"With such a good thing, why not keep it at home and let everyone see it? Is the Hehuan Sect out of their minds? They're just walking around in crowds with the buff on, and they even have to wave flags and shout to get more people to see how pretty their buff is!" Zhang Xu muttered to herself after the two of them found an inn to settle down.

Yan Chenghuan noticed that since they became more familiar, Zhang Xu had started talking more, unlike before when she was more reserved. She was extremely good at making sarcastic remarks, and although he didn't understand what some of her words meant, listening to her吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for roasting or criticizing) was inexplicably satisfying! After all, these people were his enemies. Even though she seemed a bit loud and boisterous, she was strangely endearing.

“Something unusual must be going on!” Yan Chenghuan took a sip of tea.

"The Elder Yin I killed was suspicious."

When Zhang Xu heard Yan Chenghuan mention this person, she didn't react for a moment. It took her a long time to remember that it was the white-haired, pink-clad old lady from last time.

"Although I used underhanded tactics, with her sixth-level strength, she shouldn't have been able to withstand one of my attacks and be gone. Moreover, so much time has passed, and they haven't come looking for their lost elder. That's very suspicious."

Compared to those righteous cultivators who constantly preach about saving immortality, Yan Chenghuan was much more honest and straightforward, and he didn't hide anything from Zhang Xu.

"Maybe it's because you're more capable! After all, you're practically got the male lead's script now, so you know what kind of protagonist's halo you might have."

"What script? The male lead's halo? Is that vocabulary from your world?"

Zhang Xu shrugged: "Never mind that for now. By the way, how are you going to find your enemies? Just attack them directly?"

Yan Chenghuan slammed down his teacup: "What a reckless act!"

Zhang Xu could deduce that the enemy Yan Chenghuan was looking for was the group that had besieged Yan Xingyun before. However, it wouldn't be appropriate to attack such a large sect, since they were no match for them.

"Isn't they holding some kind of grand event? I sneaked in."

Strangely enough, the Hehuan Sect's grand event this time, besides inviting elites from various sects, also invited some well-known rogue cultivators. These rogue cultivators, though called free spirits, actually had limited resources and were far inferior to the professionals from those sects. It's unclear why they invited these people.

Want to go for a walk?

Yan Chenghuan gestured to her with his eyes, and Zhang Xu's eyes lit up. After disguising themselves, the two secretly slipped away.

Unbeknownst to them, eyes silently followed their movements, only stepping out discreetly after they had blended into the crowd.

He was a very ordinary-looking young man. Looking at the woman beside him, he said, "Why don't we go up and acknowledge him?"

The woman beside her shook her head: "Look from the shadows now. There are quite a few people here this time. Almost all the major sects have sent people, including Yu Qingshan."

Yu Qingshan has been busy preparing for the Elite Gathering recently. Most of the people in the sect have stayed in the sect, and even the disciples who were training outside have been recalled. However, he did not expect that there were still quite a few disciples left in Lin'an County, and they all seemed to be disciples with high cultivation levels. He guessed that there were some of the Qing generation among them.

"If anything happens, I can take care of it for you first, young master." The woman made a throat-slitting gesture.

Although the young man was puzzled, he didn't say anything. Instead, he took out a small dried fish from his sleeve and silently started eating it.

Seeing his actions, the woman didn't think much of it, but silently hid herself and didn't show herself again.

Because of the grand event organized by Hehuan Gate, the streets were bustling with people. Even as it gradually got dark, the crowds did not decrease. Instead, all sorts of lanterns were lit up along the streets. As the number of lanterns increased, the street soon transformed into a dazzling neon spectacle.

As night fell, even more people set up stalls, but most of these people were skilled in cultivation, and the things they sold were mostly related to cultivation.

This was the first time Zhang Xu had ever seen these cultivation-related things so directly in this world.

There were vendors selling magical artifacts, talismans, herbs, elixirs, and even cultivation manuals.

Some of these items were retrieved by rogue cultivators who risked their lives in secret realms, while others were created by the individuals themselves. Zhang Xu found them fascinating, praising them as she looked at them.

After a long while, they realized that Yan Chenghuan hadn't said anything, but was looking at these things with disdain.

Seeing her naive and unsophisticated appearance, Yan Chenghuan said with some disdain, "Most of these things are fake. You really are."

He possesses an unparalleled demonic seed within him, and naturally also has top-tier cultivation resources. These things are, of course, like dust in his eyes.

Zhang Xu had always been good-tempered, so when she heard him say that, she wasn't annoyed. Instead, she replied with a smile, "I'm just an ordinary person, I've never seen the world."

Seeing Yan Chenghuan speechless, Zhang Xu chuckled and asked, "Are these things really useful?"

They were standing at a stall selling talismans. The stall owner was boasting to his customers about the power of his talismans, claiming they could grant longevity, strength, and even the ability to read minds and change hearts—it all sounded rather fantastical. Beside the owner, a woman with a sorrowful face listened intently to his charade, her eyes growing increasingly fascinated.

Zhang Xu didn't notice Yan Chenghuan's darkening face; she only saw the woman listening to the shopkeeper say that the talisman had been blessed by many masters and was extremely powerful. He said that as long as she took it back, it would definitely be able to eliminate the evil spirits and make her husband change his mind.

He sang it as if it were magic, but little did he know that the woman already seemed to believe it, and was about to take out her purse from her pocket to give it to him.

Yan Chenghuan glanced at her and said in a deep voice, "I can do it too!"

Before Zhang Xu could react, Yan Chenghuan pulled out a talisman from somewhere and stuck it on her forehead.

Zhang Xu watched helplessly as she, hands on her hips, hopped step by step to the talisman stall and kicked over the owner's stall.

I have absolutely no control over my body!!!

Zhang Xu tried hard to turn around and glare at him, but found that she couldn't move at all. On the contrary, when the boss saw that the stall had been destroyed, a light pink light appeared in his hand.

"You brat, you're asking for it!" The boss's face turned red with anger. Anyone would be angry if their business was suddenly disrupted while they were sitting there doing business!

The people around seemed used to this scene, and they moved their stalls to make room for them, sitting in the same spot and waiting to watch the show.

The boss was dressed in a gaudy manner, his greasy long hair was covered with colorful bags, and he looked like a mop made of strips of cloth that had come off its handle. He lunged at Zhang Xu, his eyes, squeezed into the folds, revealing a sharp edge. If looks could kill, Zhang Xu would have been dead seven or eight times over by now.

Zhang Xu's body was completely restrained; she could neither speak nor move, and could only watch helplessly as her boss pounced on her.

In his heart, he cursed Yan Chenghuan eight hundred times.

Why does this guy always like to push himself out like that? He's so damn insidious!

Just as the boss's fist was about to land on Zhang Xu's face, a sharp gust of wind blew up her bangs, and a delicate hand intercepted the boss's messy fist.

As their fists clashed, the boss's sharp eyes snapped shut. He awkwardly tried to pull his fist back, only to find that the young man in front of him, though not very old, was completely overpowering him.

"So what if I overturn your stall if you sell counterfeit goods?" Yan Chenghuan seemed to be standing up for Zhang Xu.

However, the former showed no appreciation, glared at him, and walked away angrily.

The crowd watched this scene with amazement, seemingly marveling at the young man's extraordinary strength or lamenting that the boss had kicked a hornet's nest.

Everyone knew the boss was selling counterfeit goods, but this was the first time someone had brought it out into the open. For a moment, they looked at each other in bewilderment.