It is said that the Yan Kingdom’s Royal Family was once managed by a Cultivation Clan under the Cyan Creek Sect.
Disguising as a mundane Martial Artist, and then assisting in transporting jade stone out of Yuhua City, admittedly doesn’t attract much attention.
It wouldn’t be too late to head to the destination then, perhaps simply find one going in the sa direction.
In recent tis, I have been constantly reviewing various geographical materials within the Sect.
Chu Ning has gained a clearer understanding of the world he currently resides in, and the next destination is already decided.
Leaving the tavern, Chu Ning walked toward the eastern gate of Yuhua City.
According to the ntions from people in the tavern, there are many jade rchants in Yuhua City who mostly bring with them escorts.
Yet, there are always so special situations where these rchants also temporarily recruit so escorts.
The place for recruitnt is near the eastern gate.
Chu Ning walked all the way to the eastern gate and indeed saw quite a few people gathered not far from the city.
There were both people like Chu Ning checking the social world and many others holding up cloth strips with various information written on them.
"Recruiting two Martial Arts Masters, transporting jade stone to Yongsheng Prefecture."
"Recruiting four Martial Arts Masters, transporting jade stone to Luofeng City, round trip."
...
Chu Ning looked at these ssages, so near, so far, but most were still to nearby towns.
For Chu Ning, these places naturally weren’t attractive.
"Hmm?"
Just then, Chu Ning saw a man with a short beard who looked quite steady, around thirty years old, holding a cloth strip.
"Recruiting six Martial Arts Masters, ten hands, heading to Feiyan Dock."
Unlike other places where people paused to chat, many Martial Arts Masters saw this and walked away shaking their heads.
"Going to Feiyan Dock, that’s too far."
"Yes, and that place is not far from the Immortal Land; if we encounter a cultivator... this job isn’t easy."
...
Beside this man stood a forty-year-old rchant-looking man.
He saw the Martial Arts Masters and, having tried to engage in conversation a few tis, showed a faintly anxious expression.
"Master, why don’t you return to the inn to rest, I’ll stay here and keep watch."
The middle-aged rchant sighed upon hearing this:
"I’d better stay here and keep watch together. We’ve already delayed a lot on the way here. If we can’t recruit anyone to transport the goods, we’ll miss it."
Their conversation wasn’t loud, but for the divinely perceptive Chu Ning, he could naturally hear it clearly.
Feiyan Dock?
Chu Ning’s brow lightly moved, proactively stepping forward.
"Excuse , is this Feiyan Dock located between Yan Gui Mountain and Pot Mountain Lake to the north?"
Suddenly hearing soone inquire, the middle-aged rchant’s eyes imdiately lit up, and he promptly spoke with the thirty-sothing man:
"Exactly, it’s Feiyan Dock there; would this warrior be willing to go? The pay will definitely satisfy you."
Upon hearing this, Chu Ning’s face showed a hint of hesitation.
"That place requires nearly a three-month journey."
"The road is indeed long, but we have horses; it won’t be too exhausting. If you’re willing to go, I’m willing to offer this amount."
The middle-aged rchant seed afraid that Chu Ning wouldn’t be interested, directly raising his hand to show the reward.
"Fifty taels of silver, indeed not little."
Chu Ning murmured softly, then looked up at the middle-aged rchant:
"Alright, I agree."
"Wait!" The middle-aged rchant was about to respond when the short-bearded man spoke in a deep voice.
Chu Ning looked at him, and the man continued:
"This brother, the journey is long. We need so friends with considerable skills; can you asure up? Mr. Li would like to test you."
Upon hearing this, a slight smile hung on Chu Ning’s face.
"Oh, how to test?"
"Naturally, we need to spar a bit." The short-bearded man who called himself Mr. Li glanced and continued in a deep voice:
"Please wait, I still need to recruit a few more people; once full, we’ll find a place."
"Spar?" Chu Ning smiled, suddenly reaching out for the cloth rod held by the short-bearded man.
The short-bearded man watched Chu Ning’s approaching hand, not quick, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
He pulled the cloth rod back with his left hand, while his other hand reached for Chu Ning’s wrist.
His movents were quick, thinking he could easily grasp Chu Ning’s hand.
But to his surprise, his grab completely missed.
In the next mont, the short-bearded man’s face changed drastically.
For the cloth rod that should have been in his left hand unexpectedly appeared in Chu Ning’s hand at this mont.
And he didn’t even manage to react.
"Too slow!" Chu Ning chuckled inwardly.
These mundane Martial Artists’ movents were no different from slow-motion replay in his eyes; how could they escape his grasp?
However, at this mont, the short-bearded man was already extrely stunned.
He considered himself not weak in skills, yet under Chu Ning’s grab, he couldn’t even resist.
"Such fast skill!"
"Such outstanding skill, this..." The short-bearded man hesitated slightly inwardly.
At this mont, the middle-aged rchant saw Chu Ning with delight, although he hadn’t seen the process, he saw the result.
He was undoubtedly clear of his family guard master’s skills.
Seeing Chu Ning’s skills appear even stronger at this mont, he promptly said:
"Excellent! What’s the warrior’s na, if you join, I’ll add another ten taels of silver."
"Chu Ping!" Chu Ning casually made up a na.
In these nearby cities, people with the surna Chu were abundant, thus he didn’t deliberately change the surna.
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