Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Gu Lang was somewhat surprised. He turned around and saw that they were two masked female warriors.

He recognized one of the voices. He was surprised to find Miss Zhu there as well. To his even greater surprise, Miss Zhu had actually reached the second level of Qi Refining!

Gu Lang's gaze shifted to the other person, whose body emanated spiritual energy, yet whose cultivation level was impossible to discern. Gu Lang was overjoyed, knowing that the other person's cultivation was undoubtedly higher than his own.

Three against five, the advantage is on my side!

Zhu Wuyao was also quite surprised at this moment.

This is a big customer!

Rather than risk selling the talisman to a stranger, it's better to sell it to this kind-hearted young master of the Gu family business.

Moreover, with Gu Lang here, they might be able to contact Senior Ji from Beixuan City.

In this way, the situation in Nanli City has an additional layer of protection.

As for Shen Anzhi and Ye Xiaozhou...

Although he knew that there was no reason to ask for help from strangers, a great disaster was about to befall Nanli City, and he could only rely on anyone who could help him. He could not afford to be slacking off for the sake of his own reputation.

Compared to human lives, what does losing face matter?

Upon seeing the newcomers, the five members of the Juque Sect immediately shouted:

"Where did these nameless rogue cultivators come from, daring to act arrogantly in Nanli City! Do you two intend to make enemies of the Juque Sect?"

Gu Lang was puzzled. In the storybook written by Miss Zhu, when Zhou, the chivalrous ruler, was acting righteously, he said, "Who gave you the audacity to hurt someone in front of me?"

I never expected that such words coming from these people would be so repulsive.

At the same time, I felt a little embarrassed, realizing that the trouble I had caused would likely implicate Miss Zhu and her friend.

As a chivalrous and upright person, Gu Lang immediately decided that he should draw as much hatred as possible during the fight, so that the two of them would not be hated by the Juque Sect.

Just as I was thinking this, I heard Zhu Wuyao say loudly:

"Who in Nanli City doesn't know that the Juque Sect is a superior immortal sect? Its disciples are all upright and honest, and they usually slay demons and protect the people. How could we allow you to tarnish their reputation?"

Ji Yuezhang also stepped forward, unleashing his Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, which shocked the Juque Sect members, leaving them utterly horrified.

"My junior sister and I have been traveling here. If we are fortunate enough to visit the Juque Sect, we will tell them everything. I never expected that there would be someone in Nanli City impersonating a disciple of the Juque Sect."

"Fellow Daoists, please get out of here."

Gu Lang listened to the two of them exchanging a series of words, which were both polite and sarcastic. He quickly shook his head, trying to shake off the strange thought.

Little did they know, Zhu Wuyao and the other two were holding a teleportation talisman in their hands, and were very nervous, all in an effort to help him.

She had considered it carefully; Gu Lang needed to be saved, but the Juque Sect could not be offended.

I am not afraid of the people in front of me, but I am afraid that there are powerful figures from the Juque Sect guarding the secrets.

Therefore, one should first flatter the person to show no disrespect, and then explain the intention to visit the temple gate, thus positioning oneself as a "peace envoy".

In truth, it wasn't exactly a lie.

Since Gu Lang dared to make a move, he must have something to rely on. In addition, given Ji Yuezhang's status as the eldest daughter of the Ji family in the Fu Dao sect, as long as the Juque Sect's reputation is preserved, they shouldn't have to keep harping on this matter for the sake of a few Qi Refining stage disciples.

After careful consideration, Zhu Wuyao felt that the risk was not high, so he took action directly.

As expected, just as one of the Juque Sect members was about to step forward to explain, he was pulled back by the leader.

He thought further: someone who had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage at such a young age must be a direct disciple of a sect.

If things really escalate, the elders inside the sect won't take action to teach this person a lesson for the sake of a few of them, especially since the other party only released pressure and didn't actually make a move.

He was secretly annoyed, yet also slightly fearful. He clasped his hands in a junior's salute and said:

"We were unaware that you were here, senior. We will take our leave now."

After saying that, he didn't even bother to clarify whether he was a disciple of the Juque Sect, and turned to leave.

All three of them breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Gu Lang snapped out of his daze, overjoyed:

"Miss Zhu, I didn't expect you to come to Nanli City. I thought I wouldn't be able to see your storybooks for a while!"

This is a collection of local Canglang stories, featuring only locally serialized novels.

Only after the author finishes writing the ending will the serialized chapters be bound into books based on their popularity and sold at other Ink Trace Bookstores.

He was eagerly anticipating the sequel to the story, and unexpectedly, fate was kind to him, sending Miss Zhu to Nanli City as well!

After settling in and introducing themselves, Gu Lang remembered to ask:

"Miss Zhu, what brings you to Nanli City?"

He remembered that when they were chatting in Beixuan City, Miss Zhu had mentioned that she wanted to try to become a disciple of the Zhaixing Tower.

Zhu Wuyao paused for a moment upon hearing this question.

"I was being hunted down by Nascent Soul cultivators and fled to Nanli City for my life."

Seeing Gu Lang standing there in a daze, Ji Yuezhang nodded and added:

“I was there, and I was the one who helped her escape.”

Gu Lang's mouth gaped open, and it took him a long time to recover before he stammered:

"Are you kidding me?! That's a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!!! He wouldn't even need to lift a finger; he could probably wipe out the three of us with a single breath. How is that possible?!"

Every time Zhu Wuyao thought about this, he felt that he was amazing, actually managing to withstand a Nascent Soul attack for thirty or forty breaths.

Of course, the main reason is that the calligraphy brush is so powerful.

Thankfully, I am a person with principles, morals, and a strong moral compass. When I transmigrated here and was so short of money, I remembered that it was a birthday gift from the original owner's parents, so I didn't sell it.

Thinking about this, Zhu Wuyao pondered for a moment. If he sold it, perhaps the pursuit would be avoided.

Not necessarily. Elder Qian might be overly suspicious and wouldn't be satisfied until he silenced me.

They also failed to understand the gains and losses.

But now, that calligraphy brush that could withstand a blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator is quietly floating in her spiritual sea, feigning death. In the end, she still came out ahead.

She explained, "It's all thanks to the help of the Star-Picking Tower."

"I see." Gu Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

If the two people in front of him were to directly confront a Nascent Soul cultivator, that would be too shocking. However, it was much easier for him to accept that the Star-Picking Pavilion had intervened.

"By the way, why aren't you going back to Nanli City? Is there something important that needs your help? If you can use my skills, just say so. I won't hesitate to help!"

Zhu Wuyao nodded and said:

"There is indeed something to be done. Nanli City is about to face a great calamity that will affect the entire city. We two have decided to invite you to join us. I wonder if Young Master Gu is interested?"

Gu Lang opened his mouth wide again, momentarily stunned.

Ji Yuezhang nodded and said:

"I was there and watched her do the divination."

Gu Lang slammed his mouth shut, nearly biting his tongue.

He took a deep breath of the cold noodles.

Looking at Zhu Wuyao, who was at the second level of Qi Refining, Ji Yuezhang, who was at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, and himself, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, he swallowed hard and asked with difficulty:

"These three plates of snacks we have won't even be enough to satisfy God's hunger..."