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Ziyue City, Ziyue Restaurant.

Xia Yu strode quickly, and as soon as he walked in, he shouted: "Son, serve the wine!"

"This journey has made me very thirsty."

"Okay, sir, please..." A waiter agreed, but no one was seen.

Without him, there are many people.

At this moment, Ziyue Restaurant is overcrowded.

Xia Yu glanced at them and was secretly stunned. Not only were there many people, but their cultivation levels were all at the peak of the Emperor Realm at the lowest level, and at the worst level they were pseudo-half-saints.

So many people?

Xia Yu's arrival also attracted many people's attention, but they all looked at him and ignored him.

Most people didn't even look at it.

Many people were whispering.

Xia Yu found a remote place to sit down, and heard something about himself in his ears.

"Do you know? Xia Yu appeared in the Caiyun Mountains last time. I don't know where he will appear this time?" Someone next to him was transmitting a message.

However, how could this be hidden from Xia Yu, who possessed the Avenue of Sound.

"It's strange, why did Qixian Pavilion send people to follow it?" A person opposite the man asked through a voice transmission.

"How to track him? Xia Yu directly broke through the sword formation of Wujian Sect with one shot. According to the news from Qixian Pavilion, Xia Yu has a lot of cultivation, but his actual combat power is infinitely close to that of a real half-saint."

"Don't think about how you can track someone so powerful unless the master of the Seven Immortals Pavilion follows him personally."

"It's true. I heard that Xia Yu has something weird about him. Is it true?"

"That is inevitable. Otherwise, how would it be possible to break out of the chaotic space? Even the chaotic space on the other side of the deserted city cannot be broken out by a king-level person."

"In addition, I suspect that this man has a valuable treasure, or an earth-shattering treasure. Look at how he came out. In less than three years, from an extremely remote place, his combat power is close to that of a half-saint. Is this a joke?

?”

The man spoke eloquently, and the man opposite nodded his head.

Suddenly, someone hurriedly walked in and whispered: "The latest news, I just learned from Qixian Pavilion that Xia Yu looted Jiuyun Sect and disappeared."

"Nine Clouds Sect?"

Even though his voice was very low, how could he hide it from the people present?

Everyone frowned. Jiuyun Sect was a small place to those present.

"Xia Yu is taking revenge. If he wants to take revenge, where will he go next?"

After a short silence, someone let out a low cry.

"Wu Jian Sect? Or another sect?"

"I don't know. Those places are not far apart. We can go and wait in advance."

"Will Xia Yu come to Ziyue City?" someone thought.

"How is that possible? There is the Pavilion Master of the Seven Immortals Pavilion in Purple Moon City, and Mrs. Hongzhuang is a real half-saint. How can Xia Yu defeat her? He will never come here unless he is seeking death."

"That's right." The person who asked the question nodded.

Little did he know that behind him was Xia Yu sitting there.

The corners of Xia Yu's mouth raised. Do you think I don't dare to come?

I have to come!

It's a very strange feeling to hold a glass of wine and quietly listen to the people around you making various speculations about yourself.

It wasn't until it was getting late that most of the people dispersed.

There are also some people who still haven’t left.

For a monk, this little time is nothing at all.

Just when Xia Yu was about to leave, a man sat directly in front of Xia Yu.

Xia Yu raised his eyebrows. He had just seen this person sitting on a table with many people, but he would leave soon.

The most interesting thing is that his Sound Avenue did not sense what the other party was saying.

Xia Yu remained unmoved and looked at him quietly.

The man took out a piece of paper. Xia Yu took a look at it and was speechless.

On that piece of paper, there was a sentence written: Xia Yu’s latest news, ten high-grade spiritual stones, Tianji Pavilion is a child without deception!

Tianji Pavilion?

Xia Yu knew something about this place. It was an intelligence agency that made a living by selling information.

When he was in Daxia, he had heard about some of them, and they were said to be very mysterious and powerful.

Many big forces sometimes need to buy information from Tianji Pavilion.

However, if you don’t speak and write something on paper, you will be a member of Tianji Pavilion?

Xia Yu smiled and said: "If the news is true, let alone ten high-grade spiritual stones, ten top-grade spiritual stones are still worth it."

The man's eyes lit up, and he randomly took out a second piece of paper, which read: Tianji Pavilion, unparalleled reputation!

"Well, tell me, where is Xia Yu now?" Xia Yu asked with a smile.

The man took out the last piece of paper, which read: Xia Yu is hiding outside Ziyue City at the moment, but the specific address...

Xia Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to pay first?"

The man took out another piece of paper: Tianji Pavilion has always been like this! Children and old men are innocent!

Xia Yu smiled secretly in his heart, you are very well prepared.

"Take me there. When we get there, it's really Xia Yu, ten top-quality spiritual stones."

The man stood up, bowed and made a gesture of invitation.

Xia Yu laughed, dropped a piece of gold, and stood up.

The remaining people in the restaurant looked at Xia Yu's back and shook their heads slowly.

This fool!

I don’t know which family this person came from, but he didn’t even follow an old man. He probably ran away secretly.

Xia Yu was led straight out of the city.

The man didn't stop until he reached a hilly area fifty miles outside the city.

"Hey, boy, you really dare to come!"

Suddenly, the man turned around and sneered again and again.

"Hey, you can talk, where is Xia Yu?" Xia Yu asked with a smile.

"Xia Yu, am I not Xia Yu? Take out ten top-quality spiritual stones." The man took off his bamboo hat with a sneer on his face.

"Xia Yu is so handsome, but you are so ugly that I can't even look at you. How dare you say that you are Xia Yu?"

"Have you met Xia Yu? I am Xia Yu. I want to default on my debt. Brothers, come out!"

With a whoop, several big men jumped out of the hills, holding swords.

Xia Yu rubbed his nose, glanced at Xia Lei and Xia Ya, and said with a smile: "Did you see it? Such a dirty trick?"

"However, I really admire your courage for actually daring to attack Ziyue City like this. Do you know who I am?"

"I don't need to know who you are? I just know that I need to hand over all the Qiankun Ring in your hand and all the money you have on you, otherwise, I and you will be driven to pieces!"

Xia Yu smiled!

He really couldn't understand that a group of casual cultivators from the first and second levels of the Emperor Realm could be so courageous.

"I know the Qiankun Ring, and I have some discernment. Do you think you guys can beat me with your cultivation? After all, I am also at the eighth level of the Emperor Realm."

"Haha, so what?" the leading man said with a sneer on his face.

The next moment, the aura on his body suddenly surged.

The same goes for several people behind him.

Fake half-saint!

Xia Yu smiled and said, "Okay, it's quite hidden!"

"Boy, be wise and hand over the things if you don't want to die. I also want you, this maid, I want it. It's a good furnace!"

Xia Yu's face turned cold and he said, "You are asking for death! There was a glimmer of hope, but now, it's gone."


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