When Ren Baqian returned to the inn, he saw a few short-legged horses at the entrance and a few disciples of the Golden Ring Sect with bone knives on their backs standing there.
The surrounding pedestrians carefully avoided them and didn't dare to approach. The bustling street highlighted these people.
The Golden Ring Residence was extremely powerful locally.
Even the warlord of Thorn City had to be courteous to them, let alone ordinary people who naturally stayed far away.
Upon seeing Ren Baqian and Lin Qiaole, they sized them up, and one of the disciples cupped his hands and asked, "Are you Sir from the Yun Nation?"
"Yes." Ren Baqian nodded.
"Our elder is waiting for you in the inn," the disciple said respectfully.
Ren Baqian nodded and strode into the inn.
Someone inside had already heard the commotion outside. He walked out with large strides and said in a clear voice, "Young Master, you must be from the Yun Nation. It must have been a long journey.
Ren Baqian looked up. It was a man of about 40 years old. He was thin, had sharp eyebrows, a gentle attitude, and exuded a steady charm.
On Earth, even if he was 40 years old, there would be plenty of women who would fight for him.
He was only slightly less handsome than Ren Baqian.
"I'm Ling Zekuan, an elder of the Golden Ring Residence in charge of external affairs. Greetings, Sir."
"There's no need for formalities. You should be clear about my purpose for coming here," Ren Baqian said faintly.
"I've heard a little about it. This isn't a place to entertain guests, and we have neglected you by staying here. Arrangements have been made, so please move over and let the Golden Ring Residence play the host, "Ling Zekuan said with a smile.
"Alright!" Ren Baqian nodded slightly.
He knew that entering the Golden Ring Residence was just the beginning.
Although this person's attitude was respectful, it wasn't as respectful as the people from the Nine Blades Sect. After all, this was the difference between a large and a small sect, and he reckoned that it wouldn't be as easy to fool as the people from the Nine Blades Sect.
He had to pass the test of the Golden Ring Residence before he could come into contact with more things.
If he was exposed, he was afraid that Lin Qiaole would have to escape with him.
One had to know that there was a Spirit Wheel expert in the Golden Ring Residence.
There were a total of 13 famous Spirit Wheel experts in the entire Tianjing Basin. Each of the eight major sects had one, and the largest sect, Lingshan, had two.
However, even though there were 13 Spirit Wheel experts, these remnant citizens of the Hao Nation still didn't dare to act rashly.
At the same level, the aboriginal experts who had reached the Cardinal Heaven level were too terrifying, and the Spirit Wheel experts in Tianjing Basin could only rank in the bottom half of the Spirit Wheel experts.
Previously, when Great Xia attacked Ziyue City, seven Spirit Wheel experts besieged Xiong Yue, the deputy protector general of the Protectorate of the North. Xiong Yue died, and two of Great Xia's Spirit Wheel experts died in battle.
The Protector General of the South, Xi Wanya, was stronger than Xiong Yue. Together with the other two Cardinal Heaven experts, the 13 Spirit Wheel experts didn't dare to act rashly.
As a result, these remnant citizens of the Hao Nation needed weapons and Spirit Wheel experts for external support.
Ren Baqian was now a citizen of the Yun Nation and had a Spirit Wheel expert as his bodyguard. As such, he was naturally treated with the highest level of respect.
Everyone left the city and headed towards the most eye-catching mountain peak in the northwest direction.
When they got closer, they saw that there were layers of pavilions and pavilions from the foot of the mountain to the waist of the mountain. The buildings were vaguely visible among the trees.
Although the Golden Ring Residence was a sect, its location was the size of a small town.
When they got closer, they could see a mountain gate in front of them. On both sides, there were stone walls that were three meters tall that enclosed the entire Golden Ring Residence. Only the eaves were exposed.
In front of the mountain gate, four disciples stood on both sides. They were all wearing yellow shirts and brown pleated skirts with bone knives on their backs.
A group of people hurriedly walked out of the mountain gate and welcomed Ren Baqian and the others.
First, they exchanged conventional greetings.
The person who came was the chief of the Golden Ring Residence, Zhan Changkong. He looked to be around 60 years old and had a dignified appearance. Behind him was his wife, who looked to be in her early thirties. She had a graceful figure and was extremely beautiful.
However, Ren Baqian had heard from the people of the Nine Blades Sect about some famous characters in the Golden Ring Residence. He knew that this person was already over 40 years old and was a famous beauty when she was young. She was known as the Painting Fairy, and it was said that her painting skills were superb.
In addition to the two of them, there were also the two inner deacons, the law enforcement deacon, and the outer deacon beside him. Out of the six deacons in the residence, four appeared.
After all, Ren Baqian was an envoy from the Yun Nation, and they had no choice but to treat him seriously.
Even without mentioning Ren Baqian's identity, Lin Qiaole's strength as a Spirit Wheel expert was enough for them to treat her this way.
"Young Master, you have another companion. Is she in the carriage?" After the conventional greetings, Zhan Changkong asked. He was still very curious about this Spirit Wheel expert.
He heard that this person was only a young lady, but she was already at the Spirit Wheel level. He was afraid that there would be another person like Qi Zixiao and Li Yuanzhu in the future.
Ren Baqian turned his head and opened the curtains. Indeed, Lin Qiaole was sleeping soundly inside.
She had really let go of herself during these two trips with him.
She was even more so than when she was in Qingxin Palace Hall.
Ren Baqian didn't say anything. He took out a piece of milk candy and threw it into his mouth. After chewing it twice, he blew on Lin Qiaole. Then, Lin Qiaole lay there with her eyes closed, sniffled, and swam toward him.
Looking at her salted posture, Ren Baqian really wanted to take off his shoes and stretch out his feet without saying anything. If he remembered correctly, Lin Qiaole's sense of smell was much more sensitive than that of ordinary people.
However, it was a little inhumane to do so, so he eventually gave up on this tempting idea.
It was mainly because Ren Baqian was afraid that she would scratch him out of anger.
"Count to three. Otherwise, I will throw this candy away." Ren Baqian took out a piece of candy and slowly unwrapped it.
"Three." Ren Baqian turned around and threw the candy into the distance.
A gust of wind blew past Ren Baqian.
Lin Qiaole appeared in the air, grabbed the White Rabbit Creamy Candy, threw it into her mouth, and questioned him, "What about one and two? Do you even know how to count? "
"Ha!" Ren Baqian felt that it was really embarrassing to be questioned by someone from Dayao like this.
Everyone looked at Ren Baqian teasing the Spirit Wheel expert like he was teasing a pet.
They couldn't believe that this was the Spirit Wheel expert. However, when she came out of the carriage to catch the candy, she displayed her agility and speed. Everyone had to admit that she was indeed a Spirit Wheel expert.
In everyone's impression, Spirit Wheel experts were either dignified, arrogant, or otherworldly. At least, this was what they knew.
For example, it was rare to see the great elder in the sect even once a month. Most of the time, he would only practice hard in the mountains or climb over the cliffs around the basin to search for medicinal herbs.
Every time they met, he would only say a few words.
In their minds, this was how a Spirit Wheel expert should be.
Lin Qiaole was too different from the Spirit Wheel experts that they knew.
However, after carefully sizing her up, she looked to be about 16 or 17 years old. Her body hadn't matured yet, her hair was tied up in a simple bun, and her face was delicate and pretty. In a few years, she might even become a beauty.
She was wearing a silk tube top and a short skirt, which was somewhat similar to how the aboriginals dressed. However, perhaps this was the current trend in the Yun Nation?
After taking a closer look at Lin Qiaole's appearance, everyone suffered another blow.
Thinking about how they were already so old and hadn't even crossed the Path to Heaven, they felt that they had wasted their years.
They had to admit that there were indeed geniuses in this world.
"I'm Zhan Changkong. Please." Zhan Changkong sorted out his emotions and introduced himself. Seeing that Lin Qiaole didn't seem to care, he gestured to Ren Baqian.
Ren Baqian and Zhan Changkong walked side by side while Lin Qiaole stared at the bag of candy hanging from Ren Baqian's neck. Her gaze swayed along with the candy bag.
Painting Fairy wanted to chat with her, but she didn't know her temperament. Seeing that her attention was focused on the person in front of her, she gave up on the idea.
However, she thought to herself that she didn't know what was so special about this man from the Yun Nation that such a genius would favor him so much that she couldn't bear to let go of him.
If Ren Baqian knew what she was thinking, he would laugh like crazy.
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