Si Lei Zhenjun

In the Alchemy Hall of Yunxiao Sect, inside an alchemy room, the air was filled with the aroma of medicine and the fire in the furnace was burning brightly.

Yu Wanwan was concentrating on refining the elixir when suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence in the room.

"What's the matter, Junior Sister Zhiqing?"

Yu Wanwan looked up and saw Zhiqing rushing in with a panicked look on her face.

"Senior Sister, please go check it out," Zhiqing's eyes were filled with anxiety. She pulled Yu Wanwan's sleeve and was about to leave. "Daibao and that little girl from Piaomiao Peak are being bullied. They're right outside our Alchemy Hall."

The little fox often came in and out of Danyun Valley, so she naturally knew it. She had also seen the little girl several times and knew that Senior Sister Yu had a very close relationship with her.

Yu Wanwan's expression suddenly changed. Without caring about the elixir that was still being refined in the furnace, she stood up and hurriedly followed her out of the alchemy room.

When the two of them arrived outside the Dan Hall, they saw from afar a large group of people gathered under a towering ancient tree in the corner of the square, and it was bustling and lively.

The crowd was either whispering and talking to each other, or standing on tiptoe and craning their necks to look inside.

Yu Wanwan's heart tightened. She pushed through the crowd and squeezed in to take a look. She saw a young girl with pigtails holding a long whip, waving it wildly and whipping a little fox.

The little fox was tied tightly to the tree trunk with a thick rope and could not escape.

Its petite body was covered with wounds and torn flesh, and its originally snow-white fur was stained a shocking red by the blood.

Every time the whip fell, it was accompanied by the little fox's miserable howls.

The girl with pigtails was beating the little fox madly while cursing, "I told you not to be mean to me! I told you not to be mean to me!" It seemed that only in this way could she vent the anger in her heart.

On the side, Jiang Xiaoli was grabbed by the back of the neck by a woman in a plain dress with a cold face. She could not move. Her little face was full of tear marks and she was crying.

Yu Wanwan had seen this girl with pigtails several times. She had heard that she seemed to be the granddaughter of the Great Elder, and was favored by the Great Elder because of her good qualifications.

"Stop!" Yu Wanwan strode forward, snatched the whip from the girl's hand, and threw it hard to the ground.

Then, she turned around abruptly, her eyes as sharp as torches, staring coldly at the woman in the plain skirt, and asked sternly:

"Senior Sister, I wonder what my junior sister and her spirit beast have done that you would bully her like this?"

The woman in the plain skirt loosened her grip on the back of Jiang Xiaoli's neck, pointed at her and sneered, "She let the beast commit a crime and almost hurt the Great Elder's granddaughter. I didn't punish her, but only taught that spirit beast a lesson. I'm already giving you face."

"I didn't!" Jiang Xiaoli shook her head repeatedly, crying, "She insisted that I give her Daibao to play with. When I refused, she came to snatch it away. Daibao just released his aura to attack her fiercely, but didn't hurt her at all. As a result, this bad sister tied him to a tree and beat him."

"If this beast had really hurt Xiaozhi, I would have killed it on the spot. How could a thrashing be enough to end it?" The woman in the plain skirt sneered with disdain.

"That's right!" The girl with pigtails beside her echoed, looking at the little fox tied to the tree with its skin torn and flesh exposed with a smug look on her face, as if she was admiring the results of a victory.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoli's eyes reddened again, tears of grievance welling up in her eyes, as if they would fall at any moment. She bit her lower lip tightly, trying hard to prevent the tears from falling.

Yu Wanwan saw it with her own eyes and felt pain in her heart.

She held the little girl in her arms with tenderness, patted Jiang Xiaoli's back gently, and said softly:

"Don't cry, Xiaoli. Your sister is here."

Jiang Xiaoli's grievances and fears seemed to have found an outlet. She hugged Yu Wanwan tightly, and her tears rolled down like beads with broken strings, soaking Yu Wanwan's clothes.

Yu Wanwan gently stroked her head and said softly, "Daibao is injured. Let's go treat him first, okay?"

The laws of the Yunxiao Sect are much stricter towards beasts than towards humans. Since Daibao has released a fierce aura that has ferociously affected others, it would be difficult for her to stand up for it and Xiaoli easily. She would have to consult the opinions of those at Piaomiao Peak first, otherwise she would easily end up making things worse.

"Yeah." Jiang Xiaoli nodded slightly.

Yu Wanwan took Jiang Xiaoli to the tree and directed an invisible force to cut the rope.

Then he untied the rope on the little fox and held the little fox in his arms.

"Ohhhh!" The little fox whimpered a few times in grievance.

Yu Wanwan gently stroked its fur, took out a few of its favorite fruits, and put them close to its mouth.

The little fox's eyes lit up, as if it smelled the fragrance of the fruit. It opened its mouth eagerly and swallowed the fruit in one gulp. It chewed happily, and every bite seemed so satisfying and happy, as if it had completely forgotten the pain all over its body.

The woman in the plain skirt suddenly released the aura of a Spirit Refining Stage cultivator, her consciousness firmly locked onto Wanwan. "Did I ever say this matter is over?"

Yu Wanwan's lips curled up in a sarcastic smile. She looked at the woman in the plain skirt fearlessly and said, "Why? Is this senior sister still planning to attack me in my Danyun Valley?"

A hint of fear flashed across the eyes of the woman in the plain skirt. She snorted coldly, with a hint of reluctance and threat in her tone:

"Hmph, I'll let you go for now. Keep your spirit beasts under control from now on. If you do this again, I'll report this to the Great Elder."

After saying that, the woman in the plain skirt glared fiercely at Yu Wanwan and the little fox who was happily eating the fruit, then grabbed the girl with pigtails beside her, and with a flash of light, she flew away.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared completely from everyone's sight.

……

Jubao Chamber of Commerce.

Quiet room.

"But the increase from 100,000 to 1 million is ten times! The increase you're making is too outrageous." Elder Du argued.

Chu Xing sat lazily on the chair, squinting his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and responded slowly:

"Elder Du, I've heard that nearly two to three hundred people come to your Chamber of Commerce every day to comprehend the ancient stone tablet."

"We charge one thousand spirit stones per person. Just from this stone tablet, your Chamber of Commerce can earn two or three hundred thousand spirit stones a day. What's more, these people will also make other purchases at your Chamber of Commerce."

"So, do you think one million spirit stones is really too much for me?"

Elder Du hesitated for a while, his heart wavering, but he still decided to ask Chu Xing about another condition:

"I wonder what small favor you need from me?"

Chu Xing's smile grew even brighter. "That's easy. Elder Du just needs to use his connections to help me find two people in the city."

Elder Du felt a little relieved, his eyes fixed on Chu Xing. After a moment's silence, he slowly spoke, "I can agree to both of your conditions, but I must be frank. If you fail to successfully resolve the troubles facing our Chamber of Commerce, we will not pay you any spirit stones afterwards!"

Chu Xing raised his lips in a playful manner and retorted:

"No, I can only promise to fully cooperate with you and make sure you don't make any mistakes. If it doesn't work, that's your script's fault. What does it have to do with me as an actor?"

"Elder Du, how about this? If something goes wrong during my performance, you can refuse to pay me afterwards. Otherwise, you must pay me regardless of the outcome."

Although the other party's words contained many unfamiliar words, Elder Du could still vaguely understand what the other party meant.

He thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, then it's as you say. However, our Chamber of Commerce still needs two days to prepare everything. Please come back in two days."

"Okay, I'll ask Elder Du to help me find two people. One is named Li Qinghe, and the other is a monk, his Buddhist name is Pushe..."

Chu Xing described Li Qinghe and Pushe's appearance in detail to the other party. "When there is news, please send someone to the City Lord's Mansion to inform me."

"Okay, I will do my best." Elder Du responded with a smile.

Chu Xing hesitated for a moment and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Um... Elder Du, can you lend me 10,000 spirit stones first?"

Elder Du was slightly stunned, then nodded and took out 10,000 spirit stones and handed them to the other party.

"Thank you." Chu Xing put it away with a smile.

……

After Chu Xing came out of the Jubao Chamber of Commerce, he first went to Cailuan Street to pay back the more than one thousand spirit stones he owed, and then went straight back to the City Lord's Mansion.

When he pushed open the gate, Chu Xing subconsciously touched his storage bag, feeling a little bit of anticipation. But this anticipation was quickly interrupted by the scene before him.

I saw Hong'e Shuangshu, Wanqiu, and Lanqin sitting around a stone table with a set of mahjong on the table. The four of them were either happy or angry, laughing continuously, and the atmosphere was very lively.

"How is the battle going? Who wins and who loses?" Chu Xing walked quickly to the stone table with interest.

Upon hearing this question, except for Qi Shunan who had a frown on her face, the other three women at the table all showed joy on their faces, their smiles as bright and dazzling as blooming spring flowers.

Seeing this, Chu Xing smiled playfully and said, "Could it be that Master's family loses to three families?"

Qi Shunan suddenly raised her head, her eyebrows raised, and yelled at Chu Xing: "Humph! What do you care? Master has too many spirit stones to spend. What's wrong with giving some to them?"

Chu Xing smiled but said nothing, thinking to himself, "You can't spend all the spirit stones? You don't spend any spirit stones at all!"

Qi Shunan thought about her experience during this trip back to the clan, and her dissatisfaction with Chu Xing became even stronger. She rubbed the mahjong tiles in her hand while glaring at Chu Xing, her face full of anger:

"You stinky disciple, didn't you say that if you captured Kui Nantian and brought him back, you would be so proud? But I dragged him around the sect and no one paid any attention to me!"

"How is that possible?" Chu Xing was very surprised. There must be many elders in the sect who can recognize Kui Nantian as a cultivator who has undergone tribulation. Even if the master has a bad reputation in the sect, it is impossible that no one would come up and ask about it out of curiosity.

Chu Xing suddenly turned his gaze towards Shen Yuluan, and seemed to understand something all of a sudden. He asked as if he had suddenly realized something:

"Master, are you wandering around with Senior Uncle Yuluan?"

"What else?" Qi Shunan frowned, as if she was wondering why he asked that.

"So, as soon as you showed up, everyone ran away?" Chu Xing asked.

"How do you know?" Qi Shunan was surprised.

Chu Xingxin said that maybe I am not the only one who knows, many people know it, but you just don’t know it.

But he didn't dare to say it out loud, he just smiled and said:

"Master, don't worry. I will definitely help you spread the word after I return to the sect. This accident happened purely because the publicity was not up to par."

……

As night fell and the twilight was as dark as ink, a crescent moon quietly climbed up into the sky, like the slender corner of the sky, casting a cold gaze.

In the small courtyard, the four girls' card game was still lively, with the sounds of mahjong and laughter intertwined, creating a very lively atmosphere.

However, with a drizzle, the card game gradually came to an end. In the end, the two sisters Hong'e and Lan Qin left the courtyard with some reluctance.

Chu Xing took Wan Qiu's hand and walked into the room, his steps seemed a little hurried.

"Cough cough..."

Chu Xing cleared his throat, trying to appear calmer.

"Qiu'er, a disciple from our sect has gone missing recently. I happen to know some people in the city. When I went to ask them for information today, the owner of the clothing store insisted on giving me two pairs of socks, saying they were for my wife." Chu Xing took out two pairs of snow-white silk stockings and handed them to Wan Qiu. "I really couldn't persuade her. Do you like the style?"

Wan Qiu took the two pairs of white stockings, and the soft and silky touch instantly spread to her fingertips.

She carefully looked at the thin socks in her hands, and felt her cheeks getting hot for some reason. She blushed and asked, "My husband... do you want to see me wearing them?" Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but full of endless shyness.

Chu Xing took her hand and embraced her soft and delicate body. He raised his hand and gently pinched her fair and rosy face, saying softly, "I just know that Qiu'er looks good in anything she wears."

Wan Qiu gave him a shy look, gently pushed him away, and walked behind the screen.

Chu Xing looked at her graceful figure, his heart full of anticipation.

After a while, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind the screen, and then Wan Qiu walked out in a light nightgown.

The nightgown was as light as gauze, swaying gently with every step. Under the skirt, a pair of slender and straight legs were faintly visible, wrapped in thin white silk, adding a bit of temptation.

Her once snow-white face was now rosy red, spreading all the way to her earlobes.

Chu Xing approached her, and as she lowered her head shyly, he reached out and pulled her soft and delicate flesh and led her to the bed.

The curtains were drawn, the candles were blown out, and in an instant the room was plunged into a soft darkness.

Outside the house, the rain suddenly became heavier and a crosswind started to blow.

The green bamboo in the yard swayed its branches and leaves, and each leaf became a drummer, making a hoarse rustling sound to the rhythm of the strong wind.

The white curtains were lifted up with the whistling wind coming through the vermilion window. The curtains swayed gently, reflecting two figures leaning on each other inside.