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

Chapter 96 You Talk Too Much 2
Mu Feng nodded. Although he still had concerns, he could only choose to trust Lin Yan.

The barrier was removed, and the two went their separate ways. Mu Feng went back to chat with the group. She found a quiet place, took out a futon, and sat cross-legged to meditate.

At this moment, as dawn broke, a flying boat docked at the anchorage, and many cultivators disembarked.

Even before the city gates opened, a large number of cultivators had already gathered, waiting to enter the city. Some cultivators who had disembarked from the flying boats chose to queue together.

Some waited in the rest area instead of going to the city gate. Others were arrogant and conspicuous, not only refusing to queue but also making sarcastic remarks from the sidelines.

"Look at these ants, they have to queue to get into the city. Unlike me, not only do I not have to queue, but someone also has to come out to greet me."

The lackey following behind immediately chimed in, "That's right, that's right... Who is Young Master Zhao?"

The others were angry upon hearing this, but not wanting to cause any conflict at the city gate, they held back.

Some of the more impulsive ones wanted to rush forward, but were stopped by their calm friends.

Amidst the commotion, the guards slowly opened the city gates. Several guards brought over tables and began checking each cultivator entering the city.

Lin Yan slowly stood up, put away her prayer mat, and walked over. She saw a cultivator pointing at the guard and cursing angrily.

"Do you even know who my father is? How dare you not let me in! Let me tell you, I can crush you with a single word!"

The guard, speechless, repeated: "Sorry, it's a special time. In order to maintain order, all cultivators who come here need to queue up and register!"

"Guard, register me now!"

"Then please line up."

"Do you even know who I am? How dare you make me wait in line!" The cultivator roared in a fit of impotence, causing the others to cover their mouths and laugh. He suddenly felt he had lost face.

He was just spouting nonsense, and now you're making him wait in line? Wouldn't that be embarrassing for him?

"No matter who you are, you have to queue!" the guard said expressionlessly.

It was the peasant behind the cultivator who realized something was wrong and quickly coaxed people to line up, giving the male cultivator a way out.

Lin Yan watched a good show and inadvertently saw that Mu Feng had already gone in, so she also went to queue up and rushed ahead of the male cultivator.

"You!" The male cultivator had just lost face and had been beaten to the punch, so he was furious and was about to make a move when a guard came over to remind him not to cause trouble.

Some people in the long line chuckled softly.

At this moment, someone said sarcastically, "Hey, didn't you say there was no need to queue? Why are you at the back of the line? Where's the person who was supposed to pick you up?"

Desperate to regain his pride, the male cultivator said, "I'll offer ten high-grade spirit stones for the front seats. Who's willing to give up their seat to me?"

No one responded, which made him even more embarrassed. He gritted his teeth and raised the price: "20 high-grade spirit stones!"

"Judging from your wealth, you must have plenty of spirit stones, right? Offering only 20 spirit stones is rather stingy!" Lin Yan said leisurely.

Other disapproving cultivators chimed in, "Exactly! Just now, seeing his arrogant demeanor, I thought he was some young master from a powerful family!"

The cultivator gritted his teeth and bid again for 30 high-grade spirit stones. Some cultivators who were near the front of the line said they were willing to give up their place.

The cultivator who was willing to give up his seat had also followed Mu Feng out of the city. He wanted to return to the city to see if there were any merchant guild missions he could take on and earn some spirit stones. Since spirit stones were offered to him, he quickly agreed, afraid that they would be snatched away later. The male cultivator who had been mocked walked over, wanting to regain his dignity, took out more spirit stones, and threw them on the ground, attempting to regain face by embarrassing the person who had given up his seat.

The expression seemed to say: Look, these ants, they're willing to be dogs for a little bit of spirit stones.

Lin Yan stepped forward at this point; she couldn't let others earn spirit stones in her absence.

The person who vacated the spot wasn't annoyed. He picked up the spirit stones and went elsewhere. Thirty high-grade spirit stones—with his strength, how many missions would he have to take on to earn that much? He was just vacating a spot and squatting down to pick them up; what was there to be embarrassed about?

The cultivator who threw the spirit stone wasn't embarrassed at all; instead, he happily picked it up and left, making him look like a fool. Then, seeing someone nearby covering their mouth and laughing, he kicked them.

The man was no pushover either, and immediately retaliated, the two of them fighting until the guards pulled them apart.

The spot I just bought is no longer valid after the guard takes it away, so I have to queue again...

Fortunately, this minor incident did not affect the registration process. The guards stopped many cultivators from entering the city, giving platitudes such as "your identity needs to be verified."

There were still about twenty people ahead of her before it was her turn, and quite a few people were behind her in line. At this moment, the arrogant cultivator, after being taken away by the guards for questioning, returned.

He glanced at the queue, and for some reason, walked up to her: "I want your spot. Name your price!"

Lin Yan looked at the other person with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot, thinking that this person must have been spoiled at home, just like a spoiled brat who is pampered by adults. When he goes out, he makes a fool of himself.

But this person didn't care at all and thought it was cool.

This male cultivator just embarrassed himself and was taken away in a sorry state, so he's trying to regain his dignity, isn't he? You just made a sarcastic remark to him, so you're trying to salvage your pride in this way?

Isn't that just like a bratty kid?
"Tsk? You're really arrogant." Lin Yan didn't even look at him directly.

"Just tell me how much it would take to get you out of this position!"

"Two thousand five hundred high-grade spirit stones. If you can afford it, I'll give you your spot. If you can't, don't pretend to be rich!"

The male cultivator's face was as black as the bottom of a pot!
See? This show-off, he's not happy when a real offer comes in. I hate people who have no ability but insist on pretending!

Seeing that the person wasn't speaking, Lin Yan didn't even bother to glance at them. "If you can't afford it, don't stand there and bother others. Go to the back of the line!"

Another low chuckle rippled through the group. The male cultivator's face shifted between pale, green, and black, his complexion changing like a palette of colors.

"Oh dear, you guys are going too far! Even if he's wrong, you can't all bully one person. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes."

A sudden sound broke in, and to the male cultivator, it was like heavenly music.

In the male cultivator's eyes, the fairy who uttered those words seemed to be glowing; she was so beautiful, so kind...

Lin Yan frowned upon hearing the annoying voice, utterly speechless. Was she having a run of bad luck? The Canghai Continent was so vast, how did she end up running into the female lead again?
She thought about it and realized that in the original novel, there was no story about the city of Lai Ri before the Immortal Sect Competition for the female protagonist, right?

As Lin Yan was recalling the plot of the novel, the female lead had already walked up to her side.

"We are all cultivators, so we should be forgiving. Even if he made a mistake, it's going too far for you to lead everyone to bully him like this."

Tao Zhizhi, dressed in a light pink dress that fluttered gently in the breeze, attracted many eyes the moment she opened her mouth. Especially the male cultivator who had been so arrogant before; his eyes burned with desire, and he practically wanted to grovel before her!
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