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The city was extremely noisy, with the hawkers' cries rising and falling.

The breeze blew gently, ruffling the girl's slightly messy hair. Rong Chen's eyes were dark and his brows were slightly furrowed. He always felt that this little girl had other purposes.

"You have the jade token I gave you. I hope to see you at the sect's disciple-recruiting ceremony in two years." Rong Chen said, moving the teacup filled with tea in front of him aside. Zhou Yun had been pouring tea for him, and he really couldn't drink it anymore.

"With the jade token given to me by the Immortal Lord, I can be an outer disciple?" Zhou Yun had a sarcastic smile on his face.

The girl's eyes were sharp, as if she could see through everything.

Rong Chen felt a little annoyed. He didn't like being plotted against, and he disliked people plotting against him even more. The reason why he was so tolerant was only because he had some friendship with the commander of Wushuang City, but their friendship was not deep.

However, Zhou Yun was constantly testing Rong Chen's bottom line, wanting to see to what extent Rong Chen could indulge her. She was always bold, and dared to test a fairy king with strong cultivation and strength. However, in order to maintain his image as a fairy king, Rong Chen did not bother with her, a junior.

"Immortal Lord Rongchen, is the Wushuang Order one of the keys to unlock the Ladder to Immortality?" Zhou Yun suddenly asked.

Rong Chen was originally impatient with Zhou Yun's incoherent way of talking to him, but when he suddenly heard Zhou Yun say this, an imperceptible hidden light flashed in his cold eyes.

Zhou Yun smiled slightly and said, "The Wushuang Order is in Lin Bufan's hands, and Lin Bufan was escorted by the Imperial City Division to Ailao Mountain to mine. However, Lin Bufan is a proud and arrogant person. It is impossible for him to obey the punishment honestly, so he must have been running all the way." After a pause, Zhou Yun sighed, "I think Senior Su He must have a headache facing such a prisoner."

Rong Chen's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with ripples. He just looked at her calmly: "Who told you that the Wushuang Order is one of the keys to open the Stairway to Immortality?"

As for who Lin Bufan was, Rong Chen had no interest in knowing. He was just a despicable and shameless cultivator.

Zhou Yun held her cheeks with both hands, stared at Rong Chen Xianjun with eyes as clear as autumn water, and said softly: "I saw it in a fragment of an ancient book."

Rong Chen smiled slightly, with a hint of teasing on his lips: "Little girl, it is better to read less messy ancient books. Those are nothing but nonsense."

Zhou Yun retorted disapprovingly, "The reason why the major sects didn't come to rescue him at the beginning must have been because of the Wushuang Order. After all, such a rare treasure, no matter which sect it falls into, will arouse everyone's covetousness and dissatisfaction. So, everyone tacitly chose to stay put, waiting for someone to break the rules, and then seize the opportunity. And the person who broke the rules was Lin Bufan."

Rong Chen's face was still as calm as a lake, but there was a barely perceptible cold light in his eyes that was as fleeting as a meteor. At this moment, the communication jade token in his hand suddenly flashed. It was a message from a sect disciple. He put down the teacup and stood up gracefully.

Zhou Yun keenly noticed that whenever Rong Chen mentioned that Qianmen Sect did not go to Wushuang City for rescue, he seemed to become particularly sensitive, like a tiger whose beard had been touched. This was really interesting.

At this time, Jimo Yanzhou was holding a colorful lantern, like holding a bright pearl, and slowly walked over. Seeing Rong Chen stand up, he hurriedly went to greet him, performed a standard etiquette to Rong Chen, and said: "Immortal Rongchen, are you leaving now? Won't you stay a little longer?"

Rong Chen just glanced at him indifferently, pulled Zhou Xueru, and flew into the air, leaving only a faint shadow.

"This guy is so rude." Jimo Yanzhou complained, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Zhou Yun took out the jade token Rong Chen gave her. The jade token shone with a warm glow under the moonlight, as if it was a priceless treasure. She carefully hung the jade token around Jimo Yanzhou's waist.

"This was given by old man Rong Chen." Zhou Yun said softly, with a hint of mystery in his voice.

Jimo Yanzhou was a little surprised when he saw Zhou Yun tying the jade token to himself. "Isn't this for you?"

He lowered his head and looked at the jade plate carefully. He saw that it was engraved with exquisite patterns and exuded a faint spiritual energy.

"This is the jade token for the candidate disciples of Qianmen Sect." Zhou Yun hung up the jade token and then gently smoothed the snow-white tassels hanging from the jade token. The tassels were as soft as silk in her hands.

"He gave it to you, why did you give it to me?" Jimo Yanzhou asked doubtfully, his eyes full of confusion.

"I'll save your life!" As soon as Zhou Yun finished speaking, several people in dark blue robes suddenly appeared around the tea stall.

The hems of their robes were embroidered with unique patterns of Jimo monks.

The leading man stepped forward and said to Jimo Yanzhou, "Sixth Young Master, the eldest young master ordered us to take you back to the mansion."

Jimo Yanzhou thought to himself: Last time, the young master also said that he would send someone to take me back to the mansion, but he ended up killing me. Do you think I will still believe your lies?

"Who are you from Jimo family?" Zhou Yun's light voice, like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, came over.

The leading monk saw a delicate and pretty girl standing next to Jimo Yanzhou. The girl had an exquisite appearance and was wearing colorful clothes, as if she was covered in the moonlight. She was so delicate and noble that she looked like a fairy from the upper realm, which made people fall in love with her.

This was the reason why Zhou Xueru had been jealous of Zhou Yun. Zhou Xueru couldn't understand why she and Zhou Yun were both on the run, but Zhou Yun was still wearing gorgeous clothes, radiant and even more beautiful than when she was in Wushuang City, while her own escape was so miserable.

The leading cultivator's expression changed slightly. He knew very well that Jimo Yanzhou was acquainted with Rong Chen of Qianmen Sect. He also caught a glimpse of the jade token of Qianmen Sect's candidate disciple on Jimo Yanzhou's body. This jade token meant that Jimo Yanzhou had obtained the qualification to enter Qianmen Sect.

In the city, under the watchful eyes of so many people, it was really inconvenient for them to take action against Jimo Yanzhou.

However, he did not expect that the girl next to Jimo Yanzhou was so extraordinary. His tone immediately became more respectful: "I am Zhang Lin, the son of the steward of the Council of Elders."

"Why would the Jimo family send a steward's son to pick up their eldest son?" Zhou Yun sneered. Her eyes were as cold as stars. When she looked at Zhang Lin, she had a condescending attitude.

Zhang Lin thought to himself that this person might be a noble lady from a certain aristocratic family. So he asked cautiously, "Which family is this girl from?"

"Yun'er is my sister." Jimo Yanzhou replied quickly.

Zhang Lin was thoughtful, guessing that maybe Jimo Yanzhou had abducted a noble lady from a noble family. He thought, if that was true, when the noble family came to find him, they could put all the blame on Jimo Yanzhou.

Zhou Yun's voice was as calm as autumn water. She walked in front of Jimo Yanzhou and said to him, "Brother, let's go."