"Uh! Not good!" Li Xiaoya cried inwardly. His figure blurred, and he vanished from the lake's surface in an instant. He was not afraid of those two mortals, but he was stark naked. His clothes had long since been destroyed inside the Demon-Sealing Grand Array, so he casually cast an invisibility spell and left.
Only the old man and the youngster remained by the river, arguing endlessly.
First things first, I need to find some clothes! With that thought, Li Xiaoya reached the shore in an instant. Sweeping his divine sense across the surroundings, he discovered a small village several miles away and dashed toward it.
The village was small, with only a dozen or so households. Outside one little courtyard, a woman of about thirty had just finished hanging out the laundry and was about to carry her wooden basin inside. Suddenly, she felt a gentle breeze brush past, and a heavy piece of silver appeared in the basin.
"Huh?" The woman stared at the silver in disbelief and reached out to touch it.
"Ah!" she shrieked, then hurried into the house in a panic. What she did not know was that several pieces of the laundry she had just hung out had already disappeared.
The culprit was already several miles away, changing behind a tree. Naturally, it was Li Xiaoya. After making a circuit of the village, he had found that only this household had suitable clothes, so he had used the Wind-Riding Art to take a set, leaving the woman a silver ingot in return. He had acquired that silver back when he first went up Divine Path Mountain and had kept it in his Storage Pouch ever since rather than throwing it away. To an Immortal Cultivator, silver was utterly useless. The incident frightened the woman