The bronze horse carriage broke through the crowd near the city gate and quickly approached the entrance.
Seeing this, Qin Yang frowned, but he didn't plan on intervening—there was no need. Just as Qin Yang was about to step aside,
however, the team of horses and carriages had already arrived in front of Qin Yang.
"I'm talking to you, get the hell aside."
A burly man riding a Fiery Fire Horse on the right shouted at Qin Yang.
The Fiery Fire Horse beneath him galloped with no sign of stopping, charging straight as if to trample over Qin Yang.
Seeing this, Qin Yang's face imdiately turned cold. Although he didn't want to cause trouble, it didn't an he would remain indifferent when soone's horse was about to step on his face.
It should be noted that he had killed a Middle Stage Immortal Venerable Realm expert from the Blood Evil Sect. In Qin Yang's eyes, these Immortal Master Realm guards were nothing but ants.
Therefore, Qin Yang, who initially intended to step aside, remained in place, with a glint of coldness flickering in the depths of his eyes.
Seeing Qin Yang standing still, the cultivators around him showed a look of pity—this guy got scared stupid.
The burly man sneered, but still didn't show any intention of stopping his Fiery Fire Horse.
"Be careful, fellow cultivator."
Just as the Fiery Fire Horse was about to trample Qin Yang, a voice suddenly sounded beside him.
Swoosh!
Next, a chubby white hand grabbed Qin Yang's arm and pulled him aside.
Thud, thud, thud!
The Fiery Fire Horse sped past Qin Yang. Seeing that he hadn't trampled Qin Yang, the burly man glared at him fiercely.
At this ti, the youth with a slick face on the bronze carriage stopped his hands from fondling the two won's waists and looked up. His eyes revealed disdain and ridicule when he saw the person who had been scared stiff under the horse's charge.
"Haha, country bumpkin, got scared stiff just like that."
The young man in white robe imdiately showed a grin, laughing loudly.
Accompanied by the laughter of the young man in white robe, the bronze horse carriage and the four guards rushed into Wind Ridge Town without even stopping to pay the town entrance fee.
Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, but there was no need to rush and kill these people right in front of all the cultivators.
"Fellow cultivator? Fellow cultivator, are you alright?"
As Qin Yang stared at the back of the bronze carriage, a voice sounded beside him.
Qin Yang turned his head and saw a chubby white young cultivator. The young man's face was round with small, bright eyes.
At this mont, the small eyes showed a trace of concern as they looked at Qin Yang, thinking that he had been frightened silly.
"It's nothing, thank you for just now, fellow cultivator."
Qin Yang smiled slightly, cupping his hands in thanks.
Just now, when the Fiery Fire Horse charged over, it was this chubby white cultivator who pulled Qin Yang to the side.
"Oh, it was a small matter, no need for thanks, fellow cultivator."
The chubby white cultivator waved it off casually, chuckling.
"However, fellow cultivator, you should be more careful next ti. This guy could really crush you to death or injury, and you would be helpless."
The chubby white cultivator advised.
"Hmm."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yang nodded. He wouldn't reject a well-intentioned warning from others.
"Fellow cultivator, do you know who that person was just now...?"
Qin Yang asked.
"Fellow cultivator, you must be an outsider, your first ti in Wind Ridge Town? That guy is the son of the Lord of Wind Ridge Town, nad Zhuoyue. He's just a playboy who ate countless Spirit Pills to break through to the Immortal Spirit Realm and is extrely fond of won."
The chubby white cultivator sneered disdainfully.
"A cultivator who relied on swallowing pills to break through to the Immortal Spirit Realm, with a na like 'Zhuoyue', but what can be said, his old man is powerful. His father is the Lord of Wind Ridge Town, with strength reaching the Immortal Venerable Realm, making the Zhuo Family the local tyrant here in Wind Ridge Town. So, this guy behaves with such impunity."
The chubby white cultivator said to Qin Yang.
"Haha, can't beat having a great dad."
Listening to the chubby white cultivator's tone, which was quite humorous, Qin Yang laughed and said.
This point is no different from Earth. Having a powerful father can bring quite a lot of benefits to the second generation.
"Haha, fellow cultivator, you're right, can't beat having a great dad."
The chubby white cultivator laughed.
"Talking to you is quite enjoyable. Oh, I am called Bai Renchuan, and you can call 'White Fatty'. I'm from the Bai Family in Celestial Cyan City. What is your na, fellow cultivator?"
The chubby white cultivator asked, looking at Qin Yang.
"I am Qin Yang, a Loose Cultivator."
Qin Yang also smiled and replied.
Although deceit is common in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it doesn't an there's no true affection. This White Fatty seed amusing and had just "saved" him. Moreover, it's just an exchange of nas, so Qin Yang had nothing to hide.
"Since it's your first ti in Wind Ridge Town, let's beco friends. You can consult if you have any questions."
White Fatty offered with a smile, then gestured with his right hand, pulling out a Communication Jade Slip.
"Sure, that's fine."
Qin Yang nodded.
In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, cultivators don't communicate with phones like on Earth. Instead, they use Communication Jade Slips. Both parties carve their Divine Sense imprint on each other's slip. Even if separated by thousands of miles, they can talk to each other.
Of course, the communication range of the jade slip is influenced by each party's Divine Sense strength, with Immortal Spirit Realm able to communicate across thousands of miles and those above Immortal Venerable Realm across tens of thousands of miles.
Then, Qin Yang also gestured with his right hand and took out a Communication Jade Slip. It was a blank one from the storage bag when he killed Xue Kuang.
Qin Yang and White Fatty left their Divine Sense imprints on each other's jade slips and then walked into Wind Ridge Town together.
"By the way, fellow cultivator, did you co to Wind Ridge Town to hunt demon beasts in the Celestial Cyan Mountain Range?"
White Fatty asked, looking at Qin Yang.
"Yes, sort of. And you, fellow cultivator?"
Qin Yang nodded.
In fact, Qin Yang ca to Wind Ridge Town more to seek information he wanted, particularly the location of the Ice Snow Grand Immortal Sect.
"Handling so family business, and also concerning a marriage."
White Fatty said.
"Marriage?"
Qin Yang was a bit surprised. White Fatty didn't seem very old, probably just over twenty. For cultivators, even marrying at a hundred isn't late.
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