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

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Zhang San sighed for a long time, his expression becoming even uglier than before the old cripple arrived.

"Hey……"

Li Si was indignant. After the old man left, his face darkened, and he began to curse: "Hey, Old Zhang, what are you sighing about? I've lost so much money and I haven't even had a chance to sigh yet. You old bastard."

Zhang San shook his head: "I just feel it's not worth it."

Li Si, spitting as he spoke, threw several punches into the air, each punch cutting through the air: "It's really not worth it, a gold ingot! I've basically been working for free this month. Usually, I'm the one working for free for others."

"That's not what I meant. I hope I'm just overthinking it."

Li Si couldn't stand Zhang San's old habit any longer: "Can't you just die, you riddle teller?"

Zhang San took out two silver ingots from his pocket and threw them into the money box behind him: "Li Si, have you ever heard of a kind of viewing stone that's selling extremely well in the Tianfeng Dynasty?"

Viewing stones are a type of man-made resource most commonly used in the cultivation world.

A consumable item made by inscribing array patterns on two thin pieces of spirit stone and embedding them in a pebble the size of an egg.

Upon first activation, it can record the scene directly in front of the pebble.

The second activation can project the recorded scene onto a smooth wall.

At the mention of the movie viewing stone, Li Si immediately perked up: "What? I didn't know you liked this too, Lao Zhang? Do you prefer toys or personal items? I think Cinema Girl is pretty good, but the pictures are too blurry to see the faces. Cosplay Star is just so-so, but the clothes have a lot of variety, so it's alright."

He pulled up his pants, then remembered his thin fanny pack, and his face fell: "I guess I won't be able to buy anything this month."

Zhang San looked completely bewildered, not understanding what Li Si was saying at all. He only felt a sharp pain on his face, as if his face had been run over by a carriage.

Could it be that the family whose son was crushed to death by his friend is talking badly about him behind his back?

He paused for a moment, too lazy to care about that: "I'm talking about a kind of viewing stone that's really popular in the Tianfeng Dynasty, I think the series is called..."

"You're a mother?"

"Can you not interrupt?"

"Would you like to continue?"

"That series seems to be called... Transformation Sect? It's about a wealthy, idle second-generation rich kid from a large sect swapping lives with the children of poor people, and their reactions are recorded by the viewing stone."

"With such a good thing, I also want to experience the life of a second-generation scion of a major sect. I would definitely call over everyone whose name is called out from above."

Zhang San's face showed a hint of cynicism: "Do you know what changes have occurred in those people?"

Li Si paused for a moment, imagining possible scenarios, and said uncertainly, "The second-generation scions of major sects understand the hardships of life and begin to strive for success, while the children of poor people, having seen the outside world, work desperately to climb the social ladder?"

“You’re half right.” Zhang San nodded first, then shook his head: “Many of those spoiled brats have indeed reformed, which is why these viewing stones are selling so well, but few people pay attention to the poor people. I happen to know a bit about them.”

He clenched his fist: "Those children are like innocent blank sheets of paper. The position of the second-generation heir of the sect is the dye vat. Whatever color the position is, they become that color."

"He's waited on hand and foot, served delicacies on jade platters, travels in a crane-riding carriage, or with eight mythical steeds leading the way. Others fawn over him and kneel before him. He can casually give a hundred taels of silver to impress the poor and make them smile and flatter him. Yet, six months later, you expect him to go back home and eat rotten cornbread?"

"What a joke! The sect is his home. The elders or sect leader who provide him with a life of luxury are his family. They refuse to go back, and some even disown their parents and despise them."

"Hiss." Li Si asked himself honestly, "So, the children of ordinary people are just playing around with by the major sects..."

"Be careful what you say! One can endure darkness if one has never seen the light." Zhang San gazed towards the distant city of Baiqi. "Old man, take care. That token isn't much better than the position of a spoiled brat..."

Chapter 40 You've only been in office for one day...

A flash of white light.

The old cripple's sluggish body recovered from the weightlessness, and he staggered, almost losing his balance.

After he came to his senses, he stood beside the city gate, which was several dozen feet high.

The city gate was made of hard steel, with an outer layer of hard spiritual steel that could effectively absorb spiritual energy.

It is much taller than Red Lotus City.

"Get down once you're steady, someone's coming in from behind."

A middle-aged man dressed in the attire of the city lord's mansion urged him on.

The light next to him kept flashing red.

"oh oh."

The old cripple, unaware of what was going on, subconsciously obeyed the middle-aged man's words and led Liu Xiyao down the teleportation array.

"Tsk..."

After the middle-aged man saw the old cripple step down from the teleportation array, he reached out and slapped the red light, which turned green again.

Then another white light flashed.

"Yet another magnificent city!"

Without needing the middle-aged man to urge him, an outsider skillfully jumped down from the teleportation array and spoke spontaneously.

He added, "Even a cultivator at the sixth level might only be able to barely manage to destroy it."

The man, lost in thought, suddenly found the old cripple and Liu Xiyao blocking his way.

They looked like they had just stepped off the teleportation array.

His eyes darted around, a sly thought forming in his mind: "Grandpa, is this your first time in Baiqi City?"

Seeing that the other person didn't respond, the person who had been expressing their feelings called out again, "Old man?"

"Huh?" The old cripple was startled, realizing the person behind him was greeting him. He looked puzzled, with a hint of wariness. "Yes, yes, it's my first time here..."

"Why don't we come with you to the side, pay the city entrance fee according to the number of people, and get the city entrance slip? There has been a lot of unrest lately, and those entering the city must be registered. Otherwise, the guards at the city gate will stop you and question you. This is also why the teleportation array's endpoint is not set up inside the city."

The old cripple was unfamiliar with the place and lacked his own opinions. He had been born in Red Lotus City, and if it weren't for this accident, he might have died there too.

She nodded quickly in agreement: "Ah? Okay, okay... How do I register?"

The person making the remark was very talkative and knew how to quickly build rapport with people: "Come with me, is this your granddaughter or your newly accepted apprentice? She'll definitely be a top-notch beauty when she grows up."

The old cripple became even more wary, glanced at him, and didn't reply.

Logically speaking, once the lame man became wary, the person expressing their feelings would stop there, as continuing would likely offend him.

But then he noticed the unpredictable look in Liu Xiyao's eyes and felt a chill run down his spine: "What's wrong with her? Is it a special condition or is she feeling unwell? I just feel..."

He wanted to say, "I always feel like there's a second personality inside me."

The words were on the tip of his tongue when a cold wind blew past him, and he swallowed them back.

"I feel like something's off?" The old cripple looked at his granddaughter with a puzzled expression. She was still as innocent and lively as ever. What was wrong with her?

He believed the person who struck up the conversation had ulterior motives.

"What do you mean by 'go to the side together'? I think you're probably just trying to lure me to a secluded corner so you can kidnap my granddaughter."

The old cripple muttered something to himself and walked straight down to the city gate.

He led Liu Xiyao through the eight-zhang-wide doorway without seeing anyone stop them.

The sixteen officers and soldiers on duty were arranged in an orderly line, each zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) long.

Their eyes were sharp, staring straight ahead, as if they hadn't seen the old cripple at all.

"Hmm? Has the rule been lifted? The city gates are now wide open."

The person asking the question muttered something to himself, indicating his confusion.

Not keeping their feet still, they immediately started walking to catch up, not wanting to let the suspected powerful 'old man' get away.

Just as they were about to pass the first pair of soldiers.

The change was sudden and unexpected.

"bass!"

"Ding!"

Two steel guns clashed diagonally in front of him, sparking a few flecks.

Their eyes were sharp, their legs were straight, and their hands gripping the spears were strong and powerful, striking with lightning speed.

A short, round-faced soldier immediately launched an attack!

"What's your entry permit? What's your surname? What's your given name? Where are you from? Where are you going? How many people are in your family? How many acres of land do you own per person? How many cows do you have on your land?"

The person who had been expressing their disbelief looked at them and said, "It's you again?"

Another seemingly experienced middle-aged officer said with a look of regret, "Good heavens, how come this young man sounds like a habitual offender the moment he opens his mouth? Your eyes and expression are off. Do you have a criminal record and are you trying to sneak into the city?"

The short, round-faced officer quickly chimed in, "Well done, Old Xing, you're really educated. No wonder we got promoted from Red Lotus City to here."

The experienced middle-aged officer beamed with joy upon hearing the praise: "Six, learn more from your uncle. There's a long road ahead for us, and we can still rise through the ranks."

Having learned his lesson from last time, the inquirer was much more rational this time and didn't make another fool of himself: "What's so special about this old man?"

The experienced middle-aged officer smiled and said, "The person in his hand is holding a token that clearly says Gu Qici!"

"I've never heard of this person before..."

"Good heavens, go register properly and stop blocking the way. You think you're worthy of 'canceling'?"

The old cripple hadn't gone far.

He heard these words and saw the people who were being held back from leaving.

He glanced at the token in his hand.

A different kind of emotion is growing in my heart.

He straightened his hunched body slightly.

……

Half an hour later.

After some twists and turns and inquiries, the old cripple found the location of the teleportation array in Baiqi City.

Behind him was Liu Xiyao, holding a candied hawthorn stick in her hand.