After returning to the kitchen behind the inn, the waiter plopped down on a stool in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.
His companion found it strange and asked, "What's wrong?"
The waiter rubbed his face and sobered up a bit. "You know what? I just saw the most beautiful face I've ever seen in my life. "
His companion was stunned for a moment, then mocked him, "How beautiful can it be? Is there a woman more beautiful than Miss Green Silk? "
Miss Green Silk was the most popular prostitute in Shangzhou City and the subject of the most discussion among these poor young people. Of course, they had never seen Miss Green Silk with their own eyes, but for them, Miss Green Silk was definitely the most beautiful woman in the world. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was an immortal.
After saying this, the companion took the dishes and left.
The waiter was still a bit muddle-headed, thinking that Miss Green Silk was definitely not as beautiful as that person, but that person was a man.
He suddenly thought of a possibility and his eyes lit up. He clasped his hands in front of his chest and prayed silently.
"Dear Immortal Master, please take me away."
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In Room A of Heaven.
"How did he find out who we were?"
Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu and asked seriously.
She really couldn't understand it. That waiter was obviously a mortal.
Jing Jiu hesitated for a moment, then raised his right hand and gestured at his face.
Zhao Layue understood and shook her head, saying, "You'd better cover your face from now on."
Jing Jiu thought it wasn't his fault.
Zhao Layue thought of something and asked, "Who is this Miss Green Silk that person mentioned?"
Jing Jiu thought for a moment and said, "It should be a prostitute in a brothel."
Zhao Layue said, "I know. A brothel is a place where women accompany men to drink and have fun."
Jing Jiu nodded and said, "Yes, I've read about it in a book."
Zhao Layue was silent for a while and said, "In fact, sometimes I really don't understand what mortals think. Is that thing really that interesting?"
Jing Jiu said, "I think so too."
Zhao Layue changed the topic. "I have a question. Why do you insist on walking?"
She had been able to ride on a sword for three years now, and every time she rode on a sword, she still felt refreshed and carefree.
Jing Jiu knew that she was still immersed in the novelty. The problem was that he was already sick of it. Moreover, he was in the Inherited Will Realm. Although he was not afraid of the cold wind, it was still a little uncomfortable.
"It's very cold," he looked at Zhao Layue and said seriously, "Even with sword energy protecting my body, it's still very cold, and the wind is too strong."
In the past, due to certain matters, he had left Aoyama several times to travel the world on his sword.
There were no inns, no carriages, no travelers. There was only the never-ending wind and the endless clouds.
Occasionally, a few sword lights would appear on the horizon. However, when the other party saw his sword lights, they didn't dare to approach him. They only dared to greet him from afar and leave.
That year, when he went to Aoyama from the small village, Master Lü chose to walk instead of riding on a sword. After the initial discomfort, he felt that it was not bad.
Walking on the road, one could see different sceneries.
The locust tree was different from the ancient willow tree, and the mountain spring was different from the brook.
One could also see these sceneries in the mountains, but they didn't change as fast.
Though the clouds in the sky were also unpredictable and had different shapes, they were still clouds.
Walking on the road, one could hear the croaking of frogs, unlike riding on a sword, where one could only hear the howling of the wind.
"I also have a question."
Jing Jiu looked at her and asked, "Why do we have to go to Chaonan City?"
Zhao Layue asked, "Who is the Big Sister?"
"You," answered Jing Jiu.
Zhao Layue asked again, "Who is the Peak Master?"
Jing Jiu suddenly regretted his previous arrangement.
"So just listen to me and don't ask so many questions."
Having said that, Zhao Layue sat back on the floor and resumed her Cultivation.
She closed her eyes and opened her lips slightly, and a small red sword flew out.
The small sword turned back to its original form, the Thoughtless Sword, when it met the wind.
The Thoughtless Sword hovered in the air in Silence, emitting a faintly discernible energy that fell on her body.
Jing Jiu went to bed, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
Two hours later, he woke up, having had enough rest.
He walked to the window, looking at Shangzhou City under the night sky.
It was late at night, and Shangzhou City was very quiet. The sound of stringed instruments in the distance became even clearer.
Zhao Layue opened her eyes and glanced at him, saying, "Since you have nothing to do, why don't you cultivate?"
She had wanted to ask this question when she was in Aoyama, and now that she was in a strange city, she finally asked.
Jing Jiu didn't say anything, because he didn't know how to explain.
In the summer, he had already entered the State of Inherited Will, and the Sword Pill was initially formed. He could control the sword freely within a thousand feet, and when he struck with all his strength, the sword was like lightning, and he could kill people invisibly.
Next, he needed to continue refining the Sword Pill with the Sword Source until the two fused, and then he could be like Zhao Layue, who could casually merge the sword into the pill. Only then would he be considered to have entered the State of the Undefeated.
Zhao Layue had cultivated diligently on the Sword Peak for two years, using the extremely dangerous Tempered Will of the Sword to shorten the process amazingly. In addition, after coming to Shenmo Peak, she began to cultivate the Nine Deaths Sword Style, which perfectly matched her temperament, so she could enter the State of the Undefeated in such a short time.
Jing Jiu couldn't repeat her process, because his body was special, and he had to be very careful when entering the State of the Undefeated, especially at this critical juncture. So just like his previous cultivation, he could only rely on time, the grandest and most subtle force in the world, to slowly approach the upper state. Of course, he had already taken a lot of elixirs, and it would be useless for him to take more. So the only thing left was to wait.
The problem was that he came out in a hurry this time, and he had to meet White Ghost and explain to Gu Qing, so he forgot to bring the porcelain plate and the sand with him. He couldn't help but feel a little bored.
Zhao Layue could tell that he was a little bored, and she was a little surprised.
For cultivators, boredom was an emotion that shouldn't exist.
As long as you had time, you should cultivate, practice swordsmanship, or comprehend heaven and earth. How could you be bored?
But she didn't know that these were things that Jing Jiu didn't need to do anymore.
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The Star-picking Tower was the highest point in Shangzhou City, and it was a must-see for tourists from other places.
But Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue didn't come to see this famous tower.
They wore conical hats and stood at the highest point of the Star-picking Tower, looking at a brightly lit wooden building not far away.
Jing Jiu looked at the wooden building and said, "Is this a brothel?"
Zhao Layue looked at the brothel curiously.
She naturally knew what a brothel was for, and she had heard about it from her family, but she didn't have the chance to see it with her own eyes.
The Star-picking Tower was thousands of feet away from the brothel, but with their eyesight and hearing, they could clearly see and hear what was going on in the building.
The music was mixed with sex, and the red and white quilts were rolling on the bed behind the window.
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