Li Mubai was pondering, the beautiful woman went to the kitchen to have another cup of hot water to ward off the chill.

Just then...

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly came from the kitchen.

Li Mubai quickly snapped out of his daze, got up, and hurried toward the source of the sound.

I just arrived at the kitchen door.

Then they saw a beautiful woman dressed in a white gauze dress, who was tightly covering her left hand with her right.

On the stove.

There was also an overturned teacup, steaming hot tea flowing down the side of the stove and dripping onto the hardwood floor, leaving a large puddle.

You got burned?!

Li Mubai rushed inside immediately:

"What's wrong, sis?"

"It's nothing, it's just a burn from the hot water. I'll rinse it with cold water and it'll be fine."

Tears welled up in the beautiful woman's bright eyes.

However, she forced a smile despite the pain and gestured to Li Mubai that he shouldn't worry.

The furrowed brows on his forehead said it all.

It's obvious.

It hurts!

"Let me see it quickly."

Li Mubai no longer cared about the differences between men and women.

He reached out and twisted the beautiful woman's left forearm, which she was covering, and then examined it closely.

All four fingers were completely red.

This is clearly not a regular burn; it is extremely serious.

Such an injury.

In my past life, I would have needed to go to the hospital for specialized treatment; otherwise, blisters would have started to appear on my arm, and if the wound became infected, it would have festered.

Even more so.

The infection is so severe that several fingers can become necrotic.

Such an injury can't be healed simply by rinsing it with cold water.

"Sister, don't move. This is serious. If it's not treated properly, it will leave a scar. Let me help you."

As Li Mubai spoke, without waiting for the beautiful woman's response, he went directly to the water vat, picked up a ladle, scooped up a ladle of cold water, and put the beautiful woman's bright red fingers into it.

The purpose of this was to stabilize the injury and prevent it from worsening.

The beautiful woman was initially hesitant, considering the differences between men and women, and wanted to pull her hand back and handle it herself.

But after hearing Li Mubai say that improper handling might affect the skin.

Only then could I let go of the resentment in my heart.

Despite her repeated claims that she wasn't pretty and was old, what woman doesn't want beautiful skin?

After a while.

Li Mubai then removed the delicate hand he was holding from the cold water. After examining it closely and confirming the seriousness of the problem, he began to massage the scalded, pale fingers.

This wasn't Li Mubai trying to take advantage of the situation.

He wasn't simply rubbing the injured area.

All his actions involved the application of Soul Power.

Soul Power is a very magical form of energy.

It has a significant effect on accelerating injury recovery.

This is why powerful Soul Master have skin as hard as rock.

Looking at the man carefully tending to her injuries, the beautiful woman felt a warm current flowing through her heart, making her feel incredibly comforted.

The burning pain in her fingers gradually disappeared as the man kneaded them.

I could feel the warmth emanating from the skin on my fingers.

The beautiful woman couldn't help but feel very shy.

Finally, she simply turned her head to the side to hide her slightly flushed cheeks from Li Mubai.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly...

"Sis, does it still hurt?"

Li Mubai gently held the beautiful woman's soft, boneless hand in his large hands, then turned to look at her and asked.

"Uh, it doesn't hurt anymore, thank you little brother."

The beautiful woman's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, almost inaudible.

If Li Mubai hadn't possessed profound cultivation and keen senses, he probably wouldn't have known what the beautiful woman was saying.

Sister Zhao's hands are so soft, I wish I could massage them a little longer. If only those hands were used for...

Pooh!

What a filthy thing! What are you thinking?!

Putting all his fantasies to the back of his mind, Li Mubai finally loosened his grip on his hands.

The beautiful woman quickly pulled her hand back and covered it with her right hand.

The atmosphere froze at that moment.

A moment later.

"That's... that's all?"

The beautiful woman looked at her fingers, now back to their normal color, with obvious surprise.

She had initially thought that such an injury would at least cause some blisters.

Unexpected.

After being massaged by Li Mubai for a while, he was completely healed, just like before he was burned.

This is amazing!