230: Dear relatives and friends

A long while later, Mo Qianqian wiped the sweat from her forehead, silently put on her clothes, and her expression was not one of grief or indignation, but rather one of complete calmness.

The middle-aged man stood at the door, tidied his clothes, and turned to Mo Qianqian, saying, "I am Yuan Anping, the chief constable of this city. You can go find the butler; he will settle you in. You can also tell him if you need anything."

With that, he pushed open the door and strode away.

"Thank you, Master."

Mo Qianqian's mindset changed quickly; she seemed to have accepted everything that had happened. Her gaze, however, passed through the crack in the door and looked at the gloomy sky, her thoughts unknown.

Then, she tidied her appearance slightly, extended her slender feet, and stepped out of the room.

As for the veil,

She did not wear it again.

...

West of the city,

Xu Sanyan wandered the streets, clutching a fruit and eating it in large bites. As the fruit pulp went down, his spirit was slightly invigorated.

He was reluctant to waste anything, so he even chewed and swallowed the core, only then licking his lips, still wanting more.

The item was a good one, but too expensive. This unknown fruit cost a full two jin of Soul Crystal. He bought two at once, and now only had a little over four jin of Soul Crystal left.

"My Divine Soul should have broken through the three jin mark..."

Xu Sanyan muttered softly.

With his Divine Soul reaching such a state, he clearly felt a slight limitation.

Whatever he ate, whether it was steamed buns, stuffed buns, or this fruit, the improvement was not as obvious as before, as if an antibody had formed.

But Xu Sanyan knew that this was reaching a critical point.

His cultivation was like a bottle, and his Divine Soul was like the water in the bottle.

Each time his cultivation improved, the bottle would expand a bit to hold more water, but ultimately there was still a limit.

A Perfection cultivation in the Mystic Path Realm could probably hold about four jin of 'water.' He had already poured in more than three jin, so there wasn't much room left.

"Soon..."

Xu Sanyan touched the Storage Pouch in his embrace. He planned to completely fill the bottle, making his Divine Soul unable to ascend further, and then refine the Nether Phoenix Divine Soul to maximize the effect.

However, to fill the remaining 'water,' the little over four jin of Soul Crystal he had left was clearly not enough. He still needed to earn more Soul Crystal.

He estimated that another dozen or so jin should be enough.

At this moment,

The mother stone in his embrace slightly warmed, and a message appeared on it:

"I am Xiang Tan, Senior Brother, save me."

Xu Sanyan frowned. His 'idiot-phobia' was acting up a bit. You should tell me where you are or what happened, otherwise how can I save you?

He remembered Xiang Tan wasn't this stupid before. Could it be because the demonic seed affected her intelligence?

"Where are you?" Xu Sanyan asked.

After a while, Xiang Tan replied, "I don't know."

"What did you encounter?"

"I don't know either. I just woke up and found myself in a narrow room."

"Senior Brother, save me!"

Xu Sanyan rolled his eyes. Did she think he was an immortal? Knowing nothing and still expecting him to save her?

Go to hell!

Just as he was about to put away the mother stone, another message came from it:

"There are many crystals around me, and some miscellaneous things... and a corpse."

"What kind of crystals?"

"Similar to Spirit Stone, completely transparent, but without Spiritual Qi."

Soul Crystal!

Xu Sanyan's spirits lifted. Save her, he must save her!

Xiang Tan was his beloved friend and relative, and she had worried and toiled for him, making great contributions. Now that she was in danger, how could he abandon her?

"This corpse is so strange. It's clearly right beside me, but I can't touch it, like an illusion. And it looks so familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere..."

Familiar?

Xu Sanyan frowned tightly. This was the Ghost Realm; ghosts would not leave corpses after death. So where did the corpse come from?

After a long while, Xiang Tan finally sent a message:

"I remember now! When Senior Brother was fighting Fang Qingge and others earlier, I saw her among the surrounding crowd."

"Her?"

Xu Sanyan murmured softly, that word...

A female corpse?

"She seemed to be on the side of the Huai Lake Zuoqiu Clan. I don't know her name."

Xu Sanyan's pupils suddenly contracted. Someone from the Huai Lake Zuoqiu Clan?

Could it be one of the Huai Lake Seven Heroes?

Suddenly, he remembered something. Earlier, to avoid fierce ghosts and evil souls, when he and Junior Sister Zhao and others entered that pavilion, the Grand Elder had said,

'What do the six guests need?'

At the time, he wondered where the sixth person was. He even speculated if the old man hadn't died completely?

Now that he thought about it, the problem might lie here...

So, was it Zuoqiu Hui or Zuoqiu Zhen who had a problem?

"What color clothes was she wearing?"

Xu Sanyan frowned tightly, asking Xiang Tan.

"She wasn't wearing clothes."

"Hmm?"

Xu Sanyan secretly sighed in regret. If the mother-child stones could transmit images, it would be great; he would be able to distinguish who it was.

"See what else is around, try to escape. I don't know your location, so I can't rescue you. You need to first determine where you are."

"Okay, Senior Brother."

There was no more news from that side. Xu Sanyan slightly closed his eyes, his brain working furiously.

If one of Zuoqiu Hui and Zuoqiu Zhen truly had a problem, in Xu Sanyan's opinion, Zuoqiu Zhen was more likely.

Because she...

Was too flirtatious!

The Zuoqiu Clan was a Righteous Path Family, and the Huai Lake Seven Heroes were even more outstanding among them. Their Family education must be strict; they would never do anything to disgrace their Family name. How could someone allow themselves to be toyed with after only meeting a few times?

Comparing her to the other six, the eldest, Zuoqiu Shu, had a gentle nature and cared for her sisters. The second, Zuoqiu Chen, was straightforward. The third, Zuoqiu Hui, was extremely intelligent and acted steadily.

The fourth, Zuoqiu Xin, was a bit proud and a bit naive. He had only met the fifth, Zuoqiu Yu, once and was unsure of her personality. The sixth was Zuoqiu Zhen, and the seventh, Zuoqiu Yi, didn't like to talk, perhaps she was more introverted?

Looking at the personalities of the seven, they were all different, but the only thing they had in common was that they were all very well-bred, indicating a very proper Family style. But Zuoqiu Zhen...

Xu Sanyan recalled the scene where she actively raised her arm to accommodate him, and he felt that something was very wrong. At the time, he didn't feel anything, but now that he thought back carefully, there was a big problem.

Because he had clearly stated that he liked their eldest sister, Zuoqiu Shu, yet Zuoqiu Zhen still acted that way.

Did she just like that sense of illicit thrill?

Although he also liked that feeling, Xu Sanyan was a person of the Demonic Path, acting as he pleased, while they were of the Righteous Path and had to consider the consequences.

Moreover, Zuoqiu Zhen clearly seemed to respect their eldest sister; even if she truly liked Xu Sanyan, she wouldn't be so proactive.

So he speculated that Zuoqiu Zhen might have been influenced by something.

Of course, all of this was his speculation, and whether it was accurate remained to be seen.

However, he had already become vigilant in his heart. He would have to be more careful when encountering people from the Zuoqiu Clan in the future; who knew what strange things their Family was hiding.

And, this Secret Realm was also very unusual!

Xu Sanyan looked at the 'bustling' long street, his eyes slightly lowered.

They were too much like living people. Everyone had their own thoughts, their own intelligence, and even developed their own understanding of survival.

For example, Lalan that night, he had tasted her unique skill, "Phoenix Dance of Nine Heavens."

The emphasis was on "unique," not "Phoenix Dance of Nine Heavens."