Dragon Creek City-Aohai Cui

The Ao Kingdom had a great river that flowed from west to east through all four seasons, its waves never ceasing. It was called the Dragon Creek River. At its end stood a vast city: Dragon Creek City.

Dragon Creek City was neither the Ao Kingdom Capital nor a provincial seat, yet its immense scale rivaled any great city, even the Bian Kingdom's capital.

After resting for a night, Zhang Yuan slipped into the city. He had barely taken a few steps when two figures stopped him. More precisely, the smaller figure blocked his path, forcing the person behind her to stop as well.

With a stiff smile, Chen Qinkuai cupped his hands. "Immortal Master..."

Chen Xinqiao said, "Hello."

Somewhat surprised, Zhang Yuan asked, "What are you doing here?"

He had used [Golden Chariot] to take them somewhere safe and had paid them no further attention.

Both had working hands and feet, and Chen Xinqiao had already reached Outer Dao Qi Refining. Even in the bitter cold of the twelfth lunar month, they would hardly freeze or starve to death.

He had not expected them to come to Dragon Creek City instead of leaving for distant lands, much less run into him here.

Chen Qinkuai replied, "Immortal Master, I have an ancestral residence in Dragon Creek City, so I thought I would bring Xinqiao here to make a living."

Zhang Yuan raised an eyebrow.

Every inch of land in Dragon Creek City was worth its weight in gold. Even houses on its outermost fringes cost a considerable sum. Who would have thought Chen Qinkuai's ancestors had been so capable?

Zhang Yuan offered a reminder. "Then do you know that the Wang Household, which wants to capture Xinqiao, is right here in the city?"

Coming to Dragon Creek City was little