Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 218 The Woman Worth a City is Coming

Sun Yanwan and Xiximuli each used their lightness skills to closely follow Sikuli. This disciple of the Great Snow Mountain did not expect that he had "leaked" such important information.

After all, this matter is almost known to everyone on the prairie, and anyone can find out about it.

From a distance, Sun Yanwan saw Sikuli walk into a camp. This camp was extremely grand and could accommodate at least several thousand people. There were more than ten white camel elephants in the camp, each carrying a wide platform on its back. The platform was surrounded by thick curtains and covered with soft wool blankets. It must be very comfortable to sit inside and travel.

In addition to camels and elephants, there were also countless horses, and the caravans were layer upon layer, loaded with countless precious things.

The Northern Yan royal court is seeking marriage for the little prince, so how could they be reluctant to give up money and property?
Xiximuli was initially unwilling to believe Sun Yanwan's nonsense, but when he saw the convoy, he immediately believed it. The merchant from Boshi Country felt his mouth dry and whispered, "The wealth of this convoy is probably only rivaled by the ten richest merchants in Boshi Country. If I could get this wealth..."

He immediately imagined how he would hide this wealth, organize the people to transport it back to Boshi country bit by bit, and then sell it at the auction house in Boshi country to get the highest price...

The more Xixi Muli fantasized, the more excited he became. He was just about to hug Sun Yanwan and shout, "You are truly the most conscientious person in the world."

Sun Yanwan's face was extremely ugly at this moment, because he saw one of the people he least wanted to see in his life, the little princess of Beiyan, the Golden Feather of the Great Sun on the grassland, Giatana.

Well, now Giatana is no longer number one on the list of geniuses.

But now it's even more terrifying, she has become a master.

A grandmaster in his twenties.

If there wasn't another Zhang Qingxi in the world, this little princess of Beiyan would surely be praised as the best in the world in fifty years.

By that time, the old ancestor, Mu Xianyuan, Da Ku, and Yang Wuji should all be dead, and the several great masters may have also reached old age...

When Giatana went south, she was still quite simple, but now she was dressed in the most noble way. From a distance, she looked like a red golden lotus blooming on the prairie, shining brightly and glitteringly, and no one dared to ignore her.

In addition to Giatana, Sun Yanwan also saw another less familiar person, the one with the title of Daughter of the Dawn, the Grandmaster Princess Narenzhaya of Northern Yan. She was dressed in elegant and luxurious jewels, and her face was full of joy.

Sun Yanwan also didn't expect that when the little prince of Beiyan proposed marriage, it was actually Jiatana and Narenzhaya who accompanied him all the way.

In addition to the two grandmasters, there are at least five innate realm masters in the team, dozens of masters of the entry level, and a 1,000-strong Beiyan Royal Court Guard's Fierce Horse Cavalry. This is the most powerful cavalry on the grassland, and even the grandmasters dare not challenge it lightly.

On the prairie, Sun Yanwan couldn't even send the letter.

He now missed his master aunt more and more.

If Shi Si was around, he would at least have some solutions.

"Try to sneak in by any means?"

"You must be kidding! Both Giyatana and Narenzhaya are masters, and they have both practiced spiritual skills. I have no way to hide from them."

"Even if my appearance changes drastically, how can I possibly conceal the true energy of the Songyang School's martial arts?"

"It's too late to practice the Golden Sun Sutra now, and it may not be useful." Sun Yanwan and Xiximuli were very far away from the camp. Sun Yanwan was afraid of triggering the spiritual connection between Jiatana and Narenzhaya, so he didn't dare to get close.

He observed for a while, then sat down dejectedly, repeatedly thinking about how to break the deadlock, but he couldn't think of any effective trick.

Suddenly he heard Xiximuli exclaim, "The woman worth a city is coming."

Although Sun Yanwan still couldn't accept this standard of measuring beauty by money, she immediately realized that Xiximuli was talking about Giatana.

Although Narenzhaya, the daughter of the sunset glow, is also extremely beautiful, she is by no means worth an entire city.

He was horrified and thought to himself, "Has he been discovered?"

"How could we be discovered from so far away?"

Although the distance was far, there was no place to hide on the prairie. There happened to be a rock where they were hiding, so they could hide. If they ran away now, they would probably be recognized by Giatana immediately.

Sun Yanwan's mind raced, and she lowered her voice and said, "I have a grudge against that woman. I'm going to block my sixth sense later. Help me bury it and build a small pile of stones. If he asks, just say your brother is dead."

After hurriedly saying these few words, Sun Yanwan lay on the ground, used his internal energy to sink downwards, and embedded himself several feet into the earth.

Xiximuli was also a smart man. He immediately pushed some soil onto Sun Yanwan to bury him, and found a few stones nearby to pile them up. This was a custom on the prairie, similar to burning paper and offering incense in front of a grave on Earth.

Giatana came over quickly. She was alone and didn't even have the black iron rod that she always carried with her. There was a look of sadness on her face.

She saw Xiximuli, but ignored him and just sat down in another stone pile nearby, letting the breeze blow on her without moving.

Xixi Muli was very surprised. He didn't know what grudge Sun Yanwan had with Giatana. He just felt that this beautiful girl was very sad. Unable to suppress his curiosity, he said, "I am Xixi Muli, a merchant from Boshi Country. Why are you so sad?"

Giatana looked at the pile of stones, her tone unable to conceal her sadness as she replied, "Because my senior brother was killed here. He was about to take over the leadership of Longzang Temple, but before ascending the throne, he went to pray for the Rulan tribe and never got to sit in the seat that was rightfully his."

Xixi Muli knew about Longzang Temple and was shocked. He thought to himself, "What is Sun Yanwan's background? She actually has a grudge against the people of Longzang Temple?"

He didn't dare ask any more questions, for fear that this beauty, who was worth an entire city, would suddenly notice something and pull Sun Yanwan out of the ground.

Xixi Mulli could see that even if he and Sun Yanwan were tied together, they were no match for this beauty.

Although Giatana is the surviving disciple of the previous master of Longzang Temple, all her martial arts were taught by her eldest senior brother. She has a very good relationship with this unparalleled genius senior brother who died before he could take over Longzang Temple.

She was sad and dazed. She seemed to see a plain-looking monk in white robes, not handsome or elegant, but with a unique and extraordinary temperament. He smiled and said to her, "Life is impermanent, so why worry?"

At the same time, Giatana also sensed that besides her and Xiximuli, there was a third person here...

(End of this chapter)