"Impossible, absolutely impossible! We brothers worked so hard to catch it, and we only got five thousand taels?"
A shifty-eyed Taoist priest with an unfriendly expression walked over.
"Kid, I advise you to settle this for ten thousand taels, or you'll eventually have to leave the city, you know what I mean."
The other Taoist priests also looked over. Indeed, if it were ten thousand taels, each of them could get two thousand taels. If it were only five thousand taels, each of them could only get a maximum of one thousand taels, which would be enough to buy a magic weapon.
"Hahaha"
Upon hearing this, Chi Musheng laughed. If he didn't have the King's Sword Intent, he might have been forced into this situation.
A single sword strike could annihilate the Demon Emperor's sword intent, and killing a few trashy Taoists would be incredibly easy.
"Kid, what are you laughing at? Don't think we can't do anything to you just because you're in the city. Dealing with a first-level mortal like you is a piece of cake. I advise you to be smart, or you'll regret it."
The shifty-eyed Taoist priest threatened menacingly.
Bai Yumo, inside the cage, couldn't help but look at Chi Musheng with some worry, because she knew that Chi Musheng was just a mortal. Even if he was related to the leader of Tushan, he wasn't here.
"I'm so sorry, you stole my lines. You're the ones who should know better."
Chi Musheng's forehead gleamed with sword patterns, and a golden longsword, about three feet nine inches long, appeared in his hand, with the words "Royal Power" engraved on the hilt.
The sharp sword intent emanated a chilling aura, causing the Taoist priests to feel an invisible current cutting into their skin.
"Wang Quan, you are from the Wang Quan family."
Upon seeing the words "Wang Quan," the shifty-eyed Taoist priest cried out in a trembling voice.
Upon hearing the words "royal power," the other Taoist priests couldn't help but tense up.
As the number one demon-slaying family in the world, the word "power" must not be used lightly or carelessly.
Because ordinary disciples of royal families either go out to train in groups or are very strong individuals who train alone.
The Chi Musheng before him clearly belonged to the latter category. Just by getting close to that golden longsword, one could feel its terrifying power; being struck by it meant there was absolutely no chance of survival.
"You no longer need to know."
Chi Musheng raised his longsword, ready to kill the men instantly.
When you're out in the world, the worst thing is to be targeted by a petty person. Either don't make enemies with them, or get to the bottom of things directly. After all, everyone has moments of relaxation.
"Sir, please don't! We have an eighty-year-old mother, a twenty-year-old wife, and a two-year-old child!"
The shifty-eyed Taoist priest suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to admit his mistake.
He's bad, not stupid. If he doesn't kneel down and beg for mercy now, he might lose his life.
The other Taoist priests followed suit, kneeling and begging for mercy. They racked their brains, almost calling Chi Musheng "father."
However, Chi Musheng was not buying it. The Taoists were right. He was just a mortal. Even with the power of the King's Sword, he would be useless when he was ambushed.
So he gave a cold smile and said meaningfully.
"But I won't be at peace if you don't die."
Being kind to your enemy is being cruel to yourself.
"Since you won't let us go, then we brothers will have to accept it."
The shifty-eyed Taoist priest took out his magic weapon, ready to fight Chi Musheng to the death.
Too much nonsense
Unexpectedly, Chi Musheng swung his sword, and the golden sword energy passed through their bodies. In just an instant, they lost control of their bodies, and their eyes were closed forever.
The sword intent kills without leaving a trace; though the external appearance remains unharmed, the internal organs are shattered.
The streets were deserted at this moment. In fact, the people around had all run away when Chi Musheng drew his sword and prepared to fight. If you were to watch a fight between Taoist priests and die without being injured, who would you blame?
Inside the cage, Bai Yumo covered her mouth in shock. It turned out that the stinky Shengsheng she had always looked down on was so powerful. She was certain that if Chi Musheng struck with his sword, even a demon king would be seriously injured, if not killed.
Chi Musheng slowly walked to the cage and looked at Bai Yumo, feeling a sense of familiarity.
Have we met before?
Bai Yumo answered with a hint of fear on her face and a trembling voice.
"No, sir, this is the first time we've met."
She had to act convincingly. If Chou Shengsheng knew that she was the timid little white kitten from before, she definitely wouldn't want her anymore.
Chi Musheng carefully examined Bai Yumo, but still couldn't remember where he had seen her before.
But he came to buy a maid, and since the seller was dead, the goods naturally belonged to him.
Whether you've seen them or not is irrelevant. They're dead. Now you only have one choice: serve me as a maid for a hundred years, serving tea and water, doing laundry and cooking. After you die, you'll be free.
He scrutinized Bai Yumo with his gaze, as if to say, "You have no choice."
A sly glint flashed in Bai Yumo's eyes, and then she looked at Chi Musheng expectantly, speaking earnestly.
"Thank you, Master, for saving my life. I am willing to serve you like a slave, a servant."
There's a saying that goes, "The road may be winding, but as long as the destination is right, it's fine." Anyway, we're all looking for Chou Shengsheng, so changing our identity will give us an advantage.
I've heard that many wealthy families hire maids primarily to warm their beds.
Since Chou Shengsheng only has one maid, then the task of warming the bed is also something only she can do.
Chi Musheng casually cleaved open the cage with his sword and asked.
"That's right, what's your name?"
Bai Yumo emerged from the cage and looked at Chi Musheng with delight.
"This servant's name is Bai Yumo. Master may call this servant Yumo."
"No need for 'master,' just call me 'young master' from now on."
Chi Musheng sheathed the sword intent of the king and turned to speak.
The title "master" always feels a bit strange, like it's playing some kind of trick. "Young master" sounds much more comfortable.
"Yes, young master."
Bai Yumo nodded obediently in agreement.
It doesn't matter what you call her, she's just a bed warmer, the young master can do whatever he wants with her.
"Let's go grab a bite to eat first, then pack up, pack up, and hit the road."
After saying that, Chi Musheng walked ahead first. He wasn't sure if his escape had been discovered. If it had, Tu Shan Rongrong or Tu Shan Honghong would find out.
We must hurry and find a small town far from Tushan to live in seclusion.
There's no way I can fight Tu Shan Hong Hong. If I win, I'll die; if I lose, I'll still die. Those two sword swings just now made me feel like I'd lose my life in a few days.
However, if one can live, why would anyone choose to die?
Bai Yumo followed closely behind Chi Musheng, sniffing the scent emanating from him with her little nose, her eyes sparkling with tiny hearts.
As expected, fate was on her side. She thought she would never see Chou Shengsheng again, but fate actually sent him to save her.
As the old saying goes, a woman has no way to repay a life-saving grace, so she can only offer herself in marriage.
And so, after the two had a meal at a small shop, Chi Musheng and Bai Yumo continued their journey, traveling day and night to a small town near the border of the Western Regions.
However, the day after the two left, a Silver Moon Guard, disguised as an ordinary person, came to the town and found a strand of Chi Musheng's hair.
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