533 Top Ten Beauties

A deep sword mark appeared, seemingly piercing through time and space. The air itself seemed to shrink in fear as the three souls vanished without a trace.

Qilin Xing shook his head calmly, seemingly regretting it, and said in a low voice, "I really dare not provoke Lord He directly, He Shaxing."

How dare you disturb an old woman like me! I was just doing a business transaction; as for what was being delivered, I truly have no idea.

'It seems the news has spread. It's understandable that the Lingmi faction is anxious. But should we inform Lord He?'

Qilin Star muttered to himself, then chuckled, "I'm just a deliveryman. The affairs of the world are for these important figures to handle. I don't even have an apprentice yet, what's the point of meddling in this?"

The old horse pulling the cart nodded, giving no response whatsoever to Qilin Star.

His eyes, however, remained full of wisdom, and he clearly approved of Qilin Xing's actions. He spoke in a low, feignedly frightened voice, "You scared me to death! You need to make sure I get some rest, otherwise you'll get me killed next time we walk the dark road. These people are too dangerous."

Old Ma's sudden shout echoed in the stillness of the night, sounding somewhat eerie.

Qilinxing closed the curtains, slowly lay down, and whispered, "You didn't have any energy to go at all. I'll buy you a braised chicken tomorrow. I'm exhausted."

Old Ma said, feeling wronged, "But I was walking on a dark road ahead, and these three people suddenly appeared in the dark! They scared the hell out of me! Couldn't we have traveled during the day? Was it really necessary to be in such a hurry?"

Qilinxing was so tired of hearing this that he couldn't help but sigh softly, "Add one more roast duck, that's all, or I'll be turning in my grave."

If the Spirit Rice Sect finds out, they'll probably only blame Lord He; I'm just a deliveryman.

Old Ma nodded happily and flattered, "What you say is right, sir. We're just laborers, so we have to settle our scores. Don't forget to put extra spice in the roast chicken and duck, and it would be best to have a pot of wine."

Let me tell you, Lord He's mansion has some truly amazing things; the smell alone is making my mouth water. It's just that the interior is even more terrifying, otherwise I would have definitely gone to show off. Sigh!

Qilin Star ignored him, thinking to himself, 'Although Old Ma is a bit of a scoundrel and a bit greedy, he still has a strong sense of crisis and is good at recognizing treasures.'

However, I'm a proper laborer; these chores have nothing to do with me. But if there are any more goods to deliver next time, we can discuss it. I suppose Lord He is quite generous.

As if he had managed to get some food, he was full of energy. Under the cover of night, Old Ma continued to move slowly forward, as if he knew where his destination was.

Their eyes gleamed in the night, their keen gaze seemingly able to pierce the darkness and see what others could not. They frequently lowered their heads, as if sniffing the earth, searching for the path ahead and the unknown.

The firm muscles trembled slightly in the night breeze, radiating a powerful life force.

Its fur shimmered faintly in the moonlight, making it appear even more lustrous. It seemed to be accelerating, as if it had smelled the aroma of roast duck, heading towards the distant city and quickly disappearing into the night.

At dawn, an ordinary carriage, after completing its routine inspection, slowly drove into the royal city.

The mornings in the royal city are bustling with activity, as many vendors set up their breakfast stalls, offering soy milk and fried dough sticks, offal, soup, fried dumplings, steamed buns, glutinous rice cakes, and rice dumplings—a vibrant display of everyday life.

The people entering the city had worried and distressed expressions. A young man whispered in their ear, "Uncle Wu, the Crown Prince has raised taxes again. Just a few days ago, he established the Demon Extermination Guard and started charging a security fee. Today, he's talking about a peace fee."

At this rate, I might not even have enough money to pay the rent and will have to leave the capital.

A low, hoarse, and helpless voice said, "Keep your voice down. This is Bai family territory. Be careful not to let them hear you."

Qilin Xing didn't care, nor did he want to care, because he understood that there were too many things in the world, too many human emotions, and everyone had their own story and hardships. He didn't want to interfere too much in other people's lives, nor did he want others to interfere in his.

He silently reminded himself, 'I'm just a person, a deliveryman.'

A fleeting thought: In my youth, I longed to brandish my sword and roar to the heavens, yet feared it would shake the very sky. Or perhaps I dreamt of a thousand armies crushing the enemy, beheading them like flies, invincible, with everyone in the world like dragons, roaring at injustice, sheltering all the poor and needy and bringing them joy!

She whispered softly, 'The poor and needy? That doesn't include these peddlers, nor does it include myself.'

Until finally, in the sect, only he remained, clinging to life.

A slight upturn at the corners of his lips couldn't hide the self-deprecating smile. On the wooden board, the mottled red paint reflected his aged face, and in the blur, he appeared so small and fragile.

He slowly shook his head helplessly; his self-mockery stemmed from a deep-seated sense of powerlessness and inferiority. He wanted to become stronger, but reality was always cruel.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he muttered to himself, 'In the end, it's just self-preservation. Once I have a successor and the inheritance is complete…'

I couldn't help but quicken my pace.

Outside Elder Yun's residence, two guards in full armor stood ramrod straight, their spirits high. Their armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight, each plate meticulously maintained and shining. Their gazes were firm and sharp, like unsheathed swords, guarding the tranquility of Elder Yun's residence.

As soon as Qilin Star arrived, their gazes involuntarily began to silently examine each other.

Qilin Star paid no attention, carefully investigating, and couldn't help but sigh, 'How peaceful and serene.'

The place looked peaceful and serene, with no mansions secretly watching for Elder Yun's whereabouts, and the surroundings were spotless.

The name and influence of the old man's son-in-law have begun to affect the choices of many people in the royal city. Of course, some people within the royal city are also starting to get anxious.

The door opened softly, followed by a strong, resonant voice: "Take care, Miss Ye. You can visit Su'er sometime; it's a bit far, but the borderlands offer unique scenery."

The voice of 'Old Master Yun, please stay' was like celestial music lingering in the air, captivating all who heard it.

The person who emerged was about the same age as Yun Su, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, as if sculpted by the years, every curve of which appeared so elegant.

Her long legs were like two jade pillars, straight and strong. She wore a purple classical dress, light and graceful. Her face seemed to have a knot in her heart. She gently stepped out the door in her embroidered shoes.

She was beautiful and graceful, with long, glossy black hair that flowed down her back like ribbons. Her whole body exuded softness and elegance, which made Qilin Xing nod slightly.

Such a beauty is none other than Ye Yunyun, one of the ten beauties of the royal city.