After breaking off the engagement with Long Aotian

Shao Yin's appearance remained unchanged, she was dressed in purple, with her hands behind her back, strolling around the city.

There are many familiar shops on the street. The closer you go to the city center, the more familiar shops you will see, such as Tianbao Pavilion, Tiangong Pavilion, Xianlin Inn, etc.

These are all the properties of the big sects and clans. For example, Xianlin Inn is actually the property of Qingyuan Sect. Tiangong Pavilion is the property of Lianqi Sect.

Tianbao Pavilion, on the other hand, has a mysterious origin. It is said to be owned by a big independent cultivator. No one has ever seen this big cultivator, but no one dares to act recklessly in Tianbao Pavilion.

Occasionally, there are some stubborn people who, relying on their special skills, steal things from Tianbao Pavilion and want to leave, but they fail to escape through the gate and are directly stopped by the formation.

It was said that this man worked for free in Tianbao Pavilion for a hundred years before he was able to redeem himself. Why did she know this? Because she saw it with her own eyes.

"This person is a probationary employee of Tianbao Pavilion. If you find that the service is not good enough, please feel free to complain. If your complaint is accepted, I will give you a bottle of medium-grade nourishing pill."

Just these words were reinforced on the employees' work clothes by magic, and everyone could see them.

This old man was extremely sad and angry, but he did not dare to slack off because once his complaint was accepted, his sentence would be increased by ten years.

It's very interesting.

Shao Yin looked at the shops on the street with interest, picked a teahouse and sat down.

"A pot of tea, five hundred spirit stones?" As soon as he sat down, he heard a cultivator yelling, "Are you trying to steal the spirit stones?"

The waiter said politely, "Sir, you can't afford this drink, please leave."

Where is this? Yishan City.

The city closest to the holy city, to be frank, anyone who can enter the holy city, should use it to rely on the mountain city?
To put it more bluntly, prices in the Holy City are high. As a dependent city, is it reasonable for prices to be low?
Don’t ask, the answer is whether you want to drink it or not.

"Give me a pot of tea." Shao Yin found a place to sit down, glanced at the menu, and ordered a pot of the cheapest tea.

"Okay." After a while, the waiter brought the tea.

Shao Yin poured a cup and immediately laughed. No wonder that fellow Taoist got angry. This tea was not even good enough for her father Liu Nanyu to rinse his mouth.

But here, one pot can be sold for five hundred spirit stones.

That's it, that's it.

What she bought was not tea, but a seat. As long as she bought tea, she could sit here all day, with unlimited refills—she didn't even bother to boil the well water.

But it doesn't matter. We are all cultivating immortals, who would get sick after drinking a cup of unboiled well water?
At least the teahouse is not afraid.

Shao Yin happily touched a few sour and sweet fruits, squeezed the juice into the teapot, and then poured it into the cup, and it became sour and sweet fruit tea.

Just after taking a sip, I heard a voice coming from outside the door: "Damn it! What's the point of earning spiritual stones? I almost lost my life in the Forbidden Sun Forest this time!"

"The Forbidden Sun Forest is dangerous, but have I ever complained about it before?"

"You don't know, there was an old monster in purple clothes in the Forbidden Sun Forest, wearing the skin of a young girl. He was obviously a Golden Core cultivator, but he pretended to be a Foundation Establishment cultivator and killed countless cultivators!"

"I? I was just passing by! They were fighting and killing each other, and I just stopped to take a look!"

"Just one glance! That purple-clothed old monster thought I was one of them, and almost blew me to death!"

“You don’t know, that purple-clothed old monster has a rich storage bag, and he casually grabbed a handful of talismans.”

"Talismans are getting more and more expensive now. The price of an Explosion Talisman used to be 200 spirit stones each, but now it has risen to 500 spirit stones each. That old monster grabbed a handful of them at once—"

The monk, dressed in tattered clothes and unkempt, sat down at the table, put his foot on the stool, and began to talk eloquently while patting the table.

"talk!"

"That's right, why don't you say anything?"

"And then? How did you get out alive?"

I was listening to the lively talk when he suddenly stopped talking. His eyes widened like bells and his face trembled as if he was having a seizure.

"You, you!" The monk pointed at Shao Yin, his teeth chattering.

Shao Yin looked at him innocently: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me, fellow Taoist?"

The others also noticed the monk's abnormality and followed his gaze towards Shao Yin.

Yo!
Dressed in purple, looks like a young girl, and has foundation-building skills.

"Could it be that she is——"

Shao Yin's eyebrows immediately raised, and Qingyin shouted: "What am I? Explain it clearly! You can eat whatever you want, drink whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want!"

The others shook their heads and kept silent.

There were many female cultivators wearing purple clothes, and it was not uncommon for them to look like young girls. Besides, what was wrong with their foundation-building cultivation? They were running all over the place, and they could be caught in large numbers.

"Fellow Daoist, you are afraid of ropes ten years after being bitten by a snake once, right?"

"Since that purple-robed old monster was killing people indiscriminately in the Forbidden Sun Forest, how could he dare to show up in public?"

"That's right. Is her Jindan cultivation so amazing? There are many of them in Yishan City. Recruit a few people and kill them back."

The monk was glaring at Shao Yin with wide eyes, and after being persuaded by the others, he stiffly withdrew his gaze and raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"I, I have something else to do, so I won't eat anymore." He didn't even drink his tea, and got up and left in a hurry.

It looked like he had seen a ghost.

Shao Yin rolled her eyes at his back and said, "This is inexplicable! You're ruining my mood!"

Eat as you should, drink as you should, it doesn't affect anything.

No one else thought much about it and started talking about other things.

Only the monk, after escaping from the door, ran all the way without daring to look back.

He was not mistaken! It was that old weirdo in purple!
She was so bold that she even dared to walk around the city in her true appearance!

But the monks didn't dare to report her. The old monster killed people who had bad intentions towards her and coveted her property.

He managed to escape with his life by chance, and he dared not stay in front of her again, nor did he dare to seek revenge - it was not that there were no Jindan cultivators accompanying him, but six or seven Jindan cultivators were unable to capture her, and most of them were killed by her instead.

Why did someone escape? At first, everyone thought she was just that strong. But as more and more people came to hunt her, one or two of them would always escape, and everyone gradually understood her intentions.

She hoped that the news would spread and more people would come to "kill" her. This old monster, with a twisted mind and treacherous behavior, was really scary!
The monk ran far away, until he was two blocks away, then he breathed a sigh of relief and found a shop to go into.

On the other side, Shao Yin was in the teahouse, continuing to listen to the news.

What "purple-robed old monster" is her. So what? No killing is allowed in the city. Not to mention Yishan City, even in the Holy City, the same rules apply. There is an iron rule in all the monks' cities, that is, no killing is allowed.

As for leaving the city?
Kill her if you can. Otherwise, just replenish her empty storage bag!
"Alas, Senior Sister Qiu Shuang, it's too tragic." A cultivator walked in from outside while speaking.

When Shao Yin heard the word "Qiu Shuang", her ears moved slightly and her eyes seemed to glance away unintentionally.

There was only a man and a woman, wearing exquisite robes with a white background and gold patterns. The material looked extraordinary, but there were no markings, so it was unknown which sect or school they were from.

But judging from his attire and temperament, he must be a sect disciple without a doubt.

The two of them walked upstairs while talking. Shao Yin quietly released a ray of spiritual consciousness, following behind the two of them not too far away.

Her cultivation level at this time was indeed at the Golden Core stage. However, she had been injured a little earlier, and her cultivation level had fallen to the late stage of foundation building.

But her consciousness far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. When she was a Qi Refining cultivator, she was two realms higher and had the strength of a Golden Core cultivator. Now that she had formed a Dan, although she was injured, her consciousness was still as strong as that of a Yuanying cultivator.

The cultivation levels of these two men were, one had reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core, and the other had already formed an infant, but neither of them noticed her.

They continued, "Senior Sister Qiu Shuang has no respect for the sect and acts recklessly. She even disobeyed Master's orders and killed a sect disciple..."

"She wasn't like this before. Ever since Senior Brother Qingyang got into trouble, she..."

"But Master is too cruel. Senior Sister Qiu Shuang has made countless contributions to the sect before. How could she..."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. I hope Senior Brother Qingyang gets better, otherwise no one can save Senior Sister."

The two of them changed the subject when they talked about this. Shao Yin didn't know if this "Senior Sister Qiu Shuang" was the Qiu Shuang she knew.
What did she do to make the sect unacceptable? Who did she kill? And how would Tianque deal with her?

"Tap." He put down the teacup, threw an equivalent number of spirit stones on the table, and walked out.

There is no valuable news in Yishan City.

It was time for her to go to the Holy City.

After leaving the city, behind me is the brightly lit Yishan City, in the distant sky is a spotless white city, and in the middle is endless darkness.

"Let's go." She touched the storage bag and said softly.

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A hidden cave.

In the silent darkness, drip, drip, water drops fall from the rugged stone wall and shatter into petals.

In the dark and enclosed space, there was no wind, making it seem even darker and more eerie.

Ye Chen sat in the corner, with black hair and black clothes, blending into the darkness. He closed his eyes tightly, clenched one hand tightly, and placed it lightly on the side of his leg.

"Rustle." "Rustle."

There were subtle footsteps approaching, and a man's sinister voice sounded: "Boy, come out obediently, and I will give you a quick death."

"Still hiding?" The man's voice was teasing, like a cat playing with a mouse. "You reek of blood, where do you want to hide?"

As he spoke, the man approached. He seemed unaware of the person hiding quietly in the corner, and walked past him leisurely.

Just as he took two steps away, he suddenly turned around and stabbed Ye Chen's chest with the sword in his hand!

Ye Chen rolled on the ground and dodged in a panic. The pain from the injury made his eyes blurry, and he could no longer hold his breath and began to gasp.

“Hahaha!” The man holding the sword laughed joyfully. He thrust his sword forward a few more times without any hurry. “Hand over the remaining scroll obediently, and I’ll leave you with an intact body!”

Ye Chen was seriously injured and he crawled and rolled around, trying to escape in a very awkward manner.

This is the cave residence of a spiritual monk. It has been a thousand years since he passed away, and this cave has been silent for a thousand years.

It came out not long ago, attracting a large number of independent cultivators to come and look for the treasure he left behind.

Ye Chen obtained the most precious fragment of the secret book, but he was being targeted.

Dodging another sword attack, he panted rapidly, a dark color in his eyes, and sneered: "The fragment? I won't give it to you even if I throw it away!"

This made the man furious. He stopped teasing and stabbed forward with a flash of sword.

"Wait until I cut off your limbs, destroy your tendons and veins, and then search your soul, and see what you can still say to be stubborn!"

puff!

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.

Ye Chen snorted, then laughed softly: "Such a great gift, I will not refuse it."

With a rustling sound, he lit the torch. The orange flame illuminated his face, his handsome face stained with blood, twisted cruelly in the flames.

In front of him, a man was kneeling, his eyes wide open, making a hoarse sound from his throat, but he couldn't utter a word.

Ye Chen kicked him on the shoulder and he immediately fell backwards. His head hit the wet ground and rolled away.

"It's so dirty." Ye Chen frowned and kicked the sole of the male cultivator's shoe, rubbing it on the ground again and again.

In the light of the fire, several thin threads were swimming where the male cultivator fell, and they quickly dissolved into the water and disappeared.

This was a magic weapon left behind by the last monk who wanted to kill him. It was extremely flexible and indestructible, but it would melt when it came into contact with water.

Blood is also water. After the magic weapon cut off the male cultivator's head, it lost its toughness and fell to the ground, swallowed by the wet puddle.

If it wasn't a matter of life and death, he would have been reluctant to use this magic weapon.

"uh-huh!"

His body swayed twice, and he could no longer stand and fell backwards softly.

Before he lost consciousness, he had only one thought in his mind: "I can't die! I can't die here!"

He had already found a way to cultivate again, and now he had already completed the foundation building. He was only one step away from forming the elixir.

When I saw her a year ago, she was already a foundation-building cultivator. I wonder what her situation is now?

The last time he saw her, he was in a state of disgrace and lied out of anger, pretending not to know her. He was unable to ask her why she didn't stay in Liucheng and wait for the sect to recruit students.

Will they meet again? He still has something that he has not returned.

(End of this chapter)