The unlucky disciple of Jiange who was surrounded was named Tang Yu, one of Yingluo's good friends. He used to come to Yunxian's place to play often. He had a small nose, small eyes and a round face. Even though he got older, his face didn't change and he still looked very young.

It was hard to tell what sect the people surrounding her belonged to, but they were all dressed in a mess. They must have had evil intentions when they saw her walking alone, trying to use their numbers to bully the weak. Yun Xian drew his sword and didn't give them any chance to react. He knocked them to the ground in a few strokes.

Those men were caught off guard, their noses and mouths twisted as they were slapped. They gasped, "...That's not right! Shouldn't you at least say 'Stop!' before you attack? How can you just start fighting straight away?"

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Yun Xianju said condescendingly, "Hand over everything you stole!"

"This is outrageous!" the leader complained. "What can we possibly get? This guy is completely broke, it's outrageous. I thought I could get something out of him as a disciple of a major sect, but now I touch him and his impoverished aura is all over me!"

Yun Xian: “…”

Tang Yu hadn't even recognized the chivalrous hero who had come to his aid. Blood was still pouring from his forehead. He couldn't sit still when he heard this. "What do you mean? I'm not that poor!"

The commotion in the alley was so loud that people began to gather to watch. But they only watched from a distance and didn't rush over. Having been around for so many years, everyone has witnessed a few scams. Who knows if these two groups are in cahoots? Be careful not to get scammed.

"Then why are you blocking her?" Qiao Lingshan seemed to recognize Tang Yu. She threw a bottle of golden wound medicine over and said, "It seems quite unfair to hurt her like this?"

The leader felt even more wronged: "I didn't even have time to touch her! She fell down on her own! If you don't believe me, ask her!"

Tang Yu: "...This, um, I fell. Sorry, I wasn't paying attention when I was running."

Everyone: “…”

Yun Xian never plays against the odds: "Does her falling prove that you are right? If you hadn't chased her, would she still have fallen?"

"How could we not give chase?" the leader said confidently, "She stole my Dharma King Medicine Cauldron!"

Tang Yu was furious, and his voice became even louder: "I said I didn't steal it! Why would a swordsman like me steal your medicine cauldron? For a barbecue?!"

She was a straightforward person by nature, and now, being wronged and being chased, she felt extremely aggrieved. But the people of Jiange were very resilient, and now there was a mysterious master who came from nowhere to support her. Her already powerful voice became three times louder, and her eyes kept looking here.

"Sword cultivators don't lack medicine cauldrons, but they do lack money! Couldn't you have sold my cauldron if you stole it?" This person was extremely anxious and angry, his lips almost blistered. "I've asked people, and besides us, you were the only one in the inn at that time. You couldn't find the cauldron after leaving the inn. If it wasn't you who stole it, was it a ghost? I told you, as long as you're willing to hand it over, the matter will be settled. I won't pursue the matter any further."

He didn't know how many times this conversation had been repeated in the past. Tang Yuren was exhausted and said weakly, "I said, I really didn't take it. I showed you the storage ring. How can I prove that I don't have it? Besides, no matter how poor the people in Jiange are, they won't steal. If you insist on thinking this way, what can I do?"

"What do you mean you have any solution?!"

Seeing that the topic was going on like this and there was no way to resolve it, Xue Lingxiu, who was standing behind him, put his palm against his folding fan and shouted, "Okay, stop. Don't say anything for now!"

There was a moment of silence.

"I understand you're anxious about losing your magic treasure, but accusing one person of theft is a serious offense." He continued, "From what you've just said, you discovered the theft as soon as you left the inn and hurried after her, yet you didn't find it in her storage ring. The medicine cauldron is so large, how could it be hidden so easily? Its origin is unknown, and exchanging it for money on the black market wouldn't be easy in such a short time. Why don't you reconsider whether you've forgotten anyone?"

The logic behind it was quite obvious, something that could be understood with a little thought. It was just that this group seemed to be heading to the altar together, and now they hadn't even arrived yet, and their weapons had been lost. How could he not be extremely anxious?

At this moment, a bystander outside silently said, "Um... let me interrupt. Does your medicine cauldron have a lot of different colors?"

The man was stunned: "Yes! Did you see it?"

"Isn't it decorated with lots of jade and gold beads? It's shiny and bright?"

"Yes, yes..."

The man who spoke shook his head and said with sympathy, "Then I guess it definitely wasn't taken by the swordsman in front of you. Don't make it difficult for her. She won't be able to find it even if she looks for it."

“…”

Yun Xian sheathed the Taiping and looked at the person who spoke thoughtfully.

"A lot of these items have been lost lately?"

The matter finally came to an end, the misunderstanding resolved. After Yun Xian had clarified the whole story, he continued walking down the street with Tang Yu. "No matter the material or type, anything that's inlaid with gemstones or fluorescent beads and looks shiny could disappear... Are you really going to sell it for money?"

"If they really wanted to sell it, how could they even steal toilet latrines?" Xue Lingxiu said noncommittally, "Gemstones are more valuable, but ordinary fluorescent beads aren't that valuable. With the ability to steal so stealthily, there's nothing better than this."

Qi Zhiye: "My intuition tells me that it's still related to the altar."

This was too confusing. Yun Xian sighed and said, "I just used my brain a while ago, and it's not working very well now..."

"..." Qiao Lingshan sighed secretly and said, "Since no one has been hurt in this matter, it's okay not to be so anxious for now."

Tang Yu had a large bow tied on her head by Xue Lingxiu with a bandage. She couldn't see it herself, and only realized something was wrong after she had followed the group for three blocks: "Who are you?"

It wasn't that she wasn't on guard, it was mainly because the two leaders seemed to have an inexplicable sense of familiarity and trust, and she always felt like they were acquaintances.

Yun Xian looked at her, lost in thought. Logically, the identities of her group shouldn't be revealed, so she should have fabricated a plausible fake identity to dispel the other party's suspicions. However, she was too lazy to think about it, and finally said perfunctorily, "You'll understand when you grow up. Be obedient."

Those who know her understand that the two are only one year apart in age, while those who don’t would think she is some old senior.

Tang Yu: "...You are also a sword cultivator? What sect are you from?"

"Don't ask so many questions, little kid." Yun Xian asked her, "Why are you the only one out of Jiange? Where are the others? Are they all staying on the mountain?"

Previously, Xiao Wu had made a temporary decision to return to the Eastern Territory because he had received a letter asking for help from Jiange. Could it be that the situation has become so serious now?

"I don't know." Tang Yu said, "At least when I came down the mountain, many of my brothers and sisters had already gone down. Why do you ask this suddenly? Do you have any connection with Jiange?"

It seemed that at least it hadn't gotten that bad yet, so she felt relieved. Yun Xian was determined to get over it: "Don't ask so many questions, kid."

Tang Yu: “…”

Even Qiao Lingshan couldn't bear to watch. This guy had just recovered a little, and he started to be so annoying again. Is this an innate ability?

Tang Yu was inevitably wary of the group's reluctance to reveal their identities, and after only a short while, she found an excuse to go her separate ways. Their destinations were different: Yun Xian's group was heading back to Jiange, while she was heading to the altar. But before Tang Yu left, Yun Xian, wary, asked her for clues to the altar, and they split up to search and see each other again.

"The Land of Chaos... what does this mean?" Yun Xian thought with a headache, "Why do you always have to be so subtle, making it impossible for people to understand?"

She had no idea what this meant. What chaos? Where was it chaotic? How was it chaotic? The most chaotic place she could think of was a wonton stall. It was indeed chaotic when the water was boiling and the dough was flying everywhere.

Su Chi, who had been silent all day, said, "It's not time to open it yet."

Yun Xian paused: "Big Brother?"

Under the azure sky, Su Chi held the cloud in his hand, his eyes, as pale as glass, looking into the distance. He said, "If the altar opens, I will find it."

Everyone paused for a moment, but without asking why, they just said, "That's good."

Yun Xian gazed at Su Chi's cold profile, half a step away, and thought, if Su Chi said so, then he couldn't be lying. But why did this altar, said to be left behind by the "Mother of Sorrow and Joy," resonate with the Sword God's remaining sword? What exactly was left inside? It was hard to say whether it was a treasure or a treacherous barrier. The altar's presence was spreading throughout the Eastern Realm; perhaps this person had some connection to the Sword God.

The premise is that it really was once a "person".

But everything has not started yet, so it’s too early to say this.

The group continued walking and stopping for a while, discovering two more Sword Pavilion disciples along the way. However, the living standards of the Sword Pavilion disciples were clearly better than when Yun Xian left. Their rations consisted of dried goose meat, and their cultivation levels were significantly higher than those of disciples from other sects. Xiao Wu had once said that she had never worried about the cultivation levels of the Sword Pavilion disciples. Her only concern was that they spent their days in the mountains, unaware of the dangers of the cultivation world, and easily deceived.

Most people had come here because they had heard of the altar, and most had no idea where it was. Chaos reigned, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dark. Yun Xian finally decided, "This is too inefficient. How about we split up? Lingshan and I will go together, and Senior Brother will go alone. Brother Xue, you and Fellow Daoist Qi..."

It's not that she has to do this, but it's not good to let Brother Xue, a little medical practitioner, hang around outside like this. It's too dangerous. Qi Xingye just happens to have the Golden Bell Cover that can protect people. If anything happens, they can take care of each other.

Qi Zhiye's face darkened, and Xue Lingxiu tightened her folding fan, but the two of them had matured a lot after going through so much, and they didn't raise any objections and acquiesced.

Yun Xian turned around with satisfaction and wanted to say something to Su Chi, but she saw Su Chi nodded slightly to her, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye and left.

"Huh?" Yun Xian asked in confusion, "Lingshan, did you notice that something's wrong with Senior Brother today?"

Qiao Lingshan complained, "You just realized this? He's been like this since early morning. Did you make him angry in some way? You love to make people angry."

"I didn't!" Besides, how could Su Chi be angry? Yun Xian thought about it over and over again, but couldn't find any fault with himself, so he gave up decisively and instantly found the reason in the outside world. He said with certainty: "I understand. I must have finally reached the Eastern Realm. I'm afraid of home. It's more likely that my bloodline is calling me!"

Qiao Lingshan: "...Let's go. Let's talk about this."