Fortunately, before Chu Feng set out this time, Sister Wan’er and Aunt Zi had given him some spirit stones. Even so, five hundred spirit stones still made his heart ache!
Just then, a middle-aged man walked over and said to Chu Feng, “Young man, judging by the way you were bargaining just now, this is your first time here?”
“That’s right. But how could you tell it’s my first time just from me haggling?”
Chu Feng said miserably, still not recovered from the pain of losing five hundred spirit stones.
“Young man, this is Human-Demon City. The conflict between humans and demons isn’t so easily resolved. The more expensive inns usually have powerful experts backing them. Neither the demon race nor the human race would dare cause trouble there. A large portion of the spirit stones goes to paying tribute to those protecting experts, so higher prices are only natural.”
The middle-aged man explained.
“I see.”
Chu Feng nodded. That reason he could accept. But what the man said next stabbed him right in the heart.
“However, this inn is an exception. It’s just ripping customers off. Inns that truly have powerful experts backing them aren’t nearly this expensive.”
“…….”
Chu Feng clutched his chest and swallowed down a mouthful of blood. Then what was the point of all that you just said?!
“But there are advantages to being expensive. The intelligence network of this inn is first-rate. Most of the people who stay here come to gather information.”
The middle-aged man took out a sheet of paper covered in densely packed writing. Chu Feng glanced at it. He recognized the characters, but not many of them.
“Right now, the most famous figure among the younger generation in the cultivation world is probably the Moonlight Sword Fairy’s new disciple, Chu Feng. I heard that on the black market, the demonic faction has put out a bounty. Ten billion spirit stones for capturing Chu Feng alive, plus a hundred high-grade magic treasures.”
The middle-aged man said exaggeratedly.
“What?!”
Chu Feng was stunned. Overnight, his worth had skyrocketed to such an extent! What should he do… he was almost tempted himself.
“Tsk tsk, that kid’s probably in for some bad luck. Both the righteous and demonic factions are searching for him now. Compared to Chu Feng, I’m more optimistic about Li Jiuyue, who recently emerged. He’s a once-in-a-generation prodigy in the cultivation world. He not only grasps two kinds of sword intent, but is proficient with every type of weapon. He’s also skilled in formations, talismans, artifact forging, and alchemy. A walking cultivation encyclopedia, you could say. With only First-Rank cultivation, he’s already being treated as an honored guest by many factions.”
The middle-aged man praised.
Hold it right there!!
The more Chu Feng listened, the more something felt off.
Hearing about this Li Jiuyue reminded him of some shepherd guy, equally omniscient and omnipotent. But the later parts were unbearably dull, like rowing a boat in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. He hadn’t had the patience to finish it, and to this day he didn’t know whether that guy ever found his sheep.
Could this Li Jiuyue be the same kind of show-off king as that shepherd? Even their names were almost identical. Just the number was different.
After parting with the middle-aged man, Chu Feng returned to his room to wait. He took out a paper crane. Sister Wan’er had told him that as long as he spoke the words “I like Sister Tiantian the most” to the crane, it would work.
He couldn’t understand why it had to be that sentence.
Chu Feng cleared his throat and said to the paper crane, “I like Sister Tiantian the most.”
As his words fell, the paper crane glowed faintly, lifted into the air, and finally flew out through the window.
All that remained now was to wait.
Chu Feng chose to meditate to pass the time. He could cultivate while waiting, killing two birds with one stone.
***
In Human-Demon City, beneath a certain tree, a burly man was engaged in a rather explosive scene with a tigress…
If it were a human, the reaction would be: “A person at the very least… shouldn’t,” followed by reluctant understanding and respect.
But judging from the aura emanating from the burly man, he was not human but a member of the demon race.
The burly man smacked the tigress on the rear and laughed. “Haha, not bad at all. Today I’ve gained another beloved consort!”
Just as he was thoroughly enjoying himself, moving so fast it was like striking three times in a second, leaving only afterimages….a paper crane flew over.
“The Empress’s aura!”
“Spare me, Your Majesty!” The burly man was instantly shocked and dropped to his knees.
Because not long ago, the Empress had just declared that even demons must have a sense of shame. Those who had yet to take human form could be excused, as their intelligence was not fully awakened. But once transformed, they were forbidden from mating openly in public!
He found it strange. Previously, the Empress had never interfered in such matters.
But recently, it had been explicitly prohibited. Especially within the Demon Capital. A strict decree had been enforced: if caught, only one word awaited them…..castration.
Protector Zhu couldn’t hold himself back. He took a fancy to a rather delicate-looking *** and right there on the street he…
Then Protector Zhu was castrated by the Empress. The large group of stunning *** in his harem fled the moment they heard the news.
From that day on, in his vast cavern estate, only he remained. A lonely, solitary pig.
The burly man cautiously raised his head and realized the Empress herself had not appeared….only a paper crane. He let out a long breath of relief. His prized asset was safe.
“So he’s arrived.”
Catching the paper crane, the burly man understood that the human the Empress wanted had reached the city. He dared not delay in the slightest. The Empress had said that once this human was located, he must be delivered overnight. If he dared to waste even a moment, he would be sent to keep Protector Zhu company.
Abandoning his newly acquired beloved consort, the burly man hurried off without pause toward the location marked by the paper crane.
***
Very good, very good!
If one were to ask Chu Feng how he felt right now, the answer would be refreshed and invigorated. The Nine-Pattern Sword Foundation within him emitted a faint five-colored glow. Normally, sword foundations were white, but his was somewhat different.
After his last battle with that person from Yaochi Holy Land, he discovered that the five-colored light could gather in his eyes.
If that was the case, why couldn’t he channel the five-colored light into his sword foundation as well? Well, perhaps “channel” wasn’t the most accurate word, but the effect he meant was the same.
The moment he decided, he acted. Chu Feng mobilized the Sky-Mending Stone within his dantian. It took tremendous effort just to draw out a single wisp, which he then infused into his sword foundation. Instantly, the originally pure white sword foundation was dyed with five-colored hues.
Letting his originally white sword foundation take on his own colors, though they were all his to begin with, somehow gave him a strange sense of… guilt?
Now it matched the five-colored sword qi nurtured within the sword foundation. His obsessive tendencies were ecstatic. Otherwise, with one being dazzlingly multicolored and the other completely white, the contrast had been far too jarring.
Just as Chu Feng was thinking, I’m such a damn genius, the door suddenly vanished!
To be precise, it was blasted to pieces.
Boom!
The explosion instantly jolted Chu Feng awake. Opening his eyes, he saw a tall, burly man striding toward him in just a few long steps.
“Haha! You’re Chu Feng, right!”
The burly man’s eyes lit up the moment he saw him.
Not good! My identity’s been exposed!
Just as Chu Feng was about to activate his backup plan, ready to make a run for it—
The burly man continued, “Her Majesty sent me to pick you up. Come with me.”
“Her Majesty?” Chu Feng froze for a moment and asked, “You mean the Demon Empress?”
“Exactly! Her Majesty usually calls me Protector Hu. You can call me that as well,” Protector Hu said.
Seeing that his escort… or rather, the tiger escort had arrived, Chu Feng followed him out.
Only after stepping outside did he realize the place was in complete disarray. Tables and chairs lay shattered everywhere. The fifth-rank cultivator Chu Feng had seen standing behind the waiter earlier now had his head embedded in the wall, his legs sticking straight out.
In Demon City, killing was forbidden, but fighting was not.
At that moment, Chu Feng’s gaze fell on the waiter trembling beneath the counter. Oh my, how the tides had turned. Just moments ago, this waiter had been so smug, wearing that cheap, sneering expression at him.
“Protector Hu, please wait for me a moment.”
Chu Feng rolled up his sleeves.
When the waiter saw the young man he had just taken advantage of walking toward him, he cried out in terror, “Wait! Y-You, what are you doing!? This is, this is—ahhh!!!”
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