Black Market

"Doesn't that flying cart count as flying on a sword?" The cart could carry up to five people. Wasn't that more than the Sword-Washing Pool could carry?

The officer glanced at Lu Yang and explained, "The flying cart is a specialized flying treasure. Every one of them undergoes quality inspection, and the laws have special provisions for them. If your Sword-Washing Pool has special provisions too, then that's fine."

Lu Yang accepted his fate.

They'd barely set out before disaster struck. Before they could earn any money, they had to pay some.

Fortunately, nothing else went wrong after that.

During their several days of flying, the two stopped at an inn to avoid sleeping rough. They casually helped the proprietress deal with her husband's younger brother, who'd brought relatives along to demand his late elder brother's inheritance. They politely declined the family heirloom the proprietress offered them in gratitude, then pieced together clues and deduced that she was the one who had murdered her husband.

At the second inn, they came across two Qi Refining cultivators arguing over a Heavenly-Class room. They also learned from them about a nearby treasure site. While passing by, they dug up a treasure of immense value to Foundation Establishment cultivators, turned it in to the local authorities, and posted a lost-and-found notice. This brought two Foundation Establishment lineages to the scene, exposing a century-long feud between them. The heads of both lineages took their own lives in a torrential downpour, bringing the century-old blood feud to an end.

At the third inn, they encountered a wealthy young lady being hunted over a thousand li. The two escorted her home along the way, where they discovered and dealt with the evil spirit that had been lurking in her household for ten years. This forced the