Su Yueli looked away, but as long as the other party didn't come over, there was no need to worry too much.
Perhaps, they will let it go because this is just a convoy.
The convoy continued to move forward on the plain outside the city.
After traveling for about a quarter of an hour, the surrounding view became wider and wider.
At this moment, a faint spiritual light suddenly lit up in the middle of the road ahead, and a young man with an arrogant face suddenly stood in the middle of the road, blocking the way.
"There's a situation! Show me your tricks!"
The faces of the fourth and fifth realm warriors walking at the front changed, and they became nervous instantly. They all drew out their swords and surrounded the carriage.
Su Yueli also followed the crowd and walked up quickly, but when her eyes fell on the black robe with blue clouds on the other side, her cold eyes suddenly shrank.
inner disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect.
It turns out that these guys have already set up pockets outside the city and are guarding them here.
Myriad Commerce's Steward Lin's face turned pale, and he trotted forward bravely. He was about to ask who was blocking the road, but when he took a look at the robe that symbolized the Xianjia sect, his legs went weak on the spot, and even his spine bent instantly.
"Immortal, Master Immortal!"
Steward Lin hurriedly bowed and cupped his hands, and explained with a smile on his face, "I am the steward of Myriad Commerce. Today, I was ordered by the master to escort our young master and a batch of mundane goods back to Blackwater City."
He said, pointing behind him. "These ten warriors are paid by the villain to take care of the chores along the way. I don't dare to disturb the immortal master. I wonder what the immortal master is doing by stopping us?"
The young monk Azure Cloud Sect frowned and looked very cold.
He didn't pay attention to Steward Lin's flattery at all, but moved Spiritual Power in his body with some disgust, and Divine Sense casually took a look around the gorgeous carriage in the middle.
The young man in brocade clothes in the carriage was trembling with fear at this moment. There was no Spiritual Power fluctuation of a practitioner in his whole body. He was indeed a worldly mortal.
Immediately afterwards, he used Spiritual Power to scan the dozen or so carriages behind them. The black cloths inside were indeed all filled with secular medicinal materials and cloth, and there was no smell of fairy spiritual objects.
"Okay, Steward Lin, right? Look after your people." The young man withdrew his gaze and waved his hand.
Steward Lin was relieved, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and thanked her repeatedly.
Then he turned around and walked back towards the convoy, signaling everyone to put away their weapons and prepare to continue their journey.
Following Su Yueli on one side of the motorcade, the heart that was almost in his throat fell back into his stomach at this moment.
Secretly he breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that Myriad Treasures Trading House's foolproof VIP room defensive spiritual array is really useful. These immortal cultivators of the Azure Cloud Sect have not only been unable to figure out the details of the VIP in Room 8 so far.
He couldn't even figure out whether the opponent was an immortal cultivator or a secular warrior, so he could only use Divine Sense to search for the aura of high-level monks outside the city.
"It got over in a fool's errand, but it saved us a lot of trouble." Su Yueli thought to himself and followed the team to move on.
However, at the moment when Steward Lin had just walked back to the carriage, the whole team was preparing to pull the wheel again.
The Azure Cloud Sect young monk behind him suddenly seemed to remember something. He frowned suddenly, swayed, and stopped in front of everyone again, shouting coldly:
"Wait! Everyone, stop for me!"
Steward Lin stiffened and turned his head with some stuttering. "Xian, Master Xian, do you have any other instructions?"
The young monk's face was gloomy, and his eyes scanned the entire convoy. "Take out all the belongings you carry, including the baggage and Storage Bag hidden in your arms, carried on your back, and inspect them all!"
Boom!
When these words fell into Su Yueli's ears, they were like a thunderclap.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she secretly thought something was wrong.
Inside her Storage Bag, there is the Mountain-Shattering Heavenbreaker Force she just bought at the auction, as well as the fragments!
If this was revealed by the immortal cultivator in front of her, her identity as the mysterious guest in Room 8 would be exposed on the spot.
There is no second possibility.
Su Yueli's right hand, hidden under the long sleeve of the blue and white dress, was instantly clasped on the handle of Little Black Fist Blade, ready to kill at any time.
At this time, when they heard that they were going to look through their personal belongings, the few Fifth Realm rough warriors next to them suddenly started to grumble in displeasure.
"Master Immortal, we are all responsible for escorting carriages. We only have a few foot wipes and dry food, and we don't even have much private money. It is not appropriate to check our belongings..."
"I have the final say whether it's appropriate or not!"
The young monk suddenly showed a stern look on his face and snorted coldly.
In an instant, a tyrannical pressure belonging to the cultivators crashed down on the avenue, and the surrounding air seemed to be heavier than a thousand pounds at this moment.
The few secular warriors who were no more than the fourth and fifth realms suddenly turned pale, and were a little out of breath under the Spiritual Power pressure. Their legs were trembling and they almost fell to their knees on the ground.
Faced with the disparity between immortals and mortals, they have no right to reason.
"Don't waste time! Take it out!" the young man shouted sternly.
When the warriors around him saw this, they all looked aggrieved and helpless.
But in the face of the immortal master's life and death threat, privacy is as worthless as a footcloth.
Everyone could only admit that they were unlucky, and honestly took off the baggage from their waists and the money bags hidden in their arms, and handed them over one after another.
The young monk stepped forward and used Spiritual Power to shake away the burdens of these mortals one by one.
Scattered inside were all mundane pieces of silver, dry food, a few shabby secular boxing books, or some cheap herbs used to stop bleeding.
He checked it roughly with Divine Sense, shook his head, his eyes full of disgust.
It's all commonplace garbage.
"It's weird... could it be that that bastard really sneaked under your nose?"
The young monk gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, feeling very irritable.
The elders were anxiously waiting for the jelly grass to renew their lives, and True Spirit Fragment, Elder Han had given them death orders to keep an eye on all suspicious people coming out of the city and not let go of any clues.
While thinking, his eyes moved back among the crowd.
Finally, his eyes stopped on the last person who had not yet been examined.
It was a young woman wearing a green and white dress and holding a simple green jade hairpin.
Faced with his previous terrifying pressure, although the woman's face turned pale, her cold eyes were staring at him from beginning to end without moving away even an inch.
The moment their eyes met, Su Yueli, whose expression remained unchanged in the VIP room, could feel the accelerating heartbeat in his chest.
"You, the last one."
The young monk Azure Cloud Sect raised his finger and pointed coldly at Su Yueli:
"Take out your baggage and the things you carry with you. Don't let me talk nonsense. Do you understand?"
For a moment, the eyes of all the surrounding warriors and Steward Lin all fell on Su Yueli.