Would You Be Willing to Become My Disciple?
Hearing the arguing coming from the street in the distance, Bai Luoming felt as if his gossip-loving instincts had awakened. In order to get the first juicy gossip, he pulled Bailu aside the crowd and headed straight for the stall from which the noise was coming.
A considerable number of people had already gathered in front of the stall. Bai Luoming pulled Bailu toward the front, not caring about the danger of getting too close.
Just kidding. Putting aside his current stats, just look at Bailu, whom he's holding hands with. She's a physician from the Alchemy Commission and High Elder of the Luofu Vidyadhara. With Bailu around, there's no way he could be killed, right?
As Bai Luoming thought this, he pulled Bailu deeper into the area. At the end of the argument, there were several Foxian dressed in simple clothes, while on the other side were the stall owners.
The stall owner picked up something from his stall and shouted at the arrogant Foxian in front of him, "I Borisin milk stall, would I sell you fake milk?"
The Foxian stared at the shopkeeper with disdain, pointing at the milk in his hand and shouting, "Are you sure this milk is genuine?"
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper put down the milk Borisin was holding, looked up at the Foxian, and said, "Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?"
When Bai Luoming saw this, he felt a strange sense of déjà vu, as if the man in black holding a watermelon knife was standing right in front of him.
Meanwhile, the Foxian leading the group continued loudly to the shopkeeper, "If you guarantee the milk is genuine, I'll definitely take it. But what if it's not?"
"I drank it myself! Are you satisfied now?"
"Okay, then pick one out for me."
Seeing that his words seemed to have intimidated the Foxian in front of him, the shopkeeper picked up a milk bottle and handed it to him, saying, "How about this milk?"
How much is it?
The shopkeeper, carrying a bag of milk, looked at the Foxian and quoted a price. "Affordable 998 Strale."
The Foxian glared at the shopkeeper and shouted, "What?! Is this milk packaging made with Credits, or is your milk made with Credits? How can it be so expensive?"
After saying that, the Foxian took the milk from the shopkeeper, glanced at it, and threw it on the ground, loudly saying, "And why is the shelf life of your milk still 'permanent'?"
Seeing this scene, Bai Luoming felt an increasing sense of déjà vu. He then raised his hand to cover Bailu's eyes to prevent the child from seeing him when he was fighting the Foxian Sarilang.
Bailu pushed Bai Luoming's hand away in dissatisfaction, complaining, "Why are you blocking my eyes? I still want to see."
"Oh dear, it's not good for children to see any bloody scenes later."
"What child? I am Vidyadhara! I might even be older than you! Besides, I am a physician in the Alchemy Commission. What haven't I seen?"
Upon hearing Bailu's words, Bai Luoming realized that as Vidyadhara, Bailu's age could not be determined by her appearance. Moreover, she worked at the Alchemy Commission and must have witnessed many such situations.
The thought that he had just been worried that Bailu would see such a scene made Bai Luoming want to laugh.
Bai Luoming then stopped blocking Bailu's view and allowed her to watch.
The argument between the boss and the Foxian had reached its peak. The boss looked at the Foxian in front of him and threatened, "I have relatives serving in the Cloud Knights. If you cause trouble again, I'll have them throw you in the Prison of Deep Seclusion!"
Upon hearing the boss's words, the lead Foxian's eyes flickered, as if he had been frightened by what the boss had said. Then he turned around and prepared to leave with the remaining Foxian.
Seeing the Foxian back down, the boss spat and said disdainfully, "Hmph, obviously a stinking outsider, trying to get himself involved in our Luofu filming."
The moment the boss finished speaking, the Foxian erupted in anger. The leader immediately rushed to the boss, pulled out a watermelon knife, and stabbed it into the boss's stomach.
Upon seeing the Foxian's actions, the crowd fell silent for a moment, then dispersed like a tide, shouting, "Sarilang! Sarilang!"
Bai Luoming's expression froze; he hadn't expected it to unfold in such a dramatic, self-serving manner, just like Hua Qiang's self-promotion.
When the Foxian saw the crowd disperse, they knew things had gotten out of hand, so they stopped pretending. Their bodies expanded rapidly, and they shed their Foxian appearance, revealing themselves to be several Borisin creatures.
Upon seeing this, Bai Luoming suddenly realized why these Foxian reacted so strongly to Borisin's appearance; it turned out that Borisin was in disguise.
The Borisin, looked at the terrified crowd, roared, and then turned to the boss, saying, "I was just thinking of playing around with you, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful. You deserve to die."
The boss clutched the sharp knife in his stomach, his face filled with terror. For the powerful physique of the Xianzhou native, the knife wound in front of him was nothing, but what terrified him was Borisin in front of him.
Now that Borisin has completely dropped his disguise, although it's highly unlikely they'll leave here alive, there will definitely be casualties before the Cloud Knights arrives. And who is most likely to be killed now? It's obvious.
Bai Luoming watched Borisin strode towards the boss, thought for a moment, and then spoke up to stop him, saying, "Hey, this boss may have a sharp tongue, but he doesn't deserve to die, does he?"
Borisin looked at Bai Luoming, who was still standing in the same spot, with a somewhat surprised expression. He clearly did not expect that someone would still dare to stand here even now.
However, he dared not make any rash moves. After all, seeing his appearance, anyone who still dared to stand here was either a master or a fool.
Rather, you'll know whether someone is an expert or a fool once you test them.
The Borisin, Bu Liren, looked at Bai Luoming warily and asked in a low voice, "Does Your Excellency also intend to get involved in this matter?"
Bai Luoming showed no interest in Borisin's probing, simply raising his hand to take out two oranges and saying, "Want an orange? You won't get any if the Cloud Knights arrive soon."
Borisin saw the oranges Bai Luoming offered, his expression froze. At this critical moment, he was still thinking about eating? Moreover, from his words, it seemed that his reliance was only on the Cloud Knights that had arrived at some unknown time.
With that thought in mind, it stopped thinking and flashed to Bai Luoming's side, its claws pointing at his throat, but Bai Luoming did not dodge.
Seeing this, it was somewhat surprised and said to Bai Luoming, "Aren't you afraid?"
"I'm not afraid!"
Hearing Bai Luoming's answer, it became interested and asked, "Why aren't you afraid?"
"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid!"
Only then did it finally relax. It seemed this guy really was a fool; even at this crucial moment, he was still being stubborn.
Bai Luoming, on the other hand, activated his Preservation Path to Preservation himself, staring directly at Borisin without any politeness.
Just when both sides were on the verge of a fight, ready to come to blows at any moment.
A streak of sword light flashed across the distant sky, rapidly approaching this place.
Seeing this, Bu Liren, Borisin in front of Bai Luoming, no longer hesitated. This sword light clearly indicated the arrival of experts from the Xianzhou. Since they were already unable to leave, they might as well take this clueless person with them. At least they would have someone to accompany them on their journey to the Yellow Springs!
Its sharp claws lashed out, aimed directly at Bai Luoming's throat. Just when it thought its claws would pierce Bai Luoming's throat without any resistance, it couldn't advance an inch from Bai Luoming's throat.
Borisin's eyes widened suddenly as he felt the power in his hand. He looked at Bai Luoming in disbelief. He had misjudged him after all. The person in front of him was no fool at all; on the contrary, he was incredibly strong!
However, it had no more chance to think. A cold sword light flashed, and its head rolled to the ground. In a daze, it seemed to see its body being smashed by Bai Luoming's punch.
As Bai Luoming dealt with the Borisin in front of him, several sword lights flashed, and the remaining Borisin were dismembered into pieces and scattered around.
Bailu, who had been silent to the side, widened her eyes upon seeing the newcomer and exclaimed, "It's the Jingliu Sword Champion!"
Yes, the person who came was none other than Bai Luoming, who had been exchanging Jingliu with Blade in the Prison of Deep Seclusion not long ago. At this moment, she waved her hand lightly, dispelling the ice sword in her hand, and strode over to Bai Luoming and Bailu.
Jingliu looked down at Bailu, who had spoken, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes, but he didn't speak. Instead, he turned his gaze to Bai Luoming, a strange look in his eyes, and asked, "Would you be willing to become my disciple?"