Master Suyuan wanted to take the risk alone, but reality obviously did not allow it.
I just told Wen Yun to hide and not come out, and within a moment, he sent me another crazy message...
"No, someone has to come and save me!"
Ye Shubai's expression froze, and he asked hurriedly, "Senior, have you been discovered by them?!"
"No! I was just in the inn, and I never expected Shang Wuyang and the others to come in! In my haste, I accidentally broke a decoration. Although they didn't notice it, the inn's waiter did..."
It’s okay to be discovered by the waiter, as long as I’m not discovered by the people from the Dongxuan Sect.
Ye Shubai's heart was slightly determined: "Then you should leave as soon as possible."
"I want to run away too!" Master Su Yuan was desperate. "But I never thought he would ask me to pay 20,000 source crystals for a broken vase! I don't have enough money on me, and now the waiter is blocking me from leaving. I'm sure I'll be discovered if I make a scene!"
Wen Yun was incredulous: "Didn't you earn a lot of source crystals? Where's the money?"
Su Yuan Zhenren replied in a low voice: "It is dangerous to go out and you may lose money. I have buried all the source crystals under the yard. Don't tell you about the dragon."
"… "
Wen Yun looked at Ye Shubai silently, and asked from the bottom of his heart: "Are all sword cultivators like this?"
Ye Shubai wanted to deny it, but when he thought about his predecessors and descendants, and recalled his previous actions of emptying the spiritual jade mine in the Xuantian Secret Realm, those unspoken denials became pale.
He explained a little uncomfortably: "Because swords are fragile, the better the sword, the more expensive it is to recast it..."
If it were someone else, he would not think that there was anything shameful about valuing money. It should be a very normal thing. As for digging for spiritual jade mines and so on, doing it would be very natural.
After all, sword cultivators need to make breakthroughs in battle, and the sword will be damaged a little in every battle, so it is normal to save more money to cultivate the sword.
But when facing Wen Yun, he felt that every word he said was like quibbling, afraid that she would think he was hypocritical or vulgar. For some reason, those small details that he never cared about in the past were always magnified.
Ye Shubai lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yun, quietly paying attention to the changes in her expression.
Fortunately, she never lets him down.
"You're right. I usually use a cane, but I didn't consider this problem." Wen Yun frowned and thought seriously, then said cautiously, "When senior brothers come, the cost will only be higher. We have to save some money."
She clapped her hands fiercely, and said bitterly: "Senior, you are such a fool! This fall has wasted our 20,000 source crystals! What a waste!"
Ye Shubai's brows relaxed and he just nodded secretly to agree with her. At least he didn't really join in cursing his ancestors.
But no matter how prodigal the ancestor is, he is still the ancestor. Now they have to rush to Yunhai City to get him out. After all, the inn will not indulge Master Su Yuan. If they fail to pay the 20,000 source crystals for too long, things will definitely get out of hand, and then Dong Xuan will send someone to catch him...
Although money is valuable, ancestors are more valuable. It is better to spend money to avoid disaster.
Wen Yun and Ye Shubai's cultivation is now at a high level, so it is much faster for them to go to Yunhai City. They quickly moved in the direction pointed by Master Su Yuan.
Unlike Master Su Yuan, neither of them had ever stayed in the Dongxuan Sect. Currently they were in Yunhai City where they could not take action. They were not afraid of being attacked by the sword practitioners of the Dongxuan Sect, so after flying to the magnificent inn, they walked in generously.
Master Su Yuan informed Ye Shubai of his whereabouts. He did not dare to sit in the hall for fear of being discovered by the people from Dongxuan Sect, so he rented a room and hid there.
When the waiter heard that they were there to deliver money, he took him away without asking any questions.
However, after Ye Shubai walked to the door of the guest room that the old swordsman mentioned, he pressed his eyebrows helplessly.
Although every room in the inn is equipped with soundproofing, for people of their level, it is just a decoration.
All I heard was a very familiar voice coming from inside, it was Master Su Yuan.
"Why are you watching me? I've already told you that my disciple will send me the source crystal right away... I just need to take a nap, so stop watching me."
"We don't know whether what you said is true or not."
"If I had no money, would I dare to live in this upper room?"
"That's not necessarily true. There are all kinds of people in Yunhai City, and there's no shortage of people like you who are thick-skinned."
Master Suyuan was very angry, but he had no money and felt guilty, so he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.
Fortunately, two saviors arrived at this time.
The waiter who led the way led Wen Yun and Ye Shubai inside and said, "Dear guests, are you looking for this old gentleman?"
The two of them were much more elegant than the sloppy Suyuan Zhenren, and they were treated much better.
After Wen Yun paid the compensation, Su Yuan, who was originally in the wrong, immediately frowned and said with disdain, "Oh, it's only 20,000 source crystals, and you thought I couldn't afford it!"
The waiter apologized repeatedly, and the old sword cultivator waved his hand calmly: "Forget it, we cultivators are broad-minded, please leave."
After the people left, he did not show any intention of leaving immediately. Instead, he waved at the two of them quietly, pointed back, and put his index finger on his lips to make a hushing sound.
Wen Yun understood, and set up a soundproof formation with familiarity. Ye Shubai also raised his hand and set down layers of source power to cover the guest room.
Su Yuan Zhenren was very satisfied with his two disciples and whispered, "Shang Wuyang has really come to Yunhai Realm. Although I didn't see him, I saw several guardian elders of Dongxuan Sect..."
"Guardian elder?"
"It sounds nice to call him an elder, but in fact, he is a bodyguard for geniuses like Shang Wuyang. He is the only one among the younger generation of Dongxuan Sect who has such treatment, so he must be here."
Wen Yun's curiosity was not suppressed. She asked, "He ascended to heaven two thousand years ago, which means he is much older than two thousand years. Can he still be called young? Moreover, it has been two thousand years, and he has not yet advanced from the Ascension Realm to the Immortal Realm. Can he still be considered a genius?"
Master Su Yuan was choked. Although he also felt that Shang Wuyang's reputation was over-hyped by the people of Dongxuan Sect, Wen Yun's words were also very hateful.
He glared at Wen Yun angrily and said, "Do you think that advancing to the immortal realm is like a hen laying eggs, and you can give birth whenever you want? I, your ancestor, have been in the immortal realm for more than 2,000 years, but now I don't have any signs of breaking through the realm. If you say so, then I am also a fool."
Wen Yun, who was less than a hundred years old, could not understand the realm of these old men who were thousands of years old. She hurriedly coaxed them for a while and finally made the old ancestor's anger dissipate.
Su Yuan Zhenren was too lazy to talk to her about this matter anymore, so he got back to the point: "It's just four ordinary disciples who died, why would it alarm Shang Wuyang? I don't quite understand this."
Dongxuan Sect has protected this precious child for the past two thousand years. After all, there have been constant grievances between the major realms, and many young geniuses have died prematurely in those battles. Dongxuan Sect treats Shang Wu CCTV as a treasure, and of course will not let him take risks before he reaches the immortal realm. He is taught attentively by the great masters in the sect, so he rarely shows up in front of people. Even when Master Su Yuan was in Dongxuan Sect, he had never seen what he looked like. How could they be willing to let him out this time
While Wen Yun and Master Su Yuan were chatting, Ye Shubai had been standing quietly at the window, listening attentively for a long time. He had been practicing with Wen Yun for a long time, and his spirit and soul had surpassed that of the past, so it was very easy for him to eavesdrop now.
After listening for a moment, he turned to look at the other two and whispered, "I heard that Shang Wuyang appeared outside the Yunhai Tower."
Wen Yun made a prompt decision: "Then let's go back quickly while they are away."
Master Su Yuan sighed and said, "This is the best inn in the entire Yunhai City. My room in the upper room costs 380 source crystals per day, and I'm leaving before I even get a night's sleep."
"Then you sleep here, we'll leave first." Wen Yun held Ye Shubai, turned around and walked out mercilessly, making Master Su Yuan so angry that he secretly cursed this generation of disciples for being unfilial.
The three of them were not stopped when they left. The waiter bowed slightly to see them off earnestly and warmly invited them to "come again next time".
Master Su Yuan felt sorry for the source crystal, so he snorted and ignored it. It seemed that he didn't want to come again in this lifetime.
Because they were with Master Su Yuan, a target with a high hatred value, Wen Yun and Ye Shubai chose to go in a secluded direction this time and avoided the direction of Yunhai Tower.
Flying swords were not allowed in Yunhai City, and as they were about to walk out of the city gate, several people breathed a sigh of relief.
When he was about to take out his sword and fly into the sky, Ye Shubai keenly sensed that something was wrong.
A gaze passed through the crowd and fell directly on him.
His movements suddenly stopped, as if he accidentally pushed Suyuan Zhenren from behind, and the latter naturally left the city among the crowd.
Sure enough, that person was looking at him. After Ye Shubai stopped, the other party didn't even pay attention to Master Su Yuan who was leaving.
Wen Yun also noticed the gaze directed at the two of them, and cooperated by holding his arm and said with a smile: "Don't leave yet, you forgot to buy me the eight-treasure duck, you have to go back and buy it."
In this way, the abnormality of his sudden stop was resolved.
Ye Shubai understood, he nodded, and responded gently: "Okay."
He originally just wanted to act to attract the man's attention, but he didn't expect Wen Yun to act so realistically, and he took his arm in a very intimate way and pulled him towards a lively place.
The faint fragrance on Wen Yun was very familiar. It was the white plum sachet he made for her after she said it smelled good. It was exactly the same as his scent, but for some reason, it became particularly sweet and easy to distinguish when it drifted to Ye Shubai's nose.
That's her smell.
Ye Shubai's face was as calm as usual, but his hands hidden in his sleeves were stiff and tense, and he allowed Wen Yun to pull him away.
She asked to buy Eight Treasure Duck, so he bought it as she asked; she also wanted to eat Cloud Pastry, so he bought it again, and soon he bought a lot of things.
The aura behind them followed them for a while and then left, and Master Suyuan excitedly sent a message saying that no one was chasing him and he was safe. It seemed that the other party did not notice anything unusual.
After Wen Yun heard the news, she looked at the various food stalls she had not yet visited with a little reluctance, as there was still her favorite soft chestnut cake there that she had not had time to buy.
She hesitated for only a moment before making a decision: "Let's go back."
Wen Yun knew that Ye Shubai was a crazy cultivator. In the past few decades, she and he had not even visited Yunhai City. It was not like what Zhu Erchong had guessed that they were in love... Basically, he practiced all the time, otherwise he would not have reached the peak of the Tribulation Realm so soon.
For people like this, wandering around is probably just a waste of time, right
However, Ye Shubai did not move. His eyes were always on her, and he naturally would not miss the glance that Wen Yun just gave at the soft chestnut cake stall.
He pursed his lips and whispered, "I want to eat that."
In fact, Ye Shubai doesn't like sweet food. From the way he grilled the fish, we can tell that he likes spicy food.
Wen Yun was also stunned. She almost immediately understood that Ye Shubai wanted to accompany her, so she smiled and declined: "You don't have to spoil me like this. I'm not that greedy. I've already bought a lot of food today. I've been delayed for a whole day. Go back and practice."
"Since a whole day has passed, it's okay to stay for another half a day." Ye Shubai led her to the side of the stall, and when he was almost close, he added in a low voice: "Besides, it's you, why delay?"
He rarely said such straightforward words. Wen Yun was stunned for a moment and hesitated, "Are you going to say that a master should take good care of his disciples? So you treat the eldest brother the same way?"
That's something she would say, he would never say that.
Ye Shubai shook his head and said softly, "You are the only exception."
At this moment, the sun is setting and dusk is gradually rising. Various colored crystal lanterns are hung on the stalls in Yunhai City. The light is bright, soft, and dreamy, much brighter than ordinary paper lanterns, making the night sky exceptionally dazzling.
In the light of the lamp, the blush on Ye Shubai's elegant face was clearly visible, and the light in his eyes was so bright that Wen Yun dared not look directly at him.
Her heart was beating too fast, and she seemed to touch something vaguely, but it was not quite clear. However, her heart was very happy because of this obvious preference. Even the piece of soft chestnut cake that she had just obtained, which did not taste very good, seemed much more delicious.
It’s more delicious than the eight-treasure duck, crispy cloud cakes, fried wontons… all the twenty kinds of dim sum I just had combined.
"It's strange, I just met a man at the city gate, and his back looked exactly like Master Shang. If I hadn't followed him and checked a few times, I would have recognized the wrong person."
The Dongxuan sect disciple who was speaking was standing outside the Yunhai Tower, holding a sword, and talking idly with his fellow disciples about what he had seen and heard today.
"It's strange that they are so similar... To be exact, their faces don't look the same, but the aura they exude is exactly the same!"
The middle-aged man with straight eyebrows standing next to him sneered: "Our Master Shang's demeanor and grace are unique in this world. Don't compare him with some random cats and dogs. Humph, only you with narrow eyes would make mistakes!"
He narrowed his eyes in anger, but he couldn't say anything bad about Shang Wuyang. He could only mutter to himself that if he was to be honest, the young man was actually more handsome and refined than Shang Wuyang.
Hearing the two quarreling, the guardian elder looked over and said in a cold voice: "Junior Brother Shang is training in Yunhai Tower and has no time for other things. Why don't you go and investigate Qingran and the other four? Why are you chatting here first? Don't you have time?"
Qing Ran is the woman in green skirt who died mysteriously in the Yunhai Realm before. Although her status in the Dongxuan Sect is not very high, she is also a well-known disciple. The Dongxuan Sect naturally would not allow her and her group to lose their lives here inexplicably, and they would always find out the truth.
The narrow-eyed and straight-browed man fell silent instantly, and whispered, "Elder Zhang, Qingran and the others' life cards are all broken, and we can't find them now..."
Elder Zhang frowned and was about to scold the two careless juniors when a row of silver-armored guards suddenly appeared outside the Yunhai Tower.
There was a commotion among the crowd.
"Oh my god! Fifteen corpses were carried out in a row! Hiss, they are all third-level Ascension Realm masters!"
"Who is so cruel?"
But the corpses, whether male or female, from all walks of life and all races, all had their eyes wide open in fear, and they died with their eyes open.
There was not a single wound on their bodies, except for a red spot between their eyebrows, from which blood was flowing, leaving a crooked blood line on the faces of all the corpses.
They were all killed with one sword.