64: I am not a petty person.

Lights flickered like stars, and the Milky Way hung high in the night sky of Tianjian City.

On both sides of the street, the signs of various shops appeared exceptionally brilliant against the backdrop of the lights.

The street was crowded with people, as if it were a bustling and noisy painting.

Cultivators, merchants, commoners, and Disciples from different Sects—all kinds of pedestrians weaved through the bustling streets.

Two young girls walked side by side, drawing the gazes of passersby; they were simply too stunningly beautiful.

Even in a large city like Tianjian City, they were rare to behold.

Qin Zixuan was long accustomed to such attention. She held Wang Wantang's hand, chatting as they strolled along.

"Sister Wantang, you seem a bit unaccustomed to such a lively environment."

"Indeed, Sister Zixuan, I still prefer quieter places."

Wang Wantang answered softly, feeling awestruck by the massive buildings that came into her view.

"By the way, I haven't asked yet, Sister Wantang, where is your Family located?"

Qin Zixuan asked curiously. She was full of curiosity about Wang Wantang, as they hadn't known each other for very long.

"My Family is in the Western Yan Dynasty, south of the Cloud Heaven Sect."

"The Western Yan Dynasty... So Sister Wantang's Family is within the Thirty-Six States of Donglin."

Hearing this, Qin Zixuan thought for a moment before a look of realization dawned on her.

That land consisted of more than thirty-six countries, but it was filled with the smoke and fire of war.

In some countries, powerful ministers held sway, while in others, monarchs indulged in pleasure; the cycle of rise and fall played out at every moment.

Perhaps a prosperous kingdom today would turn to dust tomorrow; the rise and fall of nations were impossible to predict.

To facilitate reference and communication, the major powers of Donglin Prefecture collectively referred to this turbulent land as the "Thirty-Six States of Donglin."

The Thirty-Six States of Donglin happened to be located on the boundary between the spheres of influence of the Cloud Heaven Sect and the Dao Xian Palace, acting like a buffer zone between two behemoths—subtle and dangerous.

If one had to describe it, it was more like a buffer zone between two top-tier powers of Donglin Prefecture.

The relationship between the Cloud Heaven Sect and the Dao Xian Palace, while not harboring as long-standing a grudge as the Star Arrival Sect and the Wuji Sect, still inevitably saw minor frictions from time to time.

"No wonder, besides the things that Lecher gave you, you have quite a few good treasures on you."

"I guess you are either a Princess or a County Princess, am I right?"

"Hee hee, this servant Zixuan pays respects to the County Princess."

Wang Wantang's face flushed with shy redness: "Sister Zixuan, you are teasing me again."

"I am not teasing you; I am just telling the truth."

"If you were truly a girl from an ordinary Family, how could you possess so many precious Magical Artifacts and Medicinal Pills?"

Seeing her reaction, Qin Zixuan already had some answers in her heart.

She gently patted the back of her hand and whispered in her ear: "Relax, Sister is asking you."

"You seem to like that Lecher quite a bit."

"I want to hear your true thoughts about him."

"If it were possible, would you... with him..."

Amidst Qin Zixuan's warm breath, Wang Wantang felt her heart race, her ears burn, and her entire body stiffen.

"I..."

Just as those words were about to escape her lips, a voice suddenly rang out from afar.

"Two Fairies, I wonder if you would do me the honor of sharing a meal with me up ahead."

A voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two women.

The man looked to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, and his appearance was quite handsome.

He was dressed in white silk robes with a folding fan tucked into his waist, looking quite like a dashing Young Master.

However, the four Attendants following him appeared too shabby, dressed in grey robes, and each had a cold expression.

The man wore an ambiguous smile.

"No need, the two of us have things to attend to."

Qin Zixuan glanced at the Attendants behind the man. She could not discern their cultivation levels, but they were at least at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment level.

For this man to travel with four Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators as protection, his status was clearly not low.

Indeed, the next moment, the man began to introduce himself, his tone laced with a hint of arrogance.

"Oh, two young ladies, I am the Young Lord of the Zhongmiao Sect."

"In my Sect, there are several Golden Core powerhouses."

"May I ask where you two young ladies studied?"

He smiled slightly, his gaze wandering between the two women, seemingly expecting their reaction.

Just at this moment, another voice rang out.

"Zhongmiao Sect, what are you? How dare you be arrogant before my Cloud Heaven Sect."

Following these words, several figures slowly walked over from afar.

The Young Lord of the Zhongmiao Sect frowned upon hearing this: "What did you say?"

"We said, what are you? How dare you flaunt your power before my Cloud Heaven Sect."

The leading man sneered: "Look closely, I am an Outer Sect Disciple of the Cloud Heaven Sect, Liu Baoxing."

As Liu Baoxing's voice fell, his gaze turned to Wang Wantang, his tone somewhat affectionate.

"Junior Sister Wang Wantang, long time no see. How have you been lately?"

As he spoke, he did not forget to strike a handsome pose.

Wang Wantang frowned; she couldn't remember who he was at all.

"You are just someone from the small Zhongmiao Sect; you have no place to speak here."

"Get lost quickly, lest you be in the way here."

"You!"

The Young Lord of the Zhongmiao Sect changed color instantly, anger rising in his heart.

"Hmph, do you think I can't deal with you just because you have the Cloud Heaven Sect backing you?"

"You are just a minor Disciple; what makes you think the Cloud Heaven Sect would take action for you?"

"Attendants, prepare to beat him up for me."

"As you command!"

After a few responses, five figures emerged from behind the Young Lord of the Zhongmiao Sect.

Why five?

It was those four Attendants, plus one man with an ethereal appearance.

The four Attendants circulated their cultivation, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Yo, quite lively, aren't we?"

Qin Dong scanned the scene. The situation was clear, and the two groups before him had already been added to his little notebook of grudges.

Daring to surround his woman, wasn't this courting death?

"Who are you? Get lost immediately!"

A servant saw Qin Dong suddenly approach and shouted at him mercilessly, attempting to push him away.

But just at the moment his hand was about to touch the other party.

He felt a sharp pain in his wrists, two cracking sounds, and accompanied by two muffled groans, both of his arms were dislocated simultaneously.

The servant broke out in a cold sweat and retreated to the side.

Such speed; he hadn't even seen when the other party made his move.

This scene stunned everyone, and they all stopped their actions to look at the young man.

"What is this situation?"

The Young Lord of the Zhongmiao Sect widened his eyes, and after reacting, he immediately wanted to order the others to attack again.

But suddenly, a voice reached his ears.

"Do not be impulsive; this is the Cloud Heaven Sect's Profound Rank Top-tier Cultivation Technique, Yuntian Dragon-Trapping Hand."

"His status within the Cloud Heaven Sect is not low."

Although surprised that someone was secretly transmitting a voice to him, he still suppressed his anger and ordered his other three subordinates to stop.

Qin Dong coldly scanned the two groups, his gaze sharp:

"Whoever says another word of nonsense, do you believe I will kill him?"

Once these words were spoken, both the Young Lord of the Zhongmiao Sect and Liu Baoxing and his group were stunned; they had no idea what had happened just now.

At this moment, none dared to act rashly.

"Get lost."

Qin Dong took a step forward, holding one girl in each hand, and walked out of the place.

"Damn it, who exactly is he?"

"Senior Brother..., Junior Sister Wang Wantang was taken away by that man."

"What do we do now?"

"Heh, retreat."

Just like that, the two groups of people looked at each other and retreated together.

In the private room of Yuyu Building, shimmering lights were brilliant, as if one were in a fairyland; the surroundings were decorated with exquisite flower and bird patterns, emitting a faint Spiritual Qi.

A fresh fragrance wafted through the air, making one involuntarily relax their body and mind.

"Lecher... Senior Brother, listen to me."

After Wang Wantang sat down, her tone carried a hint of urgency and guilt.

"I don't know those people."

Regarding this, Qin Dong merely waved his hand gently.

"Normal, it is perfectly normal."

"The world of Cultivation is just like that; if you lack strength, endless troubles will find you."

"I heard you achieved a good ranking in the Outer Sect Disciple competition, so you must have attracted the covetous eyes of many; you must be careful in everything."

"For those who Cultivate immortality, there are Magic Treasures and companions, and there are countless disputes."

"What happened just now is a common occurrence in the world of Cultivation; you don't need to mind it. Besides, I am not a petty person."

When the last sentence reached Qin Zixuan's ears, her eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, as if she had words she wanted to say but stopped, yet ultimately chose silence.

Wang Wantang felt comforted and gradually eased her heart.

"You two, sitting so far apart, what kind of decorum is that?"

Qin Zixuan raised her eyebrows and beckoned to Qin Dong and Wang Wantang.

Wang Wantang felt a wave of joy in her heart, and after a moment of hesitation, she quickly sat over.

However, Qin Dong's expression appeared somewhat reluctant.

However, this was no challenge for Qin Zixuan at all.

She quietly transmitted a few words, instantly making Qin Dong break out in a cold sweat.

"I'm coming, isn't it enough that I come over?"

The three sat closely together, and while waiting for the food to arrive, Wang Wantang told Qin Dong about her Family's affairs.

The Thirty-Six States of Donglin?

Qin Dong rubbed his chin, thinking that it would be a good place to undergo the Golden Core Lightning Tribulation.

After chatting for a while, Wang Wantang took out a fragrant blue-purple sachet from her spatial ring.

This sachet contained a core of a Qi Refining Yao Beast, refined through a special method, constantly emitting a refreshing fragrance.

This fragrance had the effect of calming the mind.

"I embroidered this myself." She handed the sachet to Qin Dong, her tone full of anticipation.

"You are not allowed to dislike it!!!"

Qin Dong raised his eyebrows slightly and took the sachet with the somewhat crooked pattern.

At first glance, it looked like two frogs were sewn onto it, but upon closer inspection, they were actually mandarin ducks leaning on each other.

Although it wasn't perfect, showing the traces of countless alterations, it still allowed one to feel the girl's painstaking efforts.

"Thank you."

Qin Dong nodded, accepting the gift.

Amitabha.

Qin Dong was exceptionally moved in his heart.

If a girl like this had treated him like this before his Transmigration, he would never have wanted to Transmigrate, even if it killed him.

Knock, knock, knock...

Outside the door, the sound of an Attendant knocking sounded.

"Honored guests, the food is prepared. Shall we serve the dishes?"

After receiving Qin Dong's permission, the Attendants began to serve the dishes one by one.

Before long, a large table of fine wine and dishes was served.

The delicacies of the world of Cultivation covered the entire table; just looking at the dishes and smelling the aroma made one's appetite soar.

"Let's not talk about other things tonight; it's time to eat and drink."

Qin Dong smiled slightly. He began to pick up food and pour wine for the two beauties beside him, his actions filled with delicate care.

"Wantang, this is excellent spirit wine. I ordered it especially for you; drinking it can enhance your cultivation."

Wang Wantang instinctively wanted to decline, but hearing Qin Dong's somewhat affectionate address,

her eyes brightened, and she did not refuse again.

That's right, if I don't get drunk,

how will the Lecher have a chance?

How will I have a chance?

She picked up the wine glass and drank the spirit wine in one gulp without hesitation.

In her drunken haze, she seemed to see a scene of herself and the other party getting married.

Especially in the bridal chamber, where he was fiercely gripping her fair and delicate neck, making her unable to stop...

Drooling...

Hic... hic...

"Hehe, hehe, Lecher, come again... hic..."

"Hehe, Sister Zixuan, let's have another cup; Wantang wants to drink more."

In less than half a cup of tea's time, Wang Wantang's face flushed red, and she drank herself into a stupor.

"Take good care of her; I am going out to take care of a small matter."

Qin Dong glanced at Wang Wantang, who was drunk in a mess on the table, and after giving instructions to Qin Zixuan, he walked out of the private room.

"Understood."

Qin Zixuan responded helplessly, watching Qin Dong's back gradually disappear at the door of the private room.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes, thinking that this guy was too petty.