Filial piety: the supreme emperor

In a small town west of Youzhou in northern China, closest to the border——

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As a strange aircraft slowly landed, a young man and a mature and beautiful woman wearing a dark-ink veil walked into the town.

The two walked into the center of the town and saw that the streets and alleys were bustling with people. Among the crowd there were cultivators as well as ordinary people, presenting a prosperous scene.

After looking around, Lu Ran suggested in a low voice: "Aunt Rong, let's find an inn to settle down first, and then plan the next move!"

"I seldom go out. I'll follow your arrangements!" Qu Qirong nodded slightly, agreed to his suggestion, and walked with him along the street towards the town.

They first arrived at Xilin City through the teleportation array in Xuancheng, and then came to this small town by aircraft.

The purpose of their trip was simple, which was to see the magnificent sight of flying cod dancing.

However, such beautiful scenery can only be witnessed in the last few days of the winter.

Coincidentally, Lu Ran and his Aunt Rong arrived at this place just at the tail end of Xuan Dongmo.

As their thoughts came and went, they had already asked several inns in succession, but the answer they got was that they were full.

Lu Ran couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that we are still a little late."

No doubt all the inns were full, for the reason of the impending flying cod spectacle.

"Flying cod, also known as lingcod."

"It is said that a Lingcod King with magical powers once appeared in Xilin Lake."

"It is said that the Lingcod King can sense the emotions between men and women. If you can gain its recognition, you will be granted an opportunity."

Qu Qirong gently stroked the little fox in her arms who was dozing with half-closed eyes, and explained with a smile.

"Of course, these are just legends, and there is no definite evidence as to whether they are true or not."

Lu Ran nodded in sudden realization: "So that's what happened!"

In his opinion, the sight of the flying cod is certainly attractive, but it is not enough to lead to the situation where every inn is fully booked.

But if you add this legend into the mix, it’s a different story.

Even though it is not certain that you will actually meet the Lingcod King and gain his recognition, what if it were to come true?

It is precisely because of this expectation that the scene becomes so hot.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Ran shook his head and said, "I think there is probably no such thing as the King of Lingcod."

"Maybe this is just a story the town made up to get people to come here."

Qu Qirong held the same view. She thought that these stories were just like the various robes sold in Lingbao Pavilion. They were just a marketing strategy of the merchants.

Just as Lu Ran and Qu Qirong walked out of a crowded inn again, a female cultivator came over and took the initiative to talk to them.

"You two, can't find a place to stay?"

"I booked a premium room, but now I have something urgent to do and need to leave immediately. Are you interested in taking it over?"

Lu Ran laughed dumbly: "In this case, the house price should be more expensive, right?"

"You also know the current situation here. Naturally, the housing prices are higher than usual."

The female cultivator smiled and spoke the truth.

He didn't expect that there were scalpers reselling rooms in this small town.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s not surprising. Every year at this time, there are always many people coming here.

If you book a room in advance and then sell it at a high price at a critical moment, you can really make a lot of money.

"Fellow Daoist, you and your partner have come all the way here, so I'm sure you don't want to go back home, right?"

Seeing that Lu Ran still hadn't given a clear answer, the female cultivator added fuel to the fire.

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When she heard the word "partner", Qu Qirong's beautiful face under the veil instantly flushed and her heart was beating fast.

This time when she came to Xilin City, she did not ask Qing'er to help her change her appearance. She just wanted to accompany her own Ran'er to play with her true face, so she chose to wear a veil to cover it up.

Lu Ran did not notice her subtle change and only asked, "How many spirit stones do you want?"

The female cultivator breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not expensive, a total of 380 spirit stones are needed."

"It's still a bit expensive!" Lu Ran showed an excited but hesitant expression. After hesitating for a while, he shook his head and refused.

Seeing this, the female cultivator suddenly became anxious and said hurriedly: "We can discuss the price..."

Lu Ran bargained tentatively, "How about 190 pieces?"

The corner of the female cultivator's mouth twitched: "Ah... this..."

How can there be such a way to bargain?

Just cut it off in half as soon as you open your mouth?

After a long time, Lu Ran finally made the deal at a price of 300 spirit stones. Under the guidance of the female cultivator, he and Aunt Rong moved into a luxury guest room.

Although he is not short of spirit stones now, he will never waste them easily. At the same time, he can also enjoy the fun of bargaining.

Originally, he planned to rent another guest room. After all, Aunt Rong was both his elder and a woman, and it was obviously not appropriate for the two of them to live in the same room.

Even after asking this "scalper" female cultivator, I was still told that there were no available rooms.

With no other options, Lu Ran and Aunt Rong could only make do with living in one room.

After settling down, since it was still early, the two decided to stroll around the town.

Although this town is not big, there are a wide variety of shops on the street, including medicine shops, drug stores and even ordinary shops.

Qu Qirong and Lu Ran walked side by side on the street, chatting and enjoying the scenery of the town.

Lu Ran was quite touched and couldn't help but think of the saying: "The smell of fireworks in the world is the most soothing to the hearts of ordinary people."