Lu Xueqi (57)

At her reminder, Su Han felt hunger in his belly as well.

Though cultivators could go without food, it did not mean they had no need to eat at all. Especially after great exertion, food was an important way to replenish one's vital energy.

"Let's go downstairs and get something to eat. We can also see if there's any news," Su Han said, rising to his feet.

"Sure!" Bi Yao exclaimed happily, hopping down from the bed.

Su Han walked next door and gently knocked on the door.

A moment later, the door opened, and Lu Xueqi was already standing behind it.

She had bathed and changed as well, still dressed in white with a veil covering her face. The tips of her hair were slightly damp, and a faint fragrance clung to her body. She had clearly just finished meditating.

"Senior Sister Lu, shall we go downstairs for a vegetarian meal?" Su Han asked.

Lu Xueqi nodded.

The three went downstairs and found a quiet table in a corner of the inn's main hall.

They ordered several light dishes and a pot of tea.

There were quite a few guests in the hall. Several tables of wandering martial artists were talking loudly among themselves.

Su Han and the other two listened carefully, hoping to glean some useful information.

At first, it was mostly trivial martial-world gossip, sect grudges, or tales from merchants.

Then, at a neighboring table, several people dressed like traveling traders lowered their voices and began discussing something strange.

"Did you hear? Old Wang's place in the west of the city has been haunted these past few days!"

"Really? This is Heyang City, right under the Son of Heaven's feet. Things like that happen here too?"

"It's absolutely true! Old Wang said it himself. He got up