I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

It's terrifying to think about, like the tingling sensation of a drum.

"No way, Lao Zhang, come on, I'll treat you to dinner tonight, I'll take you out to have some fun, it's not that serious now, it's not that serious."

Zhang San's voice was somewhat grave: "Old Li, you're in trouble."

After saying that, he shakily propped himself up and went to the old cripple's side.

He helped the old cripple up, channeled his spiritual energy into his body, and saved him from his last breath.

"You dare to help this up? What kind of family fortune do you have? Are you out of your mind?" Li Si was dumbfounded.

"Shut up, I'm saving you, you're the one who's courting death."

Zhang San gritted his teeth, his eyes widening, and slammed the identity token he was holding into Li Si's face.

"What are you doing?"

He took the token, flipped it over, and glanced at it casually.

What is this?

"Can't you see it yourself?"

Following Zhang San's words, Li Si carefully examined the object in his hand.

It was only half the size of a palm, and felt warm to the touch, with a texture he had never seen before.

There is a carving of two dragons circling and vying for a pearl, and the orange pearl protrudes slightly.

It wasn't dyed; it was an orange piece of ancient jade inlaid, translucent and crystal clear, quite beautiful.

Li Si felt that his long-dormant Qi Refining threshold had actually loosened at this moment!

Unbelievable!

Although there is a saying that there are no thresholds before the four realms.

That only applies to the potential that ordinary people can tap into.

The techniques and resources are actually a hidden barrier.

Given Li Si's abilities and the resources he could access, his life would probably end there.

But now, a glimmer of hope has appeared.

His heart was burning with passion.

treasure.

An absolute treasure.

Although I don't recognize it, I can roughly guess that it's the kind of spiritual jade that cultivators at the Transcendent Realm or even the Breaking Army Realm carry with them to aid in cultivation.

Once exposed, this treasure is enough to plunge Red Lotus City into a bloodbath!

He was extremely excited: "Isn't this the one I lost a few days ago? Old Zhang, you're really something. I'll get the old man a third-class merit badge from the City Lord's Mansion later."

As he spoke, he prepared to stuff it into his waistband.

"Look at the words!"

Zhang San's hysterical roar made Li Si's ears ring.

Li Si picked at his ear, unconcerned: "What are you looking at? I know my own things."

"Quickly apologize to the old man, otherwise even the city lord might not be able to protect you, no, he wouldn't dare to protect you."

"Ok?"

Li Si paused, his hand still. Although Zhang San liked to joke all day, he would never make such a big joke. He flipped the token over: "Gu Qici?"

"Gu Qici, why does that name sound so familiar? It's like I just heard the city lord mention it a couple of days ago..."

His face turned deathly pale, and he asked uncertainly, somewhat frightened, "Old Zhang, where did they just say they were going?"

"Heavenly Demon Sect? Ask yourself. I wasn't the one who picked up the person just now."

Li Si's legs trembled, and he almost lost his balance.

"Ding"

With a thud, the token fell from his limp hand.

He quickly bent down to pick up the token and ran to the old cripple's side: "Oh dear, Brother Zhang, be careful not to hurt the old man."

As he spoke, his heart ached, and he took out a carefully stored pill from his pocket.

His face was scrunched up so badly it could trap two flies: "Brother Zhang, is it that important person?"

Zhang San nodded: "It should be that sir."

"hiss."

Li Si also gasped, wanting to do his part to delay the arrival of winter in Red Lotus City.

He knew he most likely couldn't keep his pill, but he was still unwilling to give up and made one last attempt: "Old man, tell me honestly, where did you get this token?"

"It was given to me by my benefactor. I showed him the way to the Jiang residence, and he told me to go to the Heavenly Demon Sect so I could make a living." The old cripple, whose weakness had eased a bit after being healed by Zhang San's spiritual energy, explained, "My benefactor was dressed in all black, and there was a pretty girl beside him. They looked quite well-matched, so they must be a couple. This is that girl's thing; I heard it's called a personal disciple token."

The old cripple, fearing the two wouldn't believe him, described the situation in considerable detail.

Zhang San subtly took a few steps back to distance himself from Li Si, as if afraid of attracting some kind of plague.

Li Si said with a long face, "Old man, look, this is all a misunderstanding. Please eat this."

The old cripple was startled and looked at Li Si warily: "Let this old man rest for a while."

Li Si quickly agreed, "Okay, okay, please rest for a while. Tell me if you feel unwell."

After catching his breath, the old cripple shouted loudly, trying to attract attention: "You want to kill me! Folks, come and judge! This bastard is going to kill me! Kill him! Kill him! Sa Yinlang! Sa Rilang!"

His face flushed, he stretched his neck and shouted until his voice was distorted, but he wouldn't stop.

Instantly, he attracted a lot of attention, and people started pointing and whispering about Li Si.

Li Si forced a smile and explained, "Old man, I've already said it's a misunderstanding. I'm from the City Lord's Mansion, what bad intentions would I have?"

The old cripple still watched him warily, curled up his legs, moved back a couple of times on the ground, and refused to listen to his explanation.

Zhang San suddenly reached into Li Si's clothes, giving Li Si goosebumps: "Old man, here's your money back."

A gold ingot was placed in the old cripple's hand, and his expression softened from doubt to confidence: "My lords, what is the identity of my benefactor?"

"Don't ask any questions. He tells you to go to the Heavenly Demon Sect to earn a living, so just go. But the journey is too far, and the teleportation array in our small town can't handle it. I'll send you to the next town. Go and take a look there."

The old cripple figured out something.

'That sir.'

Even he went from being an old man to being addressed as "you" (formal).

He tentatively asked, "Is our Red Lotus City someone we can't afford to offend?"

Zhang San nodded subconsciously.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in the old cripple's eyes as he pointed at Li Si: "I still have one ingot of gold, but I clearly lost two!"

Li Si took a deep breath and told himself not to get angry: "Just take out one ingot."

"I clearly took two ingots! Don't I know what's mine?"

Li Si: "???"

He gritted his teeth, admitting defeat, his eyes blazing like flames from a blacksmith's furnace: "Yes, yes, yes, two—ingots—it's—two—ingots!"

The old cripple grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and happily accepted the second ingot of gold, glancing back at his granddaughter.

Yao Yao, with this money you can eat your fill, stay warm, and sleep in a soft, fragrant bed...

What's inside the Viewing Stone in Chapter Thirty-Nine?

"Sir, I need to go to the neighboring city. Do you think these are enough?"

With Zhang San's help, the old cripple struggled to his feet.

He stretched out his hand, but when he saw Zhang San's clean palm, he instinctively pulled it back.

He brushed the dust off his hands.

After the dust had mostly settled, a few taels of silver were placed on Zhang San's palm.

Zhang San was caught between a rock and a hard place, unsure whether to accept the money or not.

His hand hung awkwardly in the air, unsure of what to do: "How could I take your money? Which city would you like to go to? I recommend Baiqi City or Yedu City. I'll dial the teleportation point for you right away."

The old cripple insisted, pushing Zhang San's hand away: "I'm an uneducated man, but I still know a thing or two. One thing at a time. He took two ingots of gold from me, so he has to return two ingots. If I want to sit here to transmit magic and send formations, I should naturally pay. What I can't stand most in my life is people who bully others by virtue of their power. My daughter was one of them..."

He hesitated, a sense of desolation creeping over him.

Zhang San smiled wryly and reminded him, "Please don't take today's accident to heart, it's a teleportation array. Things will get better."

The old cripple seemed not to hear at all: "Yes, pass on the spell and send the formation. You can pass it on as you see fit, sir. I've never been anywhere else in my life and I don't know the ins and outs. Go wherever you think is appropriate. I think you and the other official are not the same kind of people. I trust you."

“Alright, I’ll take you to Baiqi City. It’s the busiest transit hub in the area, and the teleportation array there is much larger than that in Honglian City. But I suggest you keep your token in your hand… well, it’s a bit messy, and I can’t really explain the specifics.”

Zhang San turned around and fiddled with the teleportation array. After a moment, his voice came: "Alright, old man, take your granddaughter and stand inside this white light safety line. Remember, you must stay inside the safety line. When teleporting, do not cross the edge of the yellow line, otherwise..."

He made a horizontal stroke with his palm across his neck.

Following Zhang San's instructions, the old cripple stood timidly on the teleportation array, letting Liu Xiyao stand in the very center, while he leaned slightly to the side, constantly glancing at the yellow edges, as if they might suddenly leap up and devour people at any moment.

Suddenly, I felt something being forcibly shoved into my body.

The old cripple withdrew his gaze.

It turned out that Zhang San had given the silver back to him.

The old cripple reached out and pushed it back, his attitude very firm.

Zhang San whispered, "You should keep this to buy some food for your granddaughter, she's so thin..."

After he finished speaking, Zhang San could feel that the help in his hand had obviously decreased a lot, so he took the opportunity to forcefully stuff the money into the cloth bag that the old cripple was carrying.

"Stand firm." Seeing that the old cripple had no intention of arguing, he jumped down and activated the array pattern.

With a flash of white light, the grandfather and grandson disappeared without a trace.