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Chapter 131 Almost Hit in the Street

Chen Jiage and Jiang Jian exchanged a glance without saying a word, but their expressions both showed a degree of agreement.

Sun Dashi noticed this and became even more interested, his face full of gossip: "I told you guys, my cousin Lu Hongming used to praise Wang Yan a lot, saying that he's loyal to his friends, takes care of the weak, can fight, isn't afraid of battle at all, and has a good relationship with Jiang, the junior sister from Renyi Peak... Isn't it obvious that Jiang likes Wang Yan and not Mo Jingqing!"

"So, if Wang Yan wants to be with Junior Sister Jiang, he'll inevitably clash with Mo Jingqing! Young men can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman! And Mo Jingqing, for Zijing's sake, certainly won't give up Junior Sister Jiang. Hehe, this is going to be quite a show!"

At this point, Sun Dashi met Chen Jiage's speechless gaze and immediately raised his hands again.

"Brother Jiage, don't look at me like that. I definitely support Wang Yan. Although Mo Jingqing has made many contributions to the sect in the past, just because Wang Yan can use the Time Divine Rune and the Medical Divine Rune, I will support Wang Yan."

Chen Jiage pointed at him, annoyed. "I only said one sentence, and you all launch into a long lecture? Let's help Uncle Du conceal his identity first, and see what else he's planning besides purchasing. If it benefits the sect, we'll help. If not, his identity as a member of Fire Refining Peak can't force him to command us!"

"Okay!" Jiang Jian cautiously agreed, "At times like these, we should be careful."

……

After Wang Yan returned to the east courtyard of Yunxiao Pavilion, he cast a "purification" spell on himself and meditated for more than an hour before Du Long summoned him to attend a lavish banquet held in the flower hall.

Although the spiritual energy of the food was not as great as that of the working meals at Shenwen Peak, it was still made from first-tier spiritual beasts and first-tier spiritual rice.

During the meeting, Qiu Jun informed him that the governor planned to visit Dulong the following morning.

"Sure, please arrange another meal for lunch tomorrow," Dulong said with a smile, unsurprised.

Qiu Jun smiled and said, "Of course, but this governor is getting a good deal. The beast meat here is much better than what their state office can get!"

Wang Yan secretly raised his eyebrows.

It's pitiful that a dignified governor, a high-ranking official in charge of a region, is so disrespected by Qiu Jun.

This is a stark contrast to the Song Dynasty of my previous life, which valued scholars.

However, as a beneficiary, there's no need for me to concern myself with such matters.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill and the banquet ended, and Qiu Jun and Chen Jiage and the other two groups had all said their goodbyes, Du Long looked at him with a half-smile and said, "The people on the street all recognize our sect's robes. If you go out now and don't want to be surrounded by people and have to kneel down as soon as they see you, you might as well change back into the casual clothes that the peak master gave you earlier. You'll be more carefree."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Okay, whatever you say!"

He stumbled and bumped as he changed back into his old clothes in the side hall.

The clothes and robes were made of the finest brocade and covered with a first-order defensive magic array.

The white jade pendant that Qin Bilian gave him, although not a Xuanbao (mysterious treasure), was adorned with exquisite black silk tassels at its four corners, which shimmered and shone when illuminated by the light.

When he came out of the side hall, Dulong had changed into the same fitted brocade robe with dark patterns that he had worn before, and was also wearing an exquisite gold crown, a jade pendant with a faint black light hanging at his waist, and a gorgeous sword sheath that was adorned with precious gems and sparkled.

"Uncle-Master, you look even more imposing than before!"

"Envious? Then practice your skills more, eat more good food, and try to grow taller and stronger so you can be majestic in the future."

Wang Yan laughed. Yes, this body is only fourteen years old, so naturally it can't compare to Du Long's robust and strong physique.

"As long as you, my martial uncle, are mighty, that's all that matters!"

……

As dusk settles and the moon shines brightly.

When Wang Yan followed Du Long out of the side gate of the Yunding Pavilion's residence, the guards were taken aback.

However, once the identity badges on the two men's waists automatically recognized the defensive formation of the camp and created a passage, the guard wisely lowered his eyes, clasped his hands, and retreated to guard the door.

"Ordinary cultivators can't get into our base?" Wang Yan asked curiously via divine sense.

"Yes, outsiders need to be introduced by fellow disciples in the camp," Dulong said confidently. "That's why the camp is relatively safe. If a third-tier ferocious beast attacks the city, this is the last refuge."

Wang Yan felt a chill run down his spine.

Having stayed within the sect for so long, I almost forgot that there are ferocious mystical beasts roaming around the human world in this world.

He and Dulong quickly walked out of the not-so-narrow alley, turned onto the wide main road, and gradually disappeared into the endless stream of people.

The city was brightly lit, with many pedestrians and a number of mobile vendors hawking their wares.

Many people are out for a night stroll.

However, having witnessed the traffic jams in Xi'an during the National Day holiday in his previous life, the crowds at Orange Isle in Changsha at night, and the hustle and bustle of May 1st Square, Wang Yan did not find the Jiangling City in front of him particularly crowded.

At least the road in between is still clear enough for vehicles to pass through.

The area surrounding Jiangling City, spanning over thirty miles, is fortified with high second-tier defensive walls, which can effectively block attacks from first-tier mystical beasts.

The third-tier defensive walls outside Jiangling City are said to be able to withstand attacks from second-tier mystical beasts.

Jiangling City also has resident inspectors, protectors, and cultivators from the Yunding Sect.

Therefore, ordinary people in the city have a certain sense of security, which also leads to the bustling night markets on the streets.

As he walked, Wang Yan noticed that many ordinary people and merchants looked at the sword at his waist with fear and envy.

Ultimately, this world worships martial artists.

Wang Yan's gaze quickly swept over the snacks in front of the street vendors.

Most of them were things I had seen in my previous life.

After looking around for a while, Wang Yan then took in the architectural style, shop signs, and interior decorations.

If a young girl happens to stare at him for a few extra seconds, he will smile and nod as a polite response.

After returning the greetings several times, Dulong noticed something amiss and couldn't help but chuckle, teasingly using his divine sense, "Oh, Lin Yue's not here, and you're actually looking at other beauties?"

"This disciple is simply appreciating beautiful things," Wang Yan replied frankly via divine sense. "Even if Lin Yue were here, this disciple would still appreciate them. Uncle-Master, when you came here before, didn't the Zhu family introduce you to any beautiful women? Are all the people of Shenwen Peak single?"

"You're too young to concern yourself with adult matters! When it's time for you to get to know them, we'll naturally introduce you to them."

"Oh, I see, my uncle has a lover."

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way now!" A very rude shout suddenly came from the front.

Immediately afterwards, the pedestrians in front changed their expressions and quickly dodged to the sides of the road.

An elderly man in front of Wang Yan was a little slow and had to fall backward.

Wang Yan subconsciously reached out and helped the old man up.

Then it occurred to me.

"In this situation, he probably wouldn't try to extort money from me, right? I wonder if there are any security cameras nearby?"

"Thank you so much, young man!" The old man was helped to his feet and stood still, still shaken. When he turned around and saw Wang Lou who had come to his aid, he immediately bowed his hands in gratitude.

"You're welcome!" Wang Yan quickly released his hand, instinctively returning the greeting: "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

That's why they missed the fleeting glimpse of something unusual in Duron's eyes.