After I left the sect, the entire sect knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

Chapter 67 I'm waiting for the assassination, what about you? 1
Lin Yan couldn't understand what the Snow Frost Eagle was saying, but from the little guy's answer, she roughly knew that she didn't need to fly on a sword or go outside.

Sitting on the back of the Snow Frost Eagle gives you an unreal feeling of riding a flying beast through the clouds.

It was very fast, but fortunately, a defensive array was set up using an array plate. The wind that blew past hit the array and made a sound like scraping glass.

With the defensive formation and its own protective barrier, it was doubly protected, and even the biting cold wind outside couldn't chill it. The little guy sat in the fruit basket, painstakingly pecking at a crimson cherry, occasionally chirping and praising the deliciousness of the spiritual fruit.

Well...it's cute and adorable. It just doesn't resemble the adult Snow Frost Eagle at all. I never imagined this little guy would grow up to be so majestic and imposing.

Soon, they reached the edge of the far north, and the Snow Frost Eagle put itself down.

The little guy said that his mother thought the fruits were too small and troublesome to eat, so she left them all for him. She thought about it along the way, and realized that it would be immoral for the Snow Frost Eagle to entrust its cub to her without any thanks, so she gave him a bag of Spirit Fragrance Fruits.

This fruit is as big as a human head, and it tastes sweet and refreshing, making it very popular among cultivators. I wonder if it suits Xue Shuangdiao's taste.

The snow eagle was delighted, picked it up, and flew away without looking back.

The little creature lay in the basket, its belly round and full, oblivious to its mother's flight as she waved goodbye.

Seeing this, Lin Yan placed it on her shoulder and put the basket into her storage bag. After leaving the far north, she flew directly to the entrance of the town on her sword and stopped.

There weren't many cultivators in the town, and near the entrance, there were quite a few vendors setting up stalls. Upon seeing a familiar stall, she immediately slipped to the side and, in a corner, quickly changed her clothes with a few flicks of her fingers. Then she removed her veil and put it on.

The hair accessories on her head have also been changed, but they are still mainly simple.

Lin Yan walked over, picked up a potted plant, and looked it over.

My appearance and cultivation level are different now, so this organization that sells hallucinogenic flower seeds definitely won't recognize me.

He hopes they will see him as a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered and come looking for trouble.

She examined the flower in her hand with little interest. Upon seeing the hallucinogenic flower seeds, she feigned great surprise. "Wow, this flower is so beautiful! What kind of flower is it?"

The old woman selling flowers eagerly introduced, "You have excellent taste, fairy. These flowers are carefully cultivated to soothe the mind and soul. Place them beside you while cultivating or sleeping, and they will have a calming effect."

She was even more surprised: "This is the first time I've ever seen this flower. I never imagined it had such effects. Mother-in-law, are you trying to trick me?"

"If you don't believe me, why don't you buy one and try it out? If it doesn't work, you can always return it."

Lin Yan pretended to hesitate, but still asked about the price.

"A high-grade spirit stone."

"Okay." Lin Yan muttered as she took the spirit stone, "It's only one high-grade spirit stone, I thought it would be much more expensive..."

My actions at this moment are conveying one message: I am a fat sheep!
Her desire to be robbed was palpable. The old woman didn't forget to probe further: "I see that you, fairy, have an extraordinary bearing; you must be a direct disciple of a great sect."

Lin Yan shook her head and said, "I am just a rogue cultivator who has accumulated some wealth through some fortuitous encounters."

Rogue cultivators rarely reveal any opportunities they obtain. They are always cautious and discreet in the layman's world, fearing that others might join forces to steal their gains. Yet this female cultivator is so naive, readily sharing her secrets…

A hint of suspicion flashed in the old woman's eyes. She thought to herself: Could it be that this person doesn't want to reveal his true identity and is just making things up?

The old woman squinted her eyes and tried to get information out of me again: "Although I am not very knowledgeable, my old eyes can still see that you, fairy, are so graceful and have such an extraordinary temperament that you are far beyond the reach of ordinary rogue cultivators."

Lin Yan frowned slightly, a hint of melancholy in her eyes. "Alas, I was indeed a disciple of a sect before. Not long ago, some changes occurred, and I was forced to leave the sect and become a rogue cultivator."

The old woman stared intently at the female cultivator before her, trying to discern something from her expression. However, the woman remained calm, showing no sign of lying.

Lin Yan had already revealed what needed to be revealed, and didn't want to say anything more. After paying the spirit stones, she took the flower away. To prevent pollen from spilling out, she took out a gauze curtain from her storage bag and carefully covered it, her movements gentle, as if she cherished the flower very much, as if it were an incomparably precious treasure.

Just then, a cultivator dressed in a blue robe emerged from around the corner of another street. He had a thin face, and upon seeing her, he quickly walked over to greet her warmly. "Ah, fellow Daoist, what a coincidence!" he said excitedly, waving his hand as he rushed over to block her path.

Lin Yan thought for a moment before remembering that he was a member of the small team she had encountered in the far north. He was the first person in the team to ask her a question.

Thinking that he would not have any further contact with this person, he did not ask for his name. He intended to exchange a few polite words and then leave. However, before he could even open his mouth, another tall and thin male cultivator came out from the corner of the street.

"Why are you running so fast? There's no rush..." The male cultivator hurriedly arrived, and upon seeing her, he was taken aback. He exclaimed in surprise, "What a coincidence! Have you found your companion, fellow cultivator?"

Lin Yan's expression darkened, and she replied with a hint of sorrow in her voice, "No. I suppose my companions have already perished in the jaws of demonic beasts." She lowered her head slightly, as if recalling a painful memory. "I have some matters to attend to, so I won't exchange pleasantries with you two any longer. Farewell." With that, she moved with lightning speed, quickly disappearing from their sight.

When she arrived at the inn where she had stayed before, the innkeeper was wiping the tables and chairs. Upon seeing her return, he immediately greeted her with a big smile.

"Oh, fairy, you're finally back! It's been half a month already. I thought you had already left the far north. Would you like to stay in your usual guest room?"

"No, I'd like to rent a quiet courtyard for a few days to experience the local customs and culture. I wonder if you know anyone who rents out courtyards? Please help me find one." After saying that, he took out 15 low-grade spirit stones and handed them to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's smile remained unchanged as he naturally put away the spirit stones. "I have an empty house in North Alley. I usually stay at the inn, so the house has been empty all this time. If you don't mind, you can go and take a look." The shopkeeper gestured as he spoke. "There aren't many rooms in that alley, and not many people live there, so it's quite quiet."

Upon hearing the word "quiet," Lin Yan immediately decided to rent the place, regardless of whether the yard was dilapidated or clean.

The reason for renting a house alone was to facilitate the assassination attempt by the flower-selling organization. It was better if there were no other residents nearby, so that the assassins would have no reason to hesitate when carrying out their plan.

The shopkeeper, beaming with enthusiasm, led me to take a look at the house.

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