The night was deep, and the snow was falling heavily, scattering across the mountains and rivers.
Outside the city gate, Qin Shou slowly emerged, his footsteps crunching on the snowflakes as he walked slowly into the distance until he was completely swallowed by the night.
"Hello, do you know where the Immortal Crossing Gate is?"
"have no idea. "
"OK, thanks. "
........
"Hello, do you know where the Immortal Crossing Gate is?"
"Go to hell."
Snap!
“............”
"Hello, one more question, do you know where the Immortal Crossing Gate is?"
"Brother, I don't know."
"Okay, then next time you ask someone for directions, could you be a little more polite?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Thank you for your cooperation, goodbye.
"Rest in peace, brother!"
........
"Hello, do you know where the Immortal Crossing Gate is?"
"What door?"
"The Gate to Immortality."
"What are you crossing?"
"Crossing the—Immortal—Gate!"
"What kind of immortal sect?"
"...Grandpa, it's cold and the roads are slippery, please be careful not to fall. Please walk slowly."
"Why! "
......
Qin Shou moved slowly, yet as if shrinking the distance to an inch, he covered thousands of miles in an instant, catching up with cultivators one by one to ask for directions.
However, these low-level cultivators seemed to have never heard of the existence of the Transcendent Immortal Sect.
Then let's capture...and find a high-level cultivator to ask.
Nestled in a mountain range.
Qin Shou saw two figures chasing each other.
A woman in green, carrying a long sword, was chasing and slashing at a handsome young man in white.
Both of them were quite powerful, both at the Nascent Soul stage.
Especially the woman in green, whose body was filled with powerful sword intent, she was clearly at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage, and she had also comprehended sword intent. Judging from the depth of her sword intent, she had already reached the middle stage.
As for the man in white, he was only at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage, but his speed was incredibly fast, even faster than that of the sword cultivator at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage.
"Lang Sansheng, you bastard, you're dead!"
The woman in green shouted, her three-foot-long sword radiating overwhelming killing intent, causing the thousand-mile-long mountain range to continuously collapse.
However, the man in white was like a slippery eel, moving with incredible agility, always managing to avoid the area covered by the woman in green's sword energy.
"Hey Ye Qingyi, you've been chasing me for three months straight, all the way from Beiju Luzhou to here. Is it really necessary?"
The white-clad man, named Lang Sansheng, sprinted away, shouting back every now and then, "Do you like me?! Haha! If you like me, just say so! Why are you doing this?!"
"Hmph, Lang Sansheng, how dare you tarnish my royal sister's reputation! Today, this princess will surely behead you and bring your head to apologize to my royal sister."
"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by ruining reputation? That's too serious. I was just passing by your house, standing on the roof tiles, when a gust of wind blew a few of your mother's undergarments onto my face, and then I fell into your sister's palace and happened to see her taking a bath. It's all just a small matter. Why are you chasing after me and attacking me like that? It's so hurtful, isn't it?"
"If all else fails, I can take responsibility! I can be your brother-in-law!"
"Bah, Lang Sansheng, you're dreaming! My elder sister is a member of the imperial family, and the number of suitors who pursue her stretches from the Southern Continent to the Northern Continent. How could a lecher like you be worthy of her?"
The woman in green angrily rebuked him, but Lang Sansheng became anxious.
"What nonsense! What kind of talk is that?!"
"Am I not handsome?"
"Tell me, have you ever seen anyone as handsome as me?"
"Does this face alone mean I'm not worthy of living off the royal family? Ah!"
Lang Sansheng got angry and replied cursingly, "Let me tell you, don't push me too far, or I'll call my brothers to kill you."
Do you know who my brother is?
"The number one prodigy of Yunzhou, reaching the Nascent Soul stage in a hundred years, that'll scare you to death, huh!"
"Hmph, I don't care who your brother is, Lang Sansheng, you better not run away!"
"I'm running, I'm running! Try and catch me if you dare, hehehe!"
The young man in white stuck out his tongue and ran faster and faster.
Meanwhile, the woman in green rode her sword through the sky like a divine rainbow piercing the heavens, relentlessly pursuing him.
"Lang Sansheng?"
"This name sounds familiar, doesn't it?"
Qin Shou frowned slightly, then used his teleportation ability to instantly catch up with the white-robed youth.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait, may I ask..."
"Ahhh~~"
Upon hearing a sound behind him, Lang Sansheng assumed it was the girl's clansmen chasing after him. He was so frightened that his fur stood on end, and he howled as he sped up. With a "whoosh," he streaked across the sky like a stunning streak of light and shot away.
The speed was several times faster than before.
"Damn it, how did that lecherous thief run away so fast!"
Ye Qingyi was filled with resentment. She lightly touched her brow with two fingers and used a royal secret technique to merge her body with the sword, desperately chasing after it.
Qin Shou stood there, slightly stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled.
The white-robed youth's speed surprised him; even a Nascent Soul cultivator could run so fast!
Judging from that, even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't catch up.
brush!
Qin Shou took a step forward, and the space around him shifted, instantly appearing behind the white-robed youth. He reached out a large hand and grabbed the back of the youth's collar.
"Young friend..."
"Holy crap!"
The young man in white was startled, then smoothly slipped off his clothes and continued running.
“.............”
Qin Shou was taken aback. "A cicada shedding its shell!"
"Interesting, very interesting. A mere Nascent Soul cultivator managed to slip away from me without my noticing."
Qin Shou laughed, then immediately stretched out a large hand to cover the void, grabbed the white-robed youth by the back of his neck, and pulled him back.
"Ahhh, senior, spare my life! I'll never dare to do it again!"
"Waaaah~, I was wrong, I was blinded by lust for a moment!"
"I promise I'll never do it again..."
Lang Sansheng wailed with his eyes closed.
He thought that the powerful royal family member had come to capture him.
"Your name is Lang Sansheng, known in the martial arts world as 'Little White Stripe in the Waves'?"
Qin Shou looked at him with a slight smile in his eyes.
"Ah? Senior, you know me?"
Lang Sansheng opened his eyes and stared in astonishment at the face that came into view.
Holy crap!!!
What an incredibly handsome face!
He's even more handsome than me and my brother Xiao!
"Are you Xuan'er's friend?"
"Xuan'er? Xiao Xuan!"
Lang Sansheng paused for a moment, then tentatively asked, "May I ask who you are, senior?"
"Xiao Xuan's enemy."
"Ah! I don't know him, I don't know him at all! What kind of Xiao Xuan is this? I've never even heard of him!"
Lang Sansheng repeatedly stopped and vehemently denied it.
"Really? But Xiao Xuan said you took him drinking, visiting prostitutes, gambling, and even snatched candied hawthorns from a child. He also said your penis is too small, as thin as a toothpick, and that all women in the world like him but not you."
"Nonsense, utter nonsense! Everyone who knows me knows I'm utterly useless, except for that one area where I'm exceptionally gifted."
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