vstars Chapter 386 A Poor Guy Strolls Through Xingyu City
Chapter 386 A Poor Guy Strolls Through Xingyu City
A cave on the edge of a cliff in the Mofeng Mountains.
"Grandfather, Grandmaster, shall we go to Xingyu City tomorrow?" Wenwen asked.
Three days have passed since I arrived here.
On the first night, Wen Qilin and Master Zhou successfully broke through to the late stage of the fifth level of Qi Refining.
The next day, Wen Yuanqian broke through to the fifth level of Qi Refining, followed by Wen Qikang and Yao Changhao, and finally Wen Chengxi and Wen Chengfeng.
At this point, all the male members of the Wen family, who were the main force during the exile, had reached the fifth level of Qi Refining. What they lacked now was practical combat skills.
When there are no other cultivators to fight, they can only practice against demonic beasts.
So on the third day, everyone searched for monsters in the mountains and killed them if they encountered them.
Whether it was a group fight or a one-on-one duel, everyone went on a killing spree in the mountains that day.
It wasn't until it was completely dark and everyone was exhausted that they returned to the cave, at which point Wenwen asked this question.
“Going there is fine,” Wen Yuanqian said.
"Didn't Old Dragon say it would only take an hour or two? Let's go." The Grandmaster nodded in agreement.
The next morning, before dawn, the group sat on the old dragon's back and set off for Xingyu City.
High in the air, with nothing else to do, Wenwen asked, "Uncle Long, may I ask you a few questions? Will it interfere with your flight?"
The reason for this question is that there is a saying in the mortal world: Do not talk to the driver while driving.
Therefore, it's best to respect the driver and ask.
"It's alright, feel free to ask me any questions. However, I don't know much, since I've only been there twice," Old Long said modestly.
Wenwen quickly patted Long on the back, "Having been there twice is still better than us. Grandpa Long is indeed Grandpa Long, amazing!"
"Sigh—" The old dragon seemed to enjoy this flattery.
"Uncle Long, to which country or continent does Xingyu City belong?"
Old Dragon: "......"
I didn't expect the first question to be so tricky, but luckily Lao Long actually knew the answer.
"It's neither a country nor a continent. The three immortal cities of Lanyue City, Xingyu City, and Qingfeng City were built around the Sub-Rock Sea. Since ancient times, they have never had a unified name, and over time they have simply been called by the names of the cities."
"As far as I know, there is a very wide forest of monsters around Ciyan Sea," the old dragon said.
"It's great to have a monster forest; we can hunt monsters and exchange them for spirit stones!" Wen Chengfeng was very happy.
"Don't be too happy yet. The monsters over there are different from those here. They attack the city from time to time," the old dragon rebuked the young man.
"Is this what they call a beast tide?" Wenwen asked.
"Yes, beast tides occur every now and then, and if there is no preparation, the casualties will be heavy."
"Oh, that seems quite dangerous." Wen Chengfeng fell silent instantly.
"Uncle Long, are those three cities close to each other? What is the highest cultivation level among them?" Wenwen asked.
"It's not close; it would take half a day to fly there in a regular aircraft."
Old Dragon paused for a moment, then continued, "The city is divided into several areas, including the mortal realm and the cultivator realm. Among the cultivators are independent cultivators and some Qi Refining families, but it is possible that some families have Foundation Establishment cultivators. I don't know the specifics, since I haven't been there many times."
"Hey, it really sounds just like what's described in the book. I'm even more curious now." Wen Chengfeng instantly became lively again.
Then, everyone asked Lao Long for information about the various cities.
Old Long was also very open and honest, speaking his mind freely and revealing everything like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.
Time passed by in the midst of casual conversation. Old Dragon descended and reminded everyone, "We're almost there."
At the beginning of Chen Shi (7-9 AM), they arrived at Xingyu City.
When they saw the Xingyu City wall, which was nearly 100 meters high, everyone's mouths formed an "O" shape.
This city wall is too high. The city walls of the mortal world are insignificant in comparison. They are simply not worthy of mention and cannot be compared at all.
To enter Xingyu City, you must pay a city fee.
The cultivator pays one spirit stone.
Mortals exchange ten spirit pearls.
Wenwen only had one hundred spirit stones in her pocket, which she had exchanged with the Chu family last time. She had traded them all for demonic beasts, spirit fruits, spirit plants, and spirit herbs from the Yanqian Mountains. After exchanging for spirit beast bags and spirit stones, the supplies in their storage rings were basically empty. If they hadn't made up for the deficit later in Qiwahai and Mofeng Mountain, they would have been left with nothing.
In other words, their team of twelve people only had a total of one hundred spirit stones, which was less than ten spirit stones per person.
These spirit stones had already been distributed in mid-air. Wenwen kept twelve spirit stones, and the others each received eight.
After paying the entrance fee, the group followed the flow of people into the city.
Many shops had already opened, and there were quite a few pedestrians on the street.
"Little sister, look, that sword costs ninety spirit stones, it's so expensive!"
Wen Chengbin suddenly pointed to a sword hanging in front of a shop on the roadside and said.
But his voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of several fairies in front of the shop.
A woman dressed in pink suddenly turned her head and glared at Wen Chengbin, saying sarcastically, "Pah, you poor wretch who doesn't know what's good for him."
Oh! What an unexpected disaster?
Seeing that the other party was a woman, Wen Chengbin didn't know how to refute her. He was very helpless. He turned to look at Wen Chengjian, then at Wen Wen, and said aggrievedly.
"Big brother, little sister, she said I'm a poor wretch."
"Second brother, we are indeed very poor." After saying that, Wen Chengjian quickly took a few steps to distance himself from him.
Wenwen suppressed a laugh and gritted her teeth, saying, "Second brother, he didn't say anything wrong."
After saying that, Wenwen ran to catch up with the person in front of her.
It was agreed that for the first hour after entering the city, everyone would only observe and not buy or sell, to get a feel for the market before making a move.
The main problem is that I really don't have any spirit stones. The few spirit stones I have in my pocket aren't even enough to fill a tooth gap.
I just passed by a breakfast shop, and their sign said that a bowl of spirit rice and shredded chicken porridge with a side dish of spirit vegetables costs ten spirit stones.
So this whole group of people can't even afford a bowl of meat porridge? What else could they be but paupers?
The further we went in, the more tempting the aromas from these breakfast shops became, and without anyone noticing, everyone's stomachs started growling.
Wenwen clutched her stomach and pulled the two elderly people in front of her, "Grandfather, Grandmaster, let's go to another street. This is a food street. The food here isn't good. Let's go."
"Puch-"
An untimely sneer rang out, "Who says it's not tasty? A poor wretch is a poor wretch, what excuses do you have? Coward!"
"So poor they're practically penniless, yet they still go shopping."
"I really don't know what to say."
Wenwen turned her head and saw that it was the same woman in pink. Was this fairy crazy? She kept saying that people were poor. Was she rich? Was she stupid or what? Did this group of people look easy to bully?
Enough is enough! Wenwen, without further ado, turned and glared angrily, her tone unfriendly: "This fairy, have we had a grudge? You keep calling me a poor wretch, are you from a poor background? Is that all you can say?"
“You…” the woman in pink retorted, “You’re a pauper, you’re all paupers.”
"Who are you calling a poor wretch?" Wenwen took a step closer to her, her aura no less imposing, and calmly asked again, "Who are you calling a poor wretch?"
"I'm talking about you, you poor wretch!" the woman in pink shouted angrily.
"Puch-"
"Hahaha, that's hilarious. Fairy Ma still can't understand human language."
"Shh, stop laughing, or the Ma family will retaliate."
"Bah! Isn't Xingyu City under the Ma family's control? What's there to be afraid of?"
The onlookers began to whisper among themselves.
Just then, an angry shout came from afar.
"Who's causing trouble?"