Chu Yang walked out of the carriage, looked at the morning glow that dyed half of the sky red, and stretched out.
He walked up to the two guards who were keeping watch at night and asked with a smile: "Brothers, can you tell me how far it is from Xuanyuan City?"
"Xuanyuan City is in the south, and it will take at least seven days to get there by riding a flying desert horse," the two guards replied vigilantly.
One of them said with an unkind expression: "Boy, if you are healed, please leave. The carriage you have been sleeping in these days belongs to our lady. Don't be ungrateful."
Chu Yang smiled and said nothing more.
He was unfamiliar with life here, so he naturally had to follow this convoy to a nearby city.
After arriving at the city, they will naturally leave.
The convoy made its way to Fenghuo City without encountering any danger.
However, Chu Yang and Ning Yuyan have become quite familiar with each other these days. The other party is the second lady of the Ning family, a large family in Beacon City, and is in charge of the fleet of the family's trading company.
This time I also went to another city to discuss business in person, and saved Chu Yang on the way back.
When the space door opened, due to Gu Ming's obstruction, the space coordinates were disordered, and even he himself did not know where he would be teleported.
Now it seems that the situation is not bad, at least I am still in the far west.
………
Baichi Tower in the west of Fenghuo City, the sea breeze is alone at dusk!
Fenghuo City belongs to the territory of the Ziyang Empire. Directly in front of the city wall is a broad, clear river flowing slowly, like a giant dragon with a crystal clear body and silver light.
The river has no end, winding and disappearing into the sky.
Chu Yang followed the convoy onto the moat and entered Beacon City.
The scene in this city was much more prosperous than he had imagined, not to mention that both sides of the street were already occupied, with vendors selling all kinds of elixirs, magical weapons, and martial arts secrets.
The center of the street was already crowded with people. Among the dense crowd, there were young men hanging swords on their waists, some carrying scimitars on their backs, and some riding precious monsters.
In the attics and courtyards on both sides of the street, ladies and gentlemen from all walks of life stood on tall buildings, observing the young talents coming and going, trying to find the right husband in their hearts.
"Miss Ning, your Fenghuo City is quite lively," Chu Yang said with a smile.
"Today is the day when Tianjian Sect comes to Fenghuo City to recruit disciples, so it is naturally much more lively than usual," Ning Yuyan replied with a smile.
"Tianjian Sect?" Chu Yang was interested. He wanted to join a sect, so that he could not only have a place of refuge, but also get the resources needed for cultivation.
Maybe he could find the elixir that could restore Old Mo's soul, but Chu Yang didn't know the strength of the Tianjian Sect this time.
As if seeing Chu Yang's concerns, Ning Yuyan said with a smile: "Although the Tianjian Sect is only a third-rate force in the far west, its leader Yue Buli is indeed a strong person in the Zongmai realm."
"Miss Ning, how do you differentiate between the first-rate and the second-rate of this power?" Chu Yang asked humbly.
He has never even been out of Qingyang Village before, and the strongest person in the village is just Coach Mo. His understanding of the world is no different than a blank slate.
"If there are no warriors in the sect who have surpassed the Kongmai Realm, then these forces are collectively called Buruliu," Ning Yuyan explained to Chu Yang as she walked: "There is at least one Zunmai Realm warrior in the sect.
It can be divided into third-rate forces.
If there is a strong person in the Imperial Lineage who is in charge, it is a second-rate force.
A force with strong people in the Holy Pulse Realm is a first-rate force."
"Then the Zhenwu Holy Sect is a first-rate force?" Chu Yang asked doubtfully.
"No, no, no," Ning Yuyan shook her head and said, "Beyond the first-rate forces, there is another force called the Imperial Immortal Sect.
There are more than dozens of Saint Pulse Realm powerhouses in each Imperial Immortal Sect, and they also have various methods left behind by the great emperors of the sect before they ascended.
There are even rumors that there are still some extremely ancient ancestors in the realm of divine veins within the Imperial Immortal Sect."
Upon hearing Ning Yuyan's introduction, Chu Yang remained silent and clenched his fists. Only at this moment did he realize how small he was.
After a long while, he suddenly raised his head, with piercing eyes, and said firmly: "Miss Ning, I have decided. I want to participate in the selection of disciples of the Tianjian Sect."
Chu Yang also thought clearly, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he cannot aim too high and must take one step at a time.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and he believes that one day he will have the strength to fight against that behemoth.
"Okay, then Mr. Chu, be careful," Ning Yuyan nodded and encouraged, "Come on, I believe you will pass the selection."
"I can't repay you for Miss Ning's life-saving grace. If anything happens in the future, you can come to Tianjian Sect to find me," Chu Yang replied seriously.
After bidding farewell to Ning Yuyan, Chu Yang followed the crowd and walked towards the center of the city.
……………
Hu Yuan's residence was quiet late at night in the thick darkness.
The entire Hu Mansion staff gathered in the hall, worried.
The dim night was like a silent giant swallowing up the whole world.
The hall was brightly lit and people were in panic.
In the past, when Xu Zimo and others were not here, Hu Yuanwai also tried to use this method to gather everyone together, but it was of no use. People would still die the next morning.
The servants who are still staying in the Hu Mansion are doing it because of the multiple times the monthly salary, otherwise they would have left long ago.
Xu Zimo found an armchair in the hall, then yawned, lay on the armchair and fell asleep.
Not long after, a melodious and sad song sounded in the Hu Mansion. The song was filled with a sense of misery, as if the sound of teeth grinding was mixed with a woman's cry.
It makes people's hair stand on end and makes their ears very uncomfortable.
In front of the house in the east courtyard, Wang Yang, Xing Lin and Xiao Yu all held a torch in their hands.
The lanterns lit up on both sides of the courtyard made everyone's faces turn red.
"Where did the singing come from?" Wang Tao said with a frown.
The three of them all listened attentively, but the singing sounded far and near, as if it was spreading from all directions, and they could not hear the direction of the source at all.
"Let's search each room one by one. I don't believe where it can be hidden," Wang Tao said with a cold snort.
"Senior Brother Wang, we'd better be careful," Xiao Yu reminded from the side.
"It hides its head and shows its tail. If it was really capable, it wouldn't do such a little trick," Wang Tao nodded, but still replied disdainfully.
Then the three of them began to search, starting from house to house in the east courtyard.
The Hu Mansion was not that big, and several people searched until midnight without finding anything, but the woman's singing was still ringing.
"This is a bit weird," Xing Lin said with a slight frown.
