Succumbing to Demonic Corruption

"She's the former master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's newest and final disciple."

Bian Chunchou stared in astonishment. "You can recognize her from that far away? Wen Xu-Xu, your ability to listen to the wind really has improved! Oh, so she's the one..." The A-Yu Scumbag Zhou can't stop thinking about.

He couldn't help taking another look. Then he noticed a woman beside the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's young martial aunt. She looked awfully familiar. Cultivators had good memories, but he couldn't place her.

"Forget it. Let's go browse the market at the foot of the mountain. We're not bringing Chen Zui-Zui."

Wen Xu didn't point out that Chen Zui had gone to find someone to practice swordplay with early that morning and wasn't on the peak at all.

Compared with the previous two days, the market at the foot of the mountain was much quieter. The Five Sects Assembly was drawing to a close, and by now it had become a battlefield for heaven's favored talents. Most of the Rogue Cultivators below the mountain had already headed home. Those still running stalls were selling either odds and ends no one wanted or expensive goods priced too high.

They had come because Wen Xu remembered he wanted to bring his master some spirit wine. He had ordered some from a wine shop on his last trip to Four Directions City, but the selection had been limited, and his master had probably tried them all before. He hoped to find other varieties at the market, preferably ones rich in spiritual energy.

Wen Xu counted up his savings. He could afford spirit wine even if it was a little pricey.

The moment Bian Chunchou heard they were buying wine for the Divine Dragon, there was no way he would miss out. He insisted