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Chapter 12 This kind of house game

On the mirror-like river surface, an ancient bridge lies like a crescent moon, its stone walls mottled and full of traces of time.

A black-sailed boat slowly passed under the Crescent Bridge. Standing at the stern was an old man wearing a conical hat and gray clothes. He held a bamboo pole in both hands, stirring the reflection in the water and pushing the boat forward steadily, heading towards the north of Wuling City.

Xu Huan and Lin Youwei sat side by side at the bow of the boat. Before they left, they gave the remaining small tripods to Xiong Ba, a panda man nicknamed "Iron-eating Beast", as afternoon tea snacks, while the stones were kept in the small world as decorations.

While admiring the endless green bamboos and willows on both sides of the river, Xu Huan suddenly caught a glimpse of Lin Youwei on the right, and she flipped her hand, and a yellow booklet appeared out of thin air in her left hand.

Then, she stretched out her slender fingers with a faint pinkish color on the tips, opened the booklet, and began to write on it with a charcoal pen.

[Five Spirits Empire calendar, March 20, 2025.]

[At 3:30 PM, Brother Xu Huan owes ten gold coins.]

Watching Lin Youwei taking out a booklet to record her accounts as if no one was around, Xu Huan turned his dark eyes to scan the contents on it, grinned, and said a little helplessly: "Why do you remember it so often? I'll return it to you when I get back..."

Lin Youwei smiled faintly, closed the booklet in her hand, put it back into the storage gourd, and turned her head slightly, with a quiet and delicate temperament. She lightly brushed her long and straight eyelashes and blinked her beautiful eyes mischievously at Xu Huan.

"If we go to Tiangong Pavilion later, maybe Brother Xu Huan's money will not be enough again. If that happens, Brother Xu Huan's small treasury will not be enough to pay back."

Listening to the girl's gentle voice, Xu Huan didn't have the energy to refute, so he had to change the subject and asked gently, "Come to think of it, didn't you say earlier that people from the Azure Dragon Immortal Sect were here to watch the test and accept disciples? Then why haven't they appeared?"

"Hmm... I don't know. I just heard what daddy said casually." Lin Youwei rested her slender fingertips on her chin, pondered for a while, and shook her head gently.

According to records, people from the Qinglong Immortal Sect may not come to Wuling City, a border city of the Five Spirits Empire, to recruit disciples for hundreds of years. So if you haven't seen them, then you haven't seen them.

The next moment, Lin Youwei gently stretched out her arms and took Xu Huan's strong right arm with ease. Then she turned slightly to the side and rested her little head on Xu Huan's reliable right shoulder, closing her eyes and taking a rest.

Seeing this, Xu Huan stopped talking. Qinglong Xianzong would not accept a semi-official like him as a disciple anyway, so he just ignored it.

But I couldn't help but guess in my heart that maybe the people from the Qinglong Immortal Sect came to Wuling City because of their speculation about the Dark Demon Clan disguised in Chunfeng Tower.

Apart from this possibility, Xu Huan couldn't think of any other possibility.

After all, it can be seen from ancient records that although the human race does not have racial discrimination and is very tolerant and united towards many other races, it is very cautious when dealing with matters related to the many demons, and even kills many of them when they meet them.

Perhaps the people from the Azure Dragon Immortal Sect heard about the Dark Demon Clan and came here to investigate, misleading others into thinking they were here to recruit disciples...

Xu Huan sat at the bow of the boat, looking at the tiny ripples on the water caused by the passing black-sailed boat, like the slight wrinkles on a new piece of satin. The thoughts surging in his heart also broke and gradually calmed down.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Huan also closed his eyes and took a short rest, just like Lin Youwei did, and recovered the energy he had previously consumed on the way to Tiangong Pavilion.

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Wuling City is located on the southwestern border of the Wuling Empire. It is adjacent to the Nanjiang Empire to the south, the Mind Beast Forest to the west, and is very close to the Qingqiu Swamp to the north. It has a relatively advantageous geographical location and a pleasant climate with spring all year round.

The forces in the city are neither too many nor too few.

The most powerful were the Lin family, the City Lord's Mansion, and the Panda Village in the center of the city. The City Lord's Mansion only managed the city's public areas and generally stayed out of the family feuds over private territories, at most ensuring that taxes were paid on time. Secondary factions included the Meng family in the south, the Sikong family in the east, and the Xu family, a rising star in the west over the past decade.

What remains are the various small and medium-sized forces that exist at the grassroots level.

The north is where the national chain of neutral forces such as Tiangong Pavilion, Tianyifang, Tiandi Bank, and Adventurer's Guild are located, and their strength can be ignored.

They took a black-sailed boat from the Pure Love Spring Water Shop in the center of the city and slowly sailed. When Xu Huan and Lin Youwei arrived at the wide waters near Tiangong Pavilion, it was almost 3:30 in the afternoon.

"thump!"

"Plop~"

"Plop! Boom~"

Suddenly there was a sound of someone falling into the water, and Xu Huan and Lin Youwei looked in the direction of the sound.

At the riverbank pier, which had been smoothed by the water, a group of young boys and girls were practicing a traditional sport that had been passed down for thousands of years.

Bamboo rafting.

A young man in yellow clothes in the crowd saw Xu Huan, and he stepped on a straight nanmu bamboo with a diameter of 15 centimeters and a length of about 10 feet. He rowed a small straight bamboo pole with a diameter of 5 centimeters and a length of about 10 feet in his hand, and rowed quickly towards him, moving forward side by side with the black-sailed boat.

"Hey~ Xu Huan, 'great genius', do you want to join me in another exciting and thrilling bamboo rafting competition?" Sikong Zhao smiled brightly at Xu Huan and invited him.

Looking at Sikong Zhao, who was dressed in yellow and looked average, standing by the boat, Xu Huan's eyes suddenly turned colder. He pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Sorry, I don't feel like torturing you anymore."

Lin Youwei, who was standing by, tightly held Xu Huan's arms and looked at Sikong Zhao with a somewhat unfriendly look. She said in a slightly cold tone, "Sikong Zhao, if you, an Eight Meridians Qi practitioner, want to be tortured, you can go to the fighting arena with me and fight. Don't come and harass my brother Xu Huan!"

"Ms. Lin, don't mind me. Everyone has their own preferences. It's my freedom to like and pursue whoever I want. Besides, you and I both know that the use of mind energy is not allowed in the bamboo rafting competition. I invited Xu Huan to compete in accordance with the rules and it doesn't count as bullying."

Sikong Zhao's yellow-pupiled eyes rolled around, and after taking a fierce look at Xu Huan's handsome face, he shifted his gaze to the beautiful Lin Youwei, and smiled at her without any fear.

Facing the eldest young master of the Sikong family who obviously had some problems with his brain, Xu Huan couldn't help but rub his forehead in distress.

Ever since he defeated Sikong Zhao in a bamboo rafting competition two years ago, Sikong Zhao seemed to have fallen in love with the feeling of being abused by a "genius waste". He even seemed to have problems with his sexual orientation...

Seeing that the black-sailed boat had already docked, Xu Huan hurriedly pulled Lin Youwei, who seemed a little angry, and went straight ashore. He decided not to pay any attention to Sikong Zhao, lest the more he paid attention to him, the more he would stick to him like a dog-skin plaster and annoy him.

Looking at Xu Huan and Lin Youwei walking towards Tiangong Pavilion, Sikong Zhao's somewhat lustful eyes suddenly changed and became very pure, completely different from before.

"Haha, these two are so easy to fool. If Dad didn't believe that Xu Huan was a waste and asked me to keep testing him whenever I had the chance, I wouldn't bother playing this kind of house game with you guys." Sikong Zhao sneered in his heart, then went ashore and followed them.

In the distance, a white figure hidden in the darkness saw this and immediately appeared, walking gracefully with lotus steps straight to Tiangong Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)