Qingyu Stockade consisted of countless small islands, separated by only short distances. The closer ones were barely a dozen zhang apart, about the width of an ordinary river. Even the wider gaps were only a few hundred zhang, which, to the cultivators on the islands, essentially made them one island.
After disembarking from the giant boat, Lu Xiaotian followed Wang Yan and several of his children to Wang Yan's residence, a manor covering nearly a thousand li. For a Body Integration Cultivator, owning only such a small patch of land was indeed rather cramped.
To Wang Yan and Lu Xiaotian's surprise, the green-gauze woman, who had barely spoken along the way, came with them too.
"May I ask if you need anything, Daoist?" Wang Yan asked tentatively. Although the green-gauze woman had saved him earlier and he was deeply grateful, she had always kept him at arm's length, seeming unwilling to speak with him. He had assumed that once they reached Qingyu Stockade, she would leave on her own. The opposite had happened.
"That has nothing to do with you. I only want to see what kind of Body Integration Realm demon beast Daoist Xiang hunted. If possible, I'm willing to buy it." The green-gauze woman's gaze passed right over Wang Yan and settled on Lu Xiaotian. Wang Yan had been deferential to her the whole way, but she thought little of him. His strength was near the bottom among Body Integration Realm cultivators. She had seen plenty of cultivators like him within the palace gates; few of them ever amounted to anything.
"What kind of Body Integration Realm demon beast are you looking for?" Lu Xiaotian asked in return.
"Do you have whatever kind I want?" The green-gauze woman furrowed her brows, unwilling to play guessing games with Lu