Keep Her Here
After leaving All Under Heaven Pavilion, Sang Ying wandered around Golden Sea City for a long time, taking many turns.
It wasn't until Jiang Zhuoxue spoke that the last two people who were with you left.
She hid in a corner, changed her appearance, and then very discreetly returned to the courtyard she had previously rented.
It was already late, and Green Vine, who had been left behind to watch the house, was lazily basking in the moonlight.
Upon seeing them return, Green Vine happily rushed to Sang Ying's side, affectionately and playfully cuddling with her.
Sang Ying forced herself to play with it for a while, fed it the pastries she had bought from outside, and then went back to her room to sit down and rest.
Jiang Zhuoxue then took out the invitations he had previously hidden and showed them to Sang Ying.
"The Gong Household is quite clever. Dragon-Slaying Grand Assembly in Yao Zhou, not Spirit Prefecture, nor Qing Zhou." He scoffed, his tone full of malice towards the Gong Household.
Sang Ying asked, puzzled, "What do you mean by this, Senior? Is there something wrong with Spirit Prefecture and Qing Zhou?"
"Of course not. Spirit Prefecture is governed by the Azure Feather Sect and the Jimo Household. They only ever do business and have a firm grip on the entire Spirit Prefecture. They won't allow anyone else to make any big moves on their territory."
"Although Qing Zhou is the location of the Gong Household clan, the real person in charge is Ten Thousand Daos Born. Most of the people in that sect are fools who cling to morality. If they knew what the Gong Household had done, they would be doing a great favor by not snatching that dragon back and releasing it. Naturally, they would not allow them to do such a thing in Qing Zhou."
Although Jiang Zhuoxue's language towards the Ten Thousand Daos Born sect was still very impolite, Sang Ying could tell that he had very little ill will towards the sect.
"Only Yao Zhou, occupied by the Mara Gate, is the most chaotic place in the Immortal Spirit Realm. As long as the Gong Household can afford the price, let alone slaying dragons in Yao Zhou, even setting up a formation to sacrifice people alive in Yao Zhou, they won't ask any questions as long as it doesn't harm the interests of the Mara Gate."
As Jiang Zhuoxue spoke, a cold glint appeared in her eyes.
Sang Ying nodded. After hearing what he said, Sang Ying gained some understanding of the three states and three major sects of the Immortal Spirit Realm.
She actually developed some interest in Ten Thousand Daos Born, whom Jiang Zhuoxue described as a "fool."
If possible, Sang Ying wouldn't mind visiting Wan Ten Thousand Daos Born.
Perhaps the dragon-slaying event is too important, requiring a great deal of preparation. The start time of the grand event, as stated in this post, is set for one month from now.
Sang Ying considered the distance between the two places and then said, "In that case, we can set off for Yao Zhou as soon as possible to make some preparations there."
Jiang Zhuoxue tilted her head. "Why are you in such a hurry, little cultivator? I haven't even said I wanted to go yet."
Why would he waste 80,000 Spirit Crystal? Would he even be happy doing that?
Sang Ying didn't understand what kind of trouble he was up to this time, and simply said, "Then just say the word whenever you want to go, senior."
After all, the other party had helped her repair her Dantian and opened her Qi Vortex. Given such a great favor, Sang Ying didn't mind helping the other party out without harming herself.
After they finished talking, seeing that it was getting late, Sang Ying escorted Jiang Zhuoxue back to his room.
Jiang Zhuoxue returned to her room and slowly swam to her bed, quietly curling herself up into a ball.
He recalled Sang Ying's words earlier and suddenly felt a pang of jealousy towards the dragon.
When the young dragon was born and everyone held Dragon-Slaying Grand Assembly, the news spread much further than it does now. But even so, only Ten Thousand Daos Born was willing to say a few words in his defense, while not a single Sang Ying was willing to risk her frail body to save him.
For some reason, Jiang Zhuoxue suddenly recalled the feeling of his wrist being wrapped around Sang Ying's wrist, the warmth of her Human Race slowly spreading throughout his body.
He tucked his tail back, as if the warmth of the Sang Ying still lingered on it.
I really want to keep this person here forever... Perhaps, this Shared Fate Gu within me doesn't need to be removed?
In a well-decorated premium room at an inn in Golden Sea City, Cui Shu looked at the two servants kneeling at his feet, and his expression slowly became complicated.
"Are you sure that female cultivator had the Floating River Sword and went into the All Under Heaven Pavilion?" Cui Shu asked again.
The two servants immediately replied, "Yes, sir, and the manager who All Under Heaven Pavilion seemed quite familiar with her, and his attitude was very respectful!"
Cui Shu narrowed his eyes, trying hard to recall the situation of the Jimo Clan members.
"I recall that no girls have been born in this generation of the Jimo Household?" He asked with a hint of doubt, as the two servants had spoken with such certainty, and he was certain that they would not dare to betray him.
One of the kneeling figures said, "Perhaps the Jimo Household head is worried that revealing his daughter will attract the attention of those with ulterior motives? Hasn't it been rumored that the Jimo Household head has always longed for a daughter?"
That's true. The Jimo Household has some kind of problem; for generations, they've only had male members, with very few girls. A few baby girls were born before, and they were all treated like precious jewels.
The former patriarch's sister was in the same situation, but she was unlucky and was targeted by the Jimo Household's mortal enemy, losing her life at a young age.
Enraged, the Jimo Household immediately mobilized their entire clan to annihilate their mortal enemy's entire clan. This allowed the Jimo Household to completely bring the entire Spirit Prefecture under their control.
Thinking about this, Cui Shu suddenly realized that his servant's guess might be the truth.
"Hmph, then I'll let that female cultivator go for now. But you must continue to keep an eye on her. If I find out that she's deceiving me, I'll make sure she dies a horrible death!" Cui Shu exerted a little force with his right hand, and a Spirit Stone was crushed to pieces.
Meanwhile, a master and servant were discussing Sang Ying.
That was the shopkeeper who had met Sang Ying earlier that day.
He initially didn't know what trouble Sang Ying had gotten into, but simply reported the matter to his master as usual.
Upon hearing this, the man couldn't help but laugh, and then told his loyal servant what had happened at the auction.
The shopkeeper suddenly realized, "So that's how it is! That young lady is trying to use the influence of our Jimo Household to avoid Cui Shu! No wonder she even sent a thank-you gift."
"What kind of thank-you gift is it?" The man opposite him toyed with a piece of jade, his slender hands covered with scars—most of which were from forging swords.
The shopkeeper hurriedly took out the jade box that Sang Ying had given him, but as soon as he opened it, the blast of cold air that hit him startled him.
After seeing what was inside the box, the shopkeeper couldn't help but gasp.
"What, is it something extraordinary?" The man had naturally heard the shopkeeper's commotion and suddenly became interested.
The shopkeeper hurriedly replied, though his voice trembled slightly. "Master, it's a ten- Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Lotus!"
He deliberately lowered his voice, but the other person still heard him clearly.
The man paused in his handling of the jade, then couldn't help but laugh, "I underestimated this young lady. I thought we were the ones who suffered a loss."
If he had only shown some interest in Sang Ying, now he was completely looking up to her.
"Master, shall we accept this Ice Lotus?" The shopkeeper felt a bit overwhelmed, after all, the items up for auction were only a Thousand-Year Ice Lotus.
The man smiled, "Why not accept it? Exchanging a ten- Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Lotus for the identity of the eldest daughter of the Jimo Household, she wouldn't be at a loss!"
The shopkeeper's eyes widened. Did his master mean he wanted to acknowledge this younger sister as his own?!
"Hiss~ You found a daughter for the head of the family, does your father know?" the shopkeeper thought to himself.