These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

But suddenly... I saw a pair of deep, eerie eyes in the clouds.

I'm carefully examining myself!

Wei Tu didn't waste time staring at the other person. He jumped down, returned to his room in the inn, and then pulled Ye Bingluan up.

"what happened?"

Ye Bingluan frowned as she looked at Wei Tu.

Wei Tu shook his head.

"There's no time, I have to go out."

Do you know how to get out?

The girl carried a glimmer of hope.

Wei Tu cruelly shook his head.

“I don’t know, but I do know that they’re not going to give us any more time. If we don’t get out now, we won’t be able to get out.”

...PS: I feel hungrier after eating breakfast than if I hadn't! I threw up, I need to eat something quickly, I can't take it anymore.

26. A single sword's light chills fourteen provinces! (Bonus chapter 6 for monthly votes!)

A handsome young man, dressed in white, as pure as snow.

Leading the girl in the red dress behind him, he walked downhill.

This combination is almost impossible to hide from; it seems to be an extremely conspicuous presence no matter where it is placed.

A gust of wind swept from upstairs to downstairs.

The inn was filled with people who looked like puppets, staring blankly at the two without any reaction.

The waiter, still nailed to the pillar, cried out in panic.

"Divine punishment is coming! Divine punishment is coming!!"

"Shut up."

Wei Tu casually picked up a plate that someone hadn't finished eating from and threw it at the waiter.

"puff!"

The plate was shoved directly into the waiter's mouth in an exaggerated manner.

His entire mouth was stuffed full, and his upper and lower lips couldn't close at all. His eyes were wide open as if they were about to pop out, and saliva was leaking all over the floor.

It could only make hesitant, meaningless sounds.

Wei Tu, still holding Ye Bingluan's hand, arrived at the counter and looked at the chubby shopkeeper whose expression remained unchanged.

Is there anything you want to tell me?

Ye Bingluan looked at the young man with some surprise as he asked this innkeeper, who was neither human nor ghost, a question at this moment.

However, since his hand was still in the other party's hand, it seemed that he had no right to raise any objections.

Does this count as sharing life and death?

It doesn't seem romantic at all. Stories are all lies, after all.

I was so nervous that my palms started to sweat.

The shopkeeper glanced at the composed young man in front of him.

"Don't be soft-hearted...don't be soft-hearted!"

After he finished speaking, his whole body began to steam.

The scalding heat made Ye Bingluan involuntarily take a step back, but her hand was still taken.

She then realized that the other person had never let go of her hand, nor had they left the shopkeeper's side.

The obese shopkeeper began to struggle violently.

He looked at Wei Tu in horror, as if he were using up his last bit of strength.

"It cannot be spoken...it cannot be spoken! Ah...!"

He burned into a pair of rotten mud.

And on the white gate tower in the center of the city, the first name appeared.

"Waaaaah!!!"

Xiao Er began to struggle violently.

The entire inn began to stir with unease. The group of people who had seemed so dull just moments before suddenly had expressions of terror on their faces, as if they were terrified of something happening.

"Walk."

Wei Tu pulled Ye Bingluan outside.

Ye Bingluan asked in confusion.

Why did he just act like that?

"rule."

"rule?"

"The current rules of Jiuyang City mean that they may overturn what they said to you before. Now those words are not credible. The real reason, what they really want to do, is known to the shopkeeper. It is precisely because he knows that he cannot say it."

"Even though he didn't say it, it was already like that..."

Ye Bingluan still felt a chill run down her spine when she thought about what had just happened. A living fat man was instantly turned into a pile of minced meat. In this hellish town, what couldn't happen?

Wei Tu shook his head.

"He has probably given us the closest answer to the secret, and that answer is the key to our escape."

How did he know...who exactly is he?

Ye Bingluan remembered this question. She had already been led away from the inn by Wei Tu. At this time, the sky was blood red, and from the clouds, a pair of scarlet and terrifying eyes would occasionally gaze down.

Ye Bingluan felt as if she and Wei Tu were inside a small box, merely miniature figures, while the person who truly controlled the box was observing her with amusement, as if any action she took was laughable and futile in their eyes.

Wei Tu shook his head.

"I don't know, but you might."

"I don't know him..."

Ye Bingluan thought about it for a while, but still couldn't come to this conclusion.

Wei Tu looked ahead and saw a blood-red expanse stretching from the sky to the distant horizon, as if the world had no sun and the sky and the world were the color of blood.

He gazed at the white gate tower that was gradually taking shape.

"Perhaps his name is on it; you'll know when you see it."

"Is that so?"

Ye Bingluan nodded, took a deep breath. Although the city had become so bizarre and outlandish that it was unimaginable, it seemed that things couldn't get any worse. There was nothing to be afraid of, and besides, she wasn't alone.

Wei Tu led Ye Bingluan over.

He asked, as if he had just remembered something.

"Who was that white-robed gentleman who whipped you?"

Hearing Wei Tu's words, Ye Bingluan blushed slightly. The thought that her embarrassing moment had been seen by him made her feel like she had no privacy at all, and that her dignity as an emperor had vanished.

She would never know that the boy holding her hand loved to torment women who seemed to be of high status.

The girl hesitated for a moment before answering.

"He is Bai Menlou."

"What do you mean? The White Gate Tower is a single person?"

Wei Tu frowned and looked at Ye Bingluan.

Ye Bingluan nodded, then shook her head.

"No... it should be said that he is just a representation of the White Gate Tower."

Upon hearing this, Wei Tu understood that the White Gate Tower was not a building that had been constructed in Jiuyang City long ago, but rather a magical artifact used to "seize" and "intercept" the two, capable of materializing into human form.

It was simply embodied in the image of that young master.

So... could the White Gate Tower be the key?

Wei Tu frowned and suddenly stopped.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"

Suddenly, at the end of the long street, the white gate tower, which seemed to be made of white jade, opened its doors, and a volley of arrows shot towards Wei Tu.

Arrows rained down from the sky, while the crimson gaze in the heavens smiled slightly, shifting from left to right as the arrows traveled their course.

Wei Tu released Ye Bingluan's hand and drew his sword.

"boom!"

He drew a circle with the tip of his sword in front of him, which generated a powerful sword aura that knocked all the incoming arrows down.

"Why all of a sudden..."

Ye Bingluan had not expected such a grim situation to suddenly arise.

Wei Tu knew this very well.

"Because it knows I'm heading for it, and it's probably integrated with the entire Nine Suns City, it can probably hear everything we say."

"boom!"

The volley of arrows failed to achieve its intended effect.

The gates of the White Gate Tower opened again.

This time, many puppets rushed out from inside.