Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Anle City is located in the southwest corner of the continent.

Its folded terrain forms a natural maze of spiritual energy. In addition, the three rivers flow in parallel, and water and fire are in harmony, making it a rare place where yin and yang are in balance. (1)

With abundant spiritual energy, it's not surprising that demon cultivators are prevalent.

However, the originally united and powerful human race did not conquer all of them.

All of this is nothing more than miasma caused by the excessive condensation of spiritual energy, which is not friendly to people.

If someone enters without warning, they may experience hallucinations at best, and physical damage at worst.

But these things are invaluable treasures to demons.

The continuous supply of spiritual energy eliminates the need for competition, and its concentration significantly shortens the cycle.

Many spirits that struggle to take human form even after a thousand years can do so in the depths of this miasma forest in just a hundred years.

Xia Youmi chose Anle City not only because it was the closest place to the spirit array, but also because of another unique custom—hanging coffins.

The general idea is to choose a cliff face near water and place the coffin in a naturally formed cave.

The locals are mostly religious and rarely disturb her, which generally ensures her peaceful cultivation.

These few days,

Xia Youmi heard many strange stories at the shop that served horses.

It turns out that Shunan Town is even more bustling than Anle City.

Because this place is well-connected to cities in all directions, it is also the only way to reach Anle City.

But once you go west to Anle City, there is no road leading further in.

The entire city was like the neck of a bottle in that massive mountain range, tightly sealed to prevent any unknown strange things from leaking out.

The ordinary people in the city rely on Shunan Town for all their daily necessities.

This is why,

This place is large enough to support a shop that specializes in serving horses. With so many people coming and going, the horses must be comfortable too.

The boss was quite a character; he would readily tell ancient tales of spirits and monsters, such as someone disguising themselves as a human, falling in love with someone, and then scaring the groom to death on their wedding night.

Or perhaps, someone wants to live forever and deliberately strikes up conversations with newly transformed demons who are still innocent and naive.

An ambitious man successfully seduces another woman, only to find himself falling in love with her purity. However, he dies on his wedding night.

There are all sorts of reasons for the rumors, such as the monster's true form being too ugly, or the size not being right, or that you should eat him after marriage.

The children here are very receptive to these stories.

They were terrified growing up, getting captured by monsters at the slightest provocation, and then successfully desensitized.

Everyone hopes to find a demon, raise it, and then forge a bond.

Even if you tell him it's fake, he won't believe you!

......

Wanbao Pavilion.

"Oh! Young lady, please come in! Our shop has all kinds of treasures. What kind of style would you like to look at?" The shop assistant greeted Xia Youmi attentively. There were many mysterious people coming and going in this place, so it wasn't a matter of judging by whether someone looked noble or not.

With a tinkling sound, the waiter lifted the beaded curtain and led Xia Youmi into the inner room.

Looking at the dazzling array of goods, including many shops selling imported goods, one can't help but marvel at how this place truly hides hidden talents.

Xia Youmi then asked directly, "Do you have a map?"

"Yes! Our Shun'an Town has lots of maps, big and small, covering all directions!" the shopkeeper said proudly.

"Oh? This isn't illegal?" Xia Youmi asked in confusion. Could maps be sold so openly and legitimately?

She deliberately chose a shop that sold rare and exotic treasures, presumably because there were many clandestine transactions.

"Who cares! This place is surrounded by mountains and forests, there's no need to worry about the convenience of walking!" The shopkeeper was being somewhat reserved in his words. In reality, regular customers who came to this place to do business all had their own ways of knowing the mountain paths.

It's completely useless; the blueprints sold in the store are outdated, copied from various sources, and are hundreds of years old.

Besides, the law does not punish the masses.

They just sold it incidentally to those who weren't afraid to die and headed deep into the mountains.

There's no going back; who can report all the vendors in the town?

Xia Youmi was led to a room filled with calligraphy and paintings. The stacks of paintings looked quite old.

"Ahem! If you're new here, I suggest you take a copy of everything." The waiter coughed, covering his mouth, and spread out seven or eight maps of each location in front of Xia Youmi.

"Uh, I can't bring that many either."

"Let me give you a heads-up, if you go deeper into the industry, you'll need this sooner or later!" the waiter said mysteriously.

"That's right, it can also be used to start a fire!" Xia Youmi suddenly realized and gave the shop assistant a grateful look.

Seeing this, the other party was speechless. In the end, he could only sell it to her at the price of waste paper for starting a fire.

Xia Youmi naturally understood that the guy was saying that if they were to get lost, they might be in a different direction after they ran out, and having a map would allow them to make a quick judgment.

Don't tell me she's been there every year.

Those who are capable enough to produce this image don't need it; those who aren't capable have no use for it at all.

Seeing that Xia Youmi only bought the items she didn't want, the shopkeeper was unhappy and vowed to make Xia Youmi bleed a lot of money.

He then began to introduce various talismans, mosquito and insect repellents, bait traps, nets that could be used as hammocks, hairpins that could hold salt, chamber pots, compasses, and herbal medicine packets.

The guy bragged about it to the skies, without caring whether Xia Youmi was even usable.

His energetic efforts prompted several customers behind him to open their wallets.

This time,

Instead, Xia Youmi discovered the value of the waiter and asked him where he had studied public speaking.

After finding out the location, he left with a map, leaving his employee who was inexplicably overwhelmed.

Duanshufang.

This is a teahouse, and most of the people inside are dressed as literati and scholars.

They all listened with great interest to what the man on the stage was saying.

Just as Xia Youmi had chosen a seat, she happened to hear her own name called.

"It is said that a white bone demon is hidden in this renowned city of Gangu. It is her inexhaustible demand for coffins that has made the city what it is today in the industry."

"What a pity! She fell in love with a scholar!" The storyteller paused, glanced at almost all the scholars present, and then received cheers of interest from them.

When Xia Youmi heard the first sentence, she immediately thought, "Oh no!" How could her name have spread here?

When I heard the second sentence, my mind went blank: What kind of rumor is this!

Even though her heart was in turmoil, she remained still, and her eyes, expression, and aura did not change at all.

The gentleman, who had piqued everyone's interest, then said:

"That demon's transformation into human form is not easy, yet he disregarded his own cultivation level and committed the act of stealing a woman's body!"

"Wow!"

"Keep your voice down, listen to the master!"

"Ahem, those skeletons were meant to sleep underground with humans in order to cultivate. But by chance, she saw a young scholar lying in a coffin. This god-like figure was actually from a family that couldn't afford to send him to school. His parents, not wanting to be a burden on their son, sold their blood to a landlord to get money to support him in taking the imperial examinations."

"But after passing the exam, I learned that my parents had passed away, and I would never hear the good news again!"

"Ah—" A murmur rippled through the teahouse, as they were quite interested in the poignant tale of the literary figures.

The scholar found the landlord and questioned him about why he had taken his family's lives.

"The landlord said bitterly, 'I did this to save my daughter's life! Your parents even sold their blood willingly! But even so, we couldn't keep our daughter!'"