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Just as Ruo Yu said, Zhongli City is a big city, and its prosperity and splendor is completely incomparable[1] from the previous Lutai Town or Wang Xian Town. Just looking at the towering city buildings, with a magnificent style, built with huge green stones. A wide avenue stretches out from behind the city gates, flanked by various types of residential buildings and pavilions with flying eaves that look like wings spread out.

The city is bustling with people, giving it a different kind of bustling scene. Ling Long and Zhong Min Yan are both new to this kind of scenery, and everything is new and interesting. The two of them couldn’t stay idle, and had run away long ago. Finally, it took Ruo’Yu half a day to dig them out from the crowd of people surrounding the jugglers on the street.

“That guy is amazing! What kind of kung fu is he practicing?” Ling Long is excited and points at the artist who is climbing a wall of knives and repeatedly asks Ruo’Yu.

Ruo’Yu just laughed, “It’s just an act, It’s not real.”

“You can’t say that.” Zhong Minyan said that as he touched his chin, staring at the man climbing the knife wall. The knives are all shining, not like fake ones. “Master said that there are many people with different abilities, but I can’t believe there is one like this. If I can learn such kung fu without fear of swords and spears, I’m sure I’ll gain a lot.”

Ruo’Yu simply laughed bitterly, and Yu Si Feng, who was sitting next to him, laughed too. The long, skinny man who had just climbed the Mountain of Blades was beating his gong, demanding money and selling his so-called ancestral recipes, such as the Golden Core Pills, and the like.

Zhong Minyan and Linglong believed it, one of them paid for some, while asking the man for the secret of invulnerability to swords and spears, the three of them were shaking their heads and talking enthusiastically.

When Yu Sifeng turned his head, he suddenly found Xuanji stopped in front of a two-story house, staring at the rooftops of the house. She was dressed in a white spring dress, with silver embroidered edges, and a bun pulled at the back of her head, with a pair of yellow beads and flowers in it, which made her look even more pale and beautiful. It was a pity that she had no idea how beautiful she was, as everyone who passed by stopped to look at her.

“What are you looking at?” Yu Sifeng went over to her and asked her softly.

Xuanji returned to her senses and played with the little braids hanging on her chest, saying, “I think I have seen this kind of house before.”

It seems that there should be several more tiers of that kind of upturned eaves, spreading out one after another, with layers of greenery. There was a brass wind chime hanging below, which would make a crisp sound when the wind blew. The beast[2] squatting on the eaves has its mouth wide open all day long, occasionally sneaking down to laze when it gets tired.

For some reason, she was familiar with this sight, but couldn’t remember where she had seen it before.

She probably didn’t know how appealing she looked while immersed deep in her thoughts, but there were many people on the sidelines already looking for an opportunity to talk to her.

“This is the first time you’ve been to Zhongli City, isn’t it?” Sure enough, someone came over, and as soon as Xuanji turned her head, she saw a white-clothed gentleman, about twenty years old or so, with clear eyebrows and good looks, holding a fan in his hand on a cold day, smiling at her in a suave manner.

She blinked her eyes blankly, “Yes… uh.”

The man was delighted to see her willing to strike up a conversation with him, snapped the fan away and said archly, “In that case, it would be my honor to lead the way for Miss to enjoy the show? Oh, I forgot to identify myself, I am…”

But in the meantime, Xuanji said, “Do I know you?”

The man was dumbfounded, “Well…the girl and I will …”

“So you don’t know me either.” Xuanji looked at him steadily, “Then…you want to see me for something?”

“Uh… girl…”

He was stunned when Xuanji turned around and walked away, not even sparing him a glance. He was a gentleman of a noble family who spent his days wandering around the city’s flower streets, how could he have ever suffered indignity by a woman?

“Please stay, I am sincerely…”

“Oh, so you mean it, then?” A hideous Ashura mask appears in his line of sight, half crying and half laughing, which is eerie. The man was startled and took a few steps backwards, but unexpectedly bumped into another person, and when he looked back, he saw a handsome person smiling grimly at him. It was Zhong Minyan.

“What are you trying to do to my little sister? Zhong Minyan placed the newly bought Golden Core pills pouch in his hand and tossed them around, while Ling Long next to him also followed his example, staring at him with her arms folded.

The man who saw that she had these strange and fierce looking companions, so he just fumed and said nothing. Looked at the few followers he brought out, who were said to be highly skilled in martial arts. They were all crowded outside. Ruo’Yu had blocked them all with one hand and they could not get through.

He had to bow and clasp his fists, saying in fear, “I am Zhong Li City’s Fang Yizhen, and I salute you all.”

As soon as they heard him give his name, the people who had gathered to watch the excitement started an uproar, and one of them shouted, “So it’s the second son of Master Fang! No wonder you’re picking up girls on the street like this…”

Fang Yizhen’s face was so red and green that he couldn’t wait to find a crevice to burrow into and never come out again. Ruo’yu is a more prudent person, and handed those followers to Zhong Minyan and the others to stop them. He stepped forward and said softly, “Since Mister Fang is from a noble family and is so polite and courteous to us, we will be respectful. Then, please show us the way and let us enjoy the scenery of Zhong Li.”

He actually took advantage of the situation, willing to rely on this rich man. If this person wants to impress a girl, so let him impress them enough.

Fang Yizhen’s face looked more bitter than a bitter gourd, he was reluctant to accept, and dared not refuse. He could only nod obediently, bowed and said, “Then…everyone, please come with me…”

A rich man in the end is still a rich man. The carriage that was used, from top to bottom, even smells rich and imposing. The carriage is loaded with six of them, and they are more than comfortable, still with enough room.

Linglong and Xuanji don’t care anyway. The two of them just take fresh fruit and snacks from the small case and leave the hard work of threatening and forcing people to socialize to the men. Ling Long is even more familiar with the way of doing things, as if it were her own home, she pours herbal tea from a large white porcelain teapot next to her.

Fang Yizhen laments in his heart that he has provoked a bunch of devils for no reason, but he dares not say a word.

Seeing his panicked expression, Ruo’Yu smiled and said, “Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Fang. I would like to ask you to show me the way, where are we going?”

Fang Yizhen saw that although he was wearing a scary mask, his words were gentle and seemed harmless, so he relaxed a little and said, “It’s almost February, and everyone who comes to Zhongli City in February is to pray at the Gao Clan ancestral hall. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The scenery there is the best.”

As soon as Ling Long heard that, she asked, “Is it near Hongze Lake?”

When Fang Yizhen saw that she was a beautiful and radiant young woman, he couldn’t help but feel his heart racing. “The girl is right. She is really knowledgeable.”

How could Linglong know that he was trying to please her, using the old method of plucking flowers[3], she only heard praise and felt enchanted.

Yu Sifeng suddenly said, “I heard that the god worshipped at Gao’s ancestral hall is not an imaginary god, but a real immortal. Is this true?”

Fang Yizhen nodded and said, “This young hero knows things. The Gao Clan’s ancestral hall is dedicated to a woman, whose husband’s name is Gao, which is why she is called Gao. If someone in the city encounters suffering, as long as they sincerely go to the ancestral hall to pray, they will often see results the next day Therefore, the ancestral hall keeps burning incense. People who are even thousands of miles away heard about these miracles. The Gao girl was born in the second month of the lunar calendar, so every year in the second month the whole city would gather here to make an offering ceremony.”

Ruo’yu said, “Why don;t you worship her death anniversary? Is it true that every place has its own customs?”

Fang Yizhen, after talking to them, was gradually relieved of his fears and smiled, “What this warrior doesn’t know is that the woman of the Gao Clan has not yet passed away. Every year in February, a few young men who are destined for immortality will be chosen to serve her at this offering ceremony!”

“Wow, this is a great enjoyment…” Linglong swallowed her words in the middle of her sentence. Originally, she wanted to say that the goddess recruits a few young men every year to enjoy the “male” good fortune, but the people here have strong beliefs, so she hurriedly shut up.

Ruo’Yu and Sifeng looked at each other, and it is obvious that they have never heard of a “fairy” who recruits men to serve her.

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Translator Note: The words Cultivator/Immortal, and Immortal/Fairy are used interchangeably in this novel. Since all the Cultivators are cultivating to become immortal they refer to each other as Cultivator, but cultivating techniques are called immortal techniques. Regular people (non-cultivators) usually refer to both Cultivators and Immortals as Immortals, or ‘Fairy’. Immortal also does not necessarily mean a god. While a cultivator can achieve immortality and become a god, most of them become fairies. Here is a simple explanation for it. (Please note, the word ‘Fairy’ is simply the closest English translation for this term)

[1] 不可同日而语 / bù kě tóng rì ’ér yǔ – idiom that literally translates as – ‘mustn’t speak of two things on the same day ; not to be mentioned in the same breath’ , i.e, incomparable (with each other).

[2]: Referring to the ridge beasts found on the eaves of buildings. The size and number of ridge beasts symbolized the rank and luxuriousness of the building. As the grade of a building reduced, the ridge beasts decreased accordingly.

[3]: Flirting / picking up girls.

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