Could You Say That a Little Earlier Next Time, Immortal Fairy?

Jiulong City in Youzhou was a moderately developed city. The most powerful person there was its city lord, who was in the early stage of Spirit Transformation.

It was said that a secret realm lay hidden somewhere outside the city, but nobody had ever found it. Gradually, it had become little more than a legend.

Besides that, the city also had three famous local sects: the Primordial Sword Sect, the Daytime Ascension Sect, and the Heaven and Earth Purple Cloud Palace. Each had a Nascent Soul monster holding down the fort.

Nascent Soul cultivators like Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou could walk all over Jiulong City without anyone stopping them.

But they weren't troublemakers. They had come on a mission, and only by observing in secret could they determine someone's character.

"It should be this way." Meng Jingzhou left the old horse at the stable and went out with Lu Yang to find the person they were looking for.

"According to the intelligence, Xie An has no parents and lives in a ruined temple outside the city."

Following the information they'd received, the three arrived at the dilapidated temple. Its archway was on the verge of collapse, the characters on it too weathered to read. No one knew how long ago the temple had been built, or why the monks had moved away.

The little temple was drafty, with wind coming in from every direction. The lotus pedestal stood empty, without even a Buddha statue.

Dry grass had been spread out in front of it, with the remains of an extinguished fire in the middle. Xie An was nowhere to be seen. Instead, an old beggar lay lazily on the ground, propping up his head with one hand while picking lice off himself with the other.

"Should we show ourselves