"She's dead."
Xie Wanyu emphasized it again.
Shen Xinglan looked at her in confusion, and after a while, he suddenly realized: "Senior Sister, do you mean that you think I found someone who looks very similar to her?"
Xie Wanyu looked at him silently.
Shen Xinglan then revealed a look of shock: "How is it possible, Senior Sister, in your eyes, I am this kind of person?"
Xie Wanyu continued to look at him silently.
Shen Xinglan: "...No, really, Senior Sister, please don't look at me like that. I really can't do that kind of thing."
He sighed: "Forget about looking like her. Even if I look exactly like her, I won't. After all, I love her, not her appearance."
Xie Wanyu could see that Shen Xinglan was not lying.
So… Xie Wanyu’s usually cold voice was tinged with surprise: “Then why…?”
Shen Xinglan hummed, then said sincerely, "Senior Sister, how about we have another fight?"
Xie Wanyu: "...I don't want to die yet."
Shen Xinglan curled his lips: "Okay."
Shen Xinglan took the initiative to change the subject, and there was no need for Xie Wanyu to ask further. She stood there for a while and then left silently.
After she left, a disciple of the Yanshen Sect quietly walked up behind Shen Xinglan. Without even turning around, Shen Xinglan asked, "Have you made the arrangements?"
The Yanshen Sect disciple whispered, "Senior Sister Luo is ready, but there are two emergencies."
"What emergency?" Shen Xinglan said lightly.
"One is that more and more ordinary people are gathering outside the city, and the other is that a leader seems to have appeared. They seem to call this leader the Saint?" The disciple of Yanshen Sect whispered.
Saint?
Shen Xinglan narrowed his eyes slightly. He hadn't heard this name for a long time. The last time he heard it was at the Immortal Discussion Conference. He had never expected that Nan Zhi was the Saint of the Demon Clan.
But when he reached the Demon Realm Palace, the Demon Realm Lord told him that Nan Zhi was very strange, but when he asked what was strange about her, the old man refused to say.
"Let's finish what we need to do first." Shen Xinglan thought for a moment and gave the order.
"Yes, Sect Master."
When Shen Xinglan was the only one left on the altar, his gaze was looking in the direction he came from without being noticed.
"You...will come?"
At this time, in the town closest to Moyue City, a woman in black was struggling with a hunter.
"Brother, please give me a chance," Shen Sui said sincerely, "I really have never been into the mountains, please."
"Sister, it's not that I don't want to help, it's just that I'm in a difficult situation," the hunter sighed. "Isn't the route you drew the very same trade route between Fuyang Town and Moyue City that was abandoned decades ago? It's completely deserted now, and no one can even travel there."
Chen Sui rolled his eyes, opened his hand, and gestured to the hunter, "Fifty low-grade spirit stones."
The hunter immediately smiled happily: "Hey, sister, if you ask me, this job really needs to be done by me. In Fuyang Town, there's really no one else who can take you along that abandoned trade route except me. But I know it well. I remember my grandfather was one of the best hunters in Fuyang Town..."
Shen Sui interrupted him: "Can we set off now?"
The hunter nodded repeatedly: "Of course."
Shen Sui thought about it, then said with a half-smile: “Wait, I suddenly changed my mind.”
The hunter was a little anxious, thinking that Shen Sui had changed his mind about giving him fifty spirit stones. Before he could say anything, Shen Sui interrupted him and said, "You should know a lot of people, right? Can you form a larger caravan?"
The hunter was stunned for a moment, then Chen Sui stared into his eyes and said word by word, "It depends on how many people you find. The more people you find, the more low-grade spirit stones each of you will have. In addition, if you lead the way, I will give you the 50 low-grade spirit stones I promised you before. How about that?"
The hunter's lips trembled, obviously in shock, but he quickly recovered and asked Shen Sui tremblingly: "When do we set off?"
Chen Sui narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the sun rising to the sky, and replied, "It's just getting dark. I'll wait for you at the entrance of the abandoned trade road. Here are the fifty low-grade spirit stones I promised you. It can also be regarded as a deposit."
The hunter took the bag of spirit stones, let out a roar, and rushed directly into the market in Fuyang Town.
Shen Sui silently watched him disappear in a flash, and couldn't help but sigh: "Are you so excited?"
Then Shen Sui stood there and thought for a while, then walked towards the bun shop not far away.
"Two meat dishes, three vegetable dishes, and a bowl of porridge." Chen Sui sat down at the low table and started ordering skillfully.
When the bun shop owner brought the buns, the steaming hot buns made people feel very happy. Shen Sui picked up a meat bun, tore open the soft and fragrant white dough, and the delicious gravy flowed down. Shen Sui took a bite, and the white dough and meat burst directly in her mouth.
Shen Sui was very surprised: "This is so delicious."
After eating and drinking his fill, Chen Sui walked slowly towards the forest. At this time, a sneaky figure followed behind Chen Sui.
"Someone is following you," Cangwu said, "Aren't you going to get rid of him?"
Shen Sui seemed very pleased: "Is he an immortal cultivator or a demon?"
"An ordinary person without spiritual power." Qingshuang's voice rang out.
Shen Sui walked forward unconcernedly: "Then there's no reason to attack him. If he insists on coming, the more people in the caravan, the better."
"Why do you go to so much trouble to organize a caravan?" Taowu was very puzzled.
Chen Sui hummed, "Don't you find this strange? It's the closest town to Moyue City, but we don't even know what happened there."
"...Only ordinary people don't understand?"
Chen Sui pushed aside the bushes. "Yes, if you want to solve a problem, you have to understand its essence. For example, why can fortune tellers manipulate the self-awareness of ordinary people?"
Cangwu thought for a moment: "Do you have the ability?"
Taowu: "Cangwu... Even though I'm a sword spirit, I have to admit that your answer is quite casual."
Qing Shuang was very helpless: "If they really had the strength, why would they go to such great lengths to transfer these ordinary people to Moyue City? They might as well just hold the cultivators in Moyue City hostage."
Chen Sui happened to step on a dry branch, making a slight noise that masked her low laugh. "So, this is one of their goals. The reason ordinary people can be manipulated by them is because they deeply understand their desires and then give them hints that if they complete a task, they will achieve their own desires, even if the process is painful."
"...How ridiculous." Cangwu said with a sigh.
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