Chapter 121: Yeet City (1)
Chapter 121: Yeet City (1)
After everyone had crossed the river, the continuous trip was rough. Their party consisted of many beautiful young women without a 5th-stage or 6th-stage guardian, which always attracted the attention of passing-by cultivators. Fortunately, no daredevils tried to provoke them.
As Xu Miao never wanted to repeat what most protagonists did when they visited new towns by provoking local clans or gangsters, the group never stopped at any city. They avoided civilizations like a plague.
Jia Shan was happy with this type of journey. He forced Xu Miao to continue their running routine. For 6 hours a day, Xu Miao carried Jia Shan and ran at his full speed without using Qi. The rest of the daytime was spent sparing with the old man.
Two weeks had passed since then.
At first, Xu Miao had thought that they might reach Yeet City, aka Handan in Xu Miao’s terms, within a day or two. They traveled over 1,000 kilometers and bypassed over 20 cities, but they hadn’t reached Yeet City yet.
Xu Miao started to doubt if the distance scale was the same as the modern world since Handan was about 150 kilometers away from the Yellow River.
“Master, how long do we have to run? It has been two weeks,” Impatient, Xu Miao asked Jia Shan if they were closed to the destination.
“Why are you complaining after we’ve only traveled 2,000 li? It’s just a short journey from the central plain to the middle plain. We only need to run for another 2 days with our current training schedule.”
Hearing that only 2 days of distance remained, Xu Miao was relieved, “Then, let’s get there by tomorrow. I’m tired of sleeping outdoor.”
Jia Shan clicked his tongue, “Tsk. Kids these days are so weak. When I was at your age, I ran back and forth between the Crimson River and Yeet City every day!”
“You ran over 4,000 li every day!?”
“Of course. But I used essence and Qi.”
“But I’m running without using Qi! I even carried extra weight on me!”
“Your body lacks core strength and stamina! Stop complaining and continue running!”
“…”
The training resumed, but everyone was in high morale. The long arduous journey was about to end.
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Two days later, Xu Miao’s party finally reached the capital city of another major province, Yeet City.
The city walls were even taller than the Tiger Cage Pass. Xu Miao gazed at the great wall, which occupied the horizon.
“Wow. How big is this city?”
Jia Shan sighed, “It’s as big as the Red Sun City.”
“It rivals the imperial capital city!?”
“Yeah. It’s the home of alchemists and herbalists. Their wealth is second to none.”
Everybody’s eyes glittered. They were looking forward to seeing the new pills and the special products of this city.
As usual, they proceeded to the entrance gate and queued with other merchants and travelers, who were waiting to enter the city. Everybody already got used to taking queues to enter a city or pass through checkpoints.
Jia Shan took the lead again. When it was their turn, the old man introduced himself by using his real name.
“I’m Jia Shan, the older brother of Jia Wenhe and the former sect master of Mountain Goose Sect. I’m migrating here with my disciples to seek refuge under the Myriad Cauldron Sect.”
Myriad Cauldron Sect was the name of a prominent alchemist sect. The members were mostly non-combatants, but their cultivation bases were high enough to protect themselves from external harm. More than 50% of adept alchemists were 5th-stage cultivators, and one of their members was listed as the top 10 strongest cultivators of this continent.
In short, this alchemist sect was on the same tier as the Silver Phoenix Sect, but they gathered all their members in one major city.
The city guards were shocked when they heard Jia Shan’s name and his visiting purpose. They picked up their phones and called for their superiors for verification.
Within 5 minutes, a late-middle-aged man, whose face resembled Jia Shan, descended from the sky. The 6th-stage alchemist flew here as soon as he heard that his brother was here.
Jia Wenhe was a scary-looking thin man with a black goatee. The sharp and slant eyes looked as mean as his snake-like pupils. His kempt long black hair was tied and covered by a green headwear, but his dirty wrinkled green robes showed that he hadn’t cleaned them for days.
The sword saint’s brother gazed at Jia Shan from head to toes. He swallowed his shock as he patted the old man’s shoulders.
“You’re alive!”
“You thought I was dead or what?”
“I heard a rumor. I got an SMS saying that Wei Huang killed you.”
Jia Shan snickered, “Almost. That bastard’s men poisoned me and destroyed my cultivation. Well, I still have my nascent soul, thanks to my dao god.”
“You’d better be! Well, how did you get out of there? Who are these people? What happened to your sect!?”
“You heard the rumor. My sect has been stolen.”
“I need to hear it from you! What happened back there!?”
Jia Shan glanced at Xu Miao and the girls, “Can you allow us to enter the city first? We’re troubling the guards and other visitors. I need to report to your bosses, too.”
Jia Wenhe looked at Xu Miao and the 13 young women for a moment. His eyes stopped when he saw the face of Wei Yuan, Jiang Lan, and Kang Yan. He clicked his tongue before he strode toward the nearest guard, “Let them in.”
The guards nodded. However, one of them ran toward his colleague with three sketch portraits.
“Um, sir. I think three of them are…”
Jia Wenhe glared at the guards. His snake pupils expanded, “LET. THEM. IN.”
“Y-Yes, sir!”
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Along the way into the Yeet City, Xu Miao’s party passed a giant bulletin board, which had several announcements, news, and arrest warrants on it. Xu Miao’s eyes were attracted to the board by reflex, and he saw three peculiar portraits with descriptions.
[Wanted, Dead or Alive. 50 Raw Spirit Stone]
It was a bounty of Wei Yuan, Kang Yan, and Jiang Lan. However, the prize was too little, which somewhat insulted Xu Miao.
“The news gets here so fast. The warrants are already here!”
Jia Wenhe, who was leading Jia Shan and the party, turned around and glanced at the bulletin board. He snorted, “Those bastards from Red Sun City spammed SMS to our sect master. We just posted the wanted posters there to satisfy the imperial envoys and that fatty Yu.”
It seemed that Jia Wenhe didn’t like the imperial men and the [Yu] guy. Xu Miao still couldn’t recall where he heard about this surname.
“Anyway, since you’re my brother’s disciples, you’re guests of the Myriad Cauldron Sect. Unfortunately, I only have one guest courtyard, so all of you have to stay there together.”
Xu Miao cupped his fist and bowed to the senior, “We don’t mind. Thank you for having us.”
Jia Wenhe nodded. His expression got softer after seeing that Xu Miao was humble, “Good. What about the others? Are they your wives or what?”
“Err, yes.”
“…”
Jia Wenhe rolled his eyes and spat, “Kids these days. Don’t mess the courtyard and keep your noise down when you’re playing. We have too many virgin nerds in the sect, and I don’t want any bad influence on them.”
“… Yes, senior.”
The girls covered their mouths and held back their laughter. They were aware of how loud they were when they had sex, and they never planned to keep their voice down.
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While Xu Miao and the girls were walking inside the Myriad Cauldron Sect, many alchemist disciples gawked at the girls, gazing at their hips and chests as if they had never seen young women. Surprisingly, their cultivation bases ranged from 1st-stage to 5th-stage, which was unusual for outer disciples. Their ages also varied from teenagers to old men in their 80s.
Xu Miao couldn’t differentiate if they were elders, instructors, or disciples since there were too many old people here in the same uniforms. 60% of wandering people were at least 60 years old while the minority was teenagers with weak cultivation bases.
“Look! So many beautiful women! Are they new disciples?”
“I doubt all of them are actually young. They must have taken pills from the Han Garden. Several 100-year-old sluts have those kinds of bodies.”
“Pfft! If you fall for those pigs, you’re an uncultured swine! Let’s go back to our garden and worship our Goddess Yuan Hua.”
“Right. Women’s appearance can’t be trusted! 3D PIG DISGUSTING! Our goddess is the best!”
“THAT’S RIGHT!! 3D PIG DISGUSTING!! LONG LIVE, GODDESS YUAN HUA!!”
Something was wrong with these people. They reminded Xu Miao of a type of nerds in the modern world, who preferred 2D girls over real women.
Jia Wenhe chuckled and waved his hands, shooing the onlookers, “Sorry to break it to you, but these young maidens already have an owner. Get the fuck back to your garden and jack off to the porn pics in your phones!!”
Hearing the alchemist elder, several of them booed.
“So they’re second-handed goods.”
“As I thought, 3D women are all sluts!”
“Thots, be gone!”
“Be gone!”
These nerds began to get on Xu Miao and everybody’s nerves. They glared back at the weebs without hiding their contempt.
Jia Shan shook his head, “Are they still practicing the Virgin Sage Way?”
Jia Wenhe sighed in embarrassment, “Yeah. It improves their memory and concentration, but it affects their sexual tastes. Those old hags at the Han Garden also contributed to this.”
“Don’t let my disciples see those hags. I don’t want them to become one of those sick bitches.”
“I know.”
Jia Wenhe guided Jia Shan to the sect’s main hall, so they could speak to their sect masters and elders. As for Xu Miao and the girls, Jia Wenhe sent them to an empty courtyard within the outer sect perimeter.
The alchemist elder was also considerate enough to erect a soundproof array, so nobody could hear what happened inside the courtyard. He also left Xu Miao with a warning.
“Don’t wander off on your own.”
Xu Miao, Wei Yuan, and the girls grinned from ear to ear.
“Don’t worry. We’re good at staying in-door.”
Jia Wenhe & Jia Shan: “…”