In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

A mountain breeze swept by, fluttering the three people's clothes and blowing towards the distant city of Heyang, a place where prosperity and danger coexisted.

They did not choose to fly at high altitudes, as that would be too conspicuous.

Instead, they flew low along the foothills and through the forests, at a moderate speed, which allowed them to travel quickly and also to recuperate and consolidate their newly recovered cultivation.

Su Han was in the center, with Lu Xueqi to her left. Her figure was graceful, her white clothes were as white as snow, and her toes lightly touched the branches and leaves, just like a fairy walking on water.

Biyao was on the right, and Lüshang's figure was as agile as a fox, darting among the trees. Sometimes she would deliberately circle around to Su Han's front, turn around and smile, her eyes sparkling with a hint of cunning.

They remained silent the entire way, yet the atmosphere was even more subtle than it had been in the cave.

The daytime sunlight filtered through the lush foliage, casting dappled patterns of light that shone on the three of them, creating a flickering effect.

After traveling for about an hour, an official road appeared ahead, with increasing traces of carriages and horses, indicating that they were approaching a major thoroughfare.

“The road ahead should lead to Heyang City. There are too many people and too much attention, so let’s walk into the city,” Su Han suggested, slowing down.

Lu Xueqi nodded gently and landed silently on the grass beside the official road, completely untouched by dust.

Biyao then nimbly flipped over and landed beside Su Han, laughing, "Walking is good, it's a good opportunity to see the scenery. We've been stuck in this desolate wilderness for days, we're so bored."

The three concealed their presence, acting like ordinary travelers, and walked forward along the official road.

However, their appearance and demeanor were so outstanding that even when they tried to keep a low profile, they still attracted the attention of passing merchants and travelers.

In particular, Lu Xueqi's aloofness and ethereal beauty contrast sharply with Biyao's charming and lively nature, making it hard not to attract attention.

Su Han felt the gazes that were filled with curiosity, amazement, or awe. He felt a chill run down his spine and whispered, "We need to conceal ourselves a little; we're too conspicuous as we are."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xueqi gently raised her hand, revealing a thin white veil that covered her face, leaving only a pair of clear, star-like eyes. While this diminished her stunning beauty, it added to her mystery and aloofness.

Biyao pouted, seemingly unhappy, but she knew that Su Han's words made sense.

With a flick of her wrist, the white light of the Heartbreak Flower flashed slightly, and her aura seemed to become somewhat blurred. Although her appearance did not change drastically, the captivating charm she possessed had faded considerably, making her look more like an ordinary, pretty, lively, and agile young girl.

Su Han also circulated his magic power, concealing his sharp aura, making him look more like a traveling scholar or an ordinary wanderer.

After doing this, the number of glances directed at them indeed decreased significantly.

The three continued on their way, and after about half an hour, the outline of a magnificent city appeared on the horizon.

The city walls are towering and stretch endlessly, and the city gates are bustling with activity, a scene of great prosperity.

It was Heyang City, a major town in the Central Plains.

The closer you get to the city gate, the more you can feel the hustle and bustle and vitality of this city.

The sounds of hawking, bargaining, carriages, and the laughter of江湖豪客 (jianghu heroes) mingled together, creating a stark contrast to the deathly silence of the previous Netherworld and the coldness of the deep mountain caves.

Biyao seemed to be enjoying the lively atmosphere, looking around with a joyful expression on her face.

Lu Xueqi frowned slightly, seemingly unaccustomed to the noisy environment, and subconsciously moved closer to Su Han.

Su Han could sense her slight discomfort and said in a low voice, "Bear with it, we'll be fine once we enter the city."

Lu Xueqi nodded slightly. The three of them followed the flow of people toward the city gate.

There were soldiers guarding the city gate, but they did not strictly check passersby. They just glanced at them and paid special attention to those who looked suspicious or were carrying weapons.

Although Su Han and his two companions were dressed unusually, they possessed extraordinary bearing. The soldiers assumed they were cultivators seeking immortality and did not stop them.

After successfully entering the city, the scene before us was even more prosperous.

The wide bluestone streets are lined with shops, their banners fluttering in the breeze. Restaurants, teahouses, inns, pawnshops, armories, pharmacies... you name it, they have it.

The air was filled with various smells: the aroma of food, the bitterness of herbs, the sweet scent of cosmetics, and the smell of sweat and dust.

"Wow! I haven't smelled this good in ages!" Biyao took a deep breath, pointed to a sugar figurine stall not far away, and her eyes lit up. "Su Han, I want to eat that!"

Su Han smiled helplessly and looked at Lu Xueqi: "Senior Sister Lu, you must be tired from your journey. Why don't we find a place to rest first, and then gather information?"

Lu Xueqi glanced at the bustling crowd and said, "Let's go to Qingyun Villa first; it's quiet there."

Biyao immediately objected: "Oh, Sister Lu, your villa is so boring! I know there's a 'Yuelai Inn' in the east of the city. It has an elegant environment and the food is absolutely amazing! Shall we go there?" As she spoke, she tugged at Su Han's sleeve and looked at him expectantly.

Su Han pondered for a moment. While going to Qingyun Villa would be quiet and safe, Biyao's identity would indeed be inconvenient.

While inns are a mixed bag of people, it's also easier to hear news from all sides.

He looked at Lu Xueqi and said in a consultative tone, "Senior Sister Lu, Biyao's identity is special, and it might be inconvenient for her to go to Qingyun Villa. Why don't we find an inn to settle down first, so you can rest for a while, and then go to the villa to report?"

Lu Xueqi glanced at Su Han, then at Bi Yao, knowing that Su Han was right. If her fellow disciples saw her entering Qingyun Courtyard with this demoness from the Ghost King Sect, it would indeed be difficult to explain.

Although she disliked the noise of the inn, she was not an unreasonable person, so she nodded gently: "Okay."

When Biyao saw that Lu Xueqi agreed, she immediately beamed and pulled Su Han forward, saying, "Hurry up, hurry up, I know the way!"

Seeing Biyao practically clinging to Su Han's arm, Lu Xueqi frowned slightly, but still followed silently.

Led by Biyao, the three of them walked through several bustling streets and came to a relatively quiet cobblestone road.

Willow trees lined the roadside, and a three-story pavilion stood by the water, with upturned eaves and a sign that read "Yuelai Inn".

The inn did look quite elegant, and most of the guests were literati or seemingly influential figures from the martial arts world, unlike the noisy main street outside.

Upon entering the inn, a waiter immediately greeted them warmly: "Three esteemed guests, would you like to have a meal or stay the night?"

"I need three superior rooms," Su Han said.

The waiter looked embarrassed: "Oh dear, sir, I'm so sorry, we're very busy today, and there are only two superior rooms left. You see..."

Su Han was taken aback. Three rooms had been reduced to two. How should they be allocated?

Biyao's eyes lit up, and she said first, "Two rooms it is! Sister Lu and I will share one room, and Su Han, you can have your own room!" As she spoke, she winked at Lu Xueqi.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xueqi's face immediately turned cold, and she resolutely refused: "No."

To suggest that she share a room with Biyao is simply a pipe dream. (End of Chapter)