"lon seeds, fine wine, and mountain spring water. Make way, lift your foot for a path, brother."
The mountain spirit pushing the small cart squeezed through the crowd, promoting the food on his cart.
"Little souvenirs, little souvenirs, produced by Thousand chanism Pavilion, a fifty-to-one reproduction of the sect’s statue..."
A mysterious cultivator in black clothes arrogantly sold knockoff figurines at the gates of soone else’s house. On seeing Thousand chanism Pavilion cultivators approaching, he used escape technique to slip away.
"Blueberries, Tianshan blueberries, produced by dicine King Valley, blueberry dried fruit. One bag for five spirit stones, five bags for only twenty. Try before you buy, not tasty, no need to pay."
A rabbit demon was covered in bags of all sizes, each containing packaged dried fruits.
The demon race, having discovered new business opportunities, was weaving through the crowd, selling various unbranded products.
The cultivators preparing to enter the underground city either sat or stood, all gathered in the waiting area that had been set up so days ago.
They held their reservation numbers, waiting for the opening of the underground city, occasionally chatting quietly with people next to them.
Or waving off the sales pitches of those demons.
No one was fighting or being aggressive, nor was anyone bullying others with their power. No one was stealing others’ trial slots, everyone behaved like obedient kids.
Not because they suddenly beca well-behaved or compliant.
But because today there were quite a few people maintaining order nearby.
The senior brothers and sisters from the inner sect of Sword Pavilion, who were free today, all turned up at Thousand chanism Pavilion under the banner of keeping peace.
Half were there to watch the spectacle, and half were wandering the streets in the na of patrolling.
Even if they were skipping class under the guise of preserving order.
But the cultivation of these Golden Core Stage and Nascent Soul Stage Sword Sect disciples was plainly visible.
Under the watchful eyes of this group, the loose cultivators who were usually assertive among their peers naturally behaved like docile cats.
Most people were satisfied with this peaceful and comfortable environnt, but so were not.
Such as the three traditional ones.
Lin Feng’s group had the queue numbers conveniently in front of Wang Lin’s group, so the six of them gathered together.
Lin Feng, Wang Lin, and Li Feiyu, these three felt uncomfortable, as if sothing was missing from their lives.
"This isn’t right. Usually, soone would co to stir things up around now, why isn’t there anyone?"
"How co no one has co to snatch my trial slot? Where are they?"
"Why hasn’t my enemy shown up yet?"
Unable to figure it out, they decided to find a target themselves.
Now the three were staring directly at a burly man who was two ters six tall and weighed around three hundred pounds.
Because he seed the least like a good person.
The man’s heat-seeking gaze scared the burly man a bit. He looked back and glared at Lin Feng’s trio.
Unexpectedly, the trio was suddenly thrilled instead of intimidated, seemingly awaiting sothing to happen.
A chill ran from the man’s feet to his head, and he quickly turned away from those three.
"Brother Xiong, what’s wrong?" the burly man’s companion Hong Sen asked.
"Nothing, bumped into so weirdos." Daxiong felt the trio’s intense gaze still lingering, shivering again.
Hong Sen turned to take a look, indeed noticing three people staring directly at Daxiong.
"They have numbers," Hong Sen advised.
"Everyone’s got tis they’re alone, don’t let run into those freaks elsewhere. I’ll deal with them."
Daxiong mumbled, stepping to the side to distance himself from the trio.
Probably sensing Daxiong’s resentnt, and receiving Daxiong’s promise, Lin Feng’s trio felt their lives complete again.
"Comfortable," they all felt refreshed simultaneously.
Compared to Lin Feng’s trio who felt uneasy without provocation, the other three were much more normal.
Bai Xiaochun was boasting and chatting with the little cat lady from the demon race selling lon seeds, making her giggle.
Wang Ma had nothing to do, chatting casually with Li Jue about the underground city.
Li Jue seed a bit restless, appearing to be searching for sothing.
"Bai Xiao, have you seen my sister?" Li Jue used secret technique to contact his life spirit pet.
"There is a Sword Sect elder guarding this place; I dare not spy." An entirely white spirit bird was circling above Thousand chanism Pavilion.
Li Jue sighed, having no choice but to halt his efforts.
He had seen soone in the night market resembling his sister Li Yueqi several days ago.
Only because the night market was crowded, he hadn’t seen clearly, and the person was gone too soon.
"So annoying, why would Sister be here?" Li Jue rubbed his temples, feeling vexed.
Though he hadn’t seen clearly, instinct told Li Jue that person was definitely his sister.
Closing his eyes, all he could think of was his sister who was so domineering it was akin to a primordial fierce beast.
Li Jue felt a headache intensify.
...
At Thousand chanism Pavilion, Li Yueqi, already dressed up, was looking at her new outfit in the mirror.
She spun around in front of the mirror, jumped a bit, finding this set of clothes feeling really fitting.
The craftsmanship of that night market’s spider spirit was indeed skilled, producing such high-quality clothes overnight.
The fierce beast mask made by Thousand chanism Pavilion, the red-black fur collar, and the beast head decorations on the shoulders were all to Li Yueqi’s liking.
Li Yueqi didn’t understand only why the wig had a pair of cat ears, and these cat ears could move freely under the control of spiritual qi.
Li Yueqi also heard that not only were there fake beast ears in Thousand chanism Pavilion’s warehouse, but also a bunch of matching fake tails.
Those props could also sway back and forth under spiritual qi control.
"Who would actually buy such things?" Removing the mask, Li Yueqi tentatively inputted spiritual qi to make the cat ears move.
Probably because she grew up with spirit beasts, the cat ear movents appeared lifelike.
"ow~" Li Yueqi instinctively let out a ow.
The sound had just escaped her lips when she quickly covered her mouth, eyes scanning alertly around and releasing divine sense to sweep the area.
Once confirming there was indeed no one around, she relaxed, straightened her expression, put the mask back on, and exited the room.
After Li Yueqi had walked away, three heads popped from the ground at the doorway.
Li, Zhang Ze, and Little Fuji.
They ca looking for Li Yueqi but overheard so sounds they weren’t supposed to hear before entering.
Luckily, Zhang Ze was quick-witted, promptly prompting Li to lead them underground, further having Fuji conceal their presence.
"Dang, almost got silenced again." Zhang Ze shivered in fear.
"Why would she silence you? Qi Qi is so cute." Little Fuji was utterly puzzled.
"Just rember not to spread this around." Li said to Fuji.
"Oh." Little Fuji nodded.
The cat ears were simply an unintentional act by Zhang Ze, yet it surprisingly led to this outco.
Zhang Ze pondered in his heart about having his junior sister try on them soday.
Calming his restless mind, Zhang Ze held Li and erged from the ground, turning to leave.
...
Outside Thousand chanism Pavilion.
The underground city officially opened, as radiant lights lit up from the three transford Divine Sword Steles, and pre-recorded special effects dazzled everyone’s eyes.
A gigantic wood kite took off from the building cluster behind Thousand chanism Pavilion, gliding towards the mountain gate, scattering flower petals from cavities in its belly.
From a speaker enhanced by a sound amplification array, a cultivator’s voice sounded.
The cultivator hesitated for a mont before speaking.
"Team number one, just pick any, good nas are all taken by the players."
"Hello?"
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