"You don't want such a cute little girl anymore?" Gu Caiwei was a little surprised.
"What do you think?" Yan Li didn't stop walking.
Gu Caiwei rolled her beautiful eyes and suddenly pouted, "Little b * tch, you must have a premonition that there's going to be a lot of trouble, so you threw the little girl to me to take care of for you. You're still so cunning."
Yan Li didn't pay attention to her.
"Good, I like it when you're fearless." Gu Caiwei giggled, "I'll be kind and give you a piece of advice for free. Remember, no matter what price you have to pay, you must stay in the Jianghu Inn. Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble."
Yan Li frowned and stopped to look back, but Gu Caiwei was nowhere to be seen.
By the time he returned to the market, the sky had already darkened. Thinking about Gu Caiwei's two consecutive warnings, he suddenly noticed an imposing building by the street with the words "Heavenly Strategies Tower" written on its signboard.
He didn't care at first, but he suddenly heard an exclamation, "Yan Shiyi is in the limelight again in the Book of Heavenly Secrets."
"Oh?" His companion said, "Which expert did he kill this time?"
"Venerable Blood Coagulation Saber …"
Hearing this, Yan Li stopped in his tracks and turned to walk into the Heavenly Strategies Tower. He bought the latest Book of Heavenly Secrets, found a teahouse, and slowly flipped through it.
Sure enough, nearly half of the pages of the latest Book of Heavenly Secrets were about Yan Shiyi.
Most of it was about his meteoric rise, such as killing a certain expert on a certain day, or defeating a certain expert on a certain day. It was also specially emphasized that he had never lost a battle.
The key part was: On the second day of the first month of the 669th year of the New Jambu Calendar, Yan Shiyi's letter of challenge fell on Ningbi Cliff like a disaster. Ningbi Cliff was in a heavy mood. Venerable Blood Coagulation Saber immediately announced that he would go into seclusion. On the ninth day of the first month, Yan Shiyi showed up on time. The battle was earth-shattering. Yan Shiyi barely won by half a move, but he was seriously injured. The disciples of Venerable the Blood Condensation Saber disregarded the rules of the Jianghu and gathered all the disciples to hunt down Yan Shiyi. While fleeing, Yan Shiyi broke into the Insight State and killed the disciples of Venerable the Blade. Only the eldest disciple, Xiong Bolin, was lucky enough to escape.
Yan Li let out a sigh of relief when he saw this.
Turning to another page, it was written like this: On the twelfth of the first month, Yan Shiyi massacred Ningbi Cliff and became the new master of Ningbi Cliff. On the day he became the new master of Ningbi Cliff, he changed the name of Ningbi Cliff to Purple Mountain, announced his ownership of Purple Mountain, and built the Lonely Moon Tower on top of Purple Mountain, calling himself the owner.
If one continued to scroll down, they would be able to see the various ranking lists.
On the Prodigy List, Yan Li was ranked tenth.
On the Heavenly Star List, Yan Shiyi was ranked eleventh.
Until today, Yan Shiyi had only appeared in the Jambu Realm for a year.
"I am relieved that you are here. You have never disappointed me. " Yan Li murmured and drank the last bit of tea. After paying the sky-high price, he was in a good mood and strolled slowly to the street where the Jianghu Inn was located.
It was hard to imagine that the whole street used to be connected by inns. Such a scene was enough to stun people no matter where they were.
The tallest of them was three stories high. It seemed that the decoration was also unusual. Only this place had a plaque that said "Jianghu Inn." Presumably, the check-in counter must be here.
Yan Li passed through the crowd and stepped into the distinguished lobby of the inn. He came to the counter and said, "Innkeeper, please give me a superior room."
The innkeeper was a middle-aged man dressed like a scholar. He looked gentle but a little cold. He put down the pen and said indifferently, "50 spirit stones for a day."
Yan Li's hand had already touched the Qiankun Pouch, but he put it away. "50 spirit stones for a day?"
"Not one less," the innkeeper emphasized.
"Will I be able to break through the next day if I stay in your superior room?" Yan Li said.
"Of course not." The innkeeper looked at Yan Li like he was looking at an idiot. "Cultivation depends on oneself. What kind of paradise do you think this place is?"
"50 spirit stones and I still can't stay in paradise?" Yan Li said.
The innkeeper sneered and said, "You can choose not to stay."
Yan Li said, "What will happen if I don't?"
"It may rain tonight," the innkeeper said indifferently. "It is better for you to stay here in case you catch a cold."
"What if I don't want the superior room?" Yan Li said.
The innkeeper said indifferently, "The people who stay in the Jianghu Inn are all people of the martial world. There are no rules, so the rooms are all the same. There is no difference between superior and inferior."
At this moment, another travel-worn person walked in. After entering the inn, he seemed to heave a huge sigh of relief. His whole body relaxed. He walked to the counter, glanced at Yan Li, and then no longer paid attention to him. He shouted in a hoarse voice, "Stay."
The innkeeper glanced over and sized him up. "One spirit stone."
That person took out a spirit stone without saying anything and handed it to the innkeeper.
The innkeeper took it and nodded. "Stay. Next. Bring him to the room."
"Sir, this way please." A waiter came out of nowhere and led the way with a bow.
Yan Li looked at the innkeeper coldly. "Why does he only need one spirit stone to stay?"
In reality, even if it was one spirit stone, it was still shockingly expensive. However, compared to 50 spirit stones, it was naturally "only".
The innkeeper said indifferently, "This is all up to me. I will charge as much as I want. If you don't want to stay, then leave quickly. Don't block the counter and hinder my business."
Although Yan Li obtained Lone Eagle's Qiankun Bag and made a windfall, it was impossible for him to be so rich that he would spend 50 spirit stones to stay the night.
He didn't even think about it and turned to leave.
The innkeeper looked at his back, and a mysterious smile gradually appeared on his face. And under his pen, a portrait of Yan Li appeared. He put the portrait to the side, and a ghost-like hand took it away.
…
Night fell.
The entire Jianghu Town was like an ancient wild beast that had suddenly fallen into a deep sleep. Not even the slightest noise could be heard.
Yan Li didn't know when the pedestrians on the street disappeared. It was as if he suddenly couldn't see a single person. The deathly silence was like a sharp blade hanging on his heart, creating an indescribable uneasiness and fear.
Suddenly, the sound of a zither broke the silence.
Yan Li couldn't help but walk towards the direction of the sound. He arrived at the entrance of a medium-sized manor. The sound of the zither rang for a while and then disappeared. He didn't know if he found the right place.
The manor's door was suddenly opened. A woman wearing a dark green dress ran out in a panic and grabbed Yan Li. "Benefactor, come in quickly!"
"You are?" Yan Li was involuntarily brought into the manor, and the door closed with a "bang".
After entering, the woman released Yan Li's hand. She sighed and said, "Benefactor, have you forgotten? It's me."
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