I heard that this is the hometown of Elisa and her great-grandfather Salya.

Zhao Xi had long heard that there were two lower immortal realm continents that could not communicate with each other, and were only connected by the middle immortal realm. However, she never thought that she would be able to go there one day.

I've also heard that there are many people trading pangolin scales at the border between the Middle Immortal Realm and the Lower Immortal Realm.

If Xiao Jia is likely to go looking for relatives, then he will definitely go to Phili Village.

Having finally found a clear direction, Tongyue mustered all her strength and flew swiftly on her sword, cutting through thorns and brambles and dodging powerful demonic beasts from the Immortal Realm.

Early the next morning, they finally arrived at Phili Village.

The first impression of the village is that it is made of mud, with simple shacks everywhere. The crooked houses are made of mud, just like Wanwan's hometown.

But they were somewhat wealthier, and their clothes had few patches; they tried to present themselves neatly in order to attract more business.

What they were selling at their stalls were elixirs and materials needed by cultivators, and the cloth bags they used to put money contained spirit stones.

Since mortals cannot eat spirit stones, they must use spirit stones to ask the stall owner for food.

When these ordinary villagers saw strangers, they swarmed around them, enthusiastically inviting them to look at the goods at their owners' stalls: "*&#￥&!"

Holy crap! What kind of bird language are they speaking?

Zhao Xi wanted to test everything she had learned one by one: "HELLO? You think you're so great? Sawasdee ka! You idiot!"

Tongyue: "?"

Is the kindergarten principal swearing at someone?

The villagers were completely confused and didn't know what she was talking about.

Zhao Xi was even more certain.

Because of the language barrier, even gestures were difficult to use.

"Quickly draw Xiao Jia! Let's split up and ask. I have a ready-made one here."

Zhao Xi wanted to take out a blank talisman and give it to Tong Yue. She was about to find out the roster of disciples from the Hundred Beast Garden and ask her to draw Xiao Jia according to the pattern.

She saw Tongyue already leaning against the wall, writing furiously, and before she could take out the roster, she showed her the finished portrait: "It's done."

He does indeed bear a striking resemblance to Xiao Jia...

but……

With his handsome features, sharp eyebrows and eyes, a cool upturn at the corners of his mouth, and stars in his eyes, he turned a sketch into a heavily filtered beauty photo.

Zhao Xi thought, "...Are you serious?!"