In any case, Wuyou didn't intend to benefit from the Kong family's influence, lest she be morally blackmailed later; the more distant the relationship, the better. She simply took advantage of the opportunity to pay respects to her parents to leave, roam the world, and find a chance to enter the immortal realm on her own.
Just then, a light rain began to fall, the drizzle hitting him. Wuyou quickly found a thatched hut to take shelter from the rain and sat down to rest.
"San San, can I use Ye Fan's 'Emperor's Manual'?" When it came to things related to cultivation, she could only think of Ye Fan. After all, he was a Celestial Venerable from a high-level plane where cultivation was prevalent, and he possessed many valuable items.
Zhang Wuyou originally practiced the Lingyun Technique, which was a high-grade technique of the Lingyun Sect. Not only did she not want any connection with the Lingyun Sect to avoid future troubles, but Wuyou also had no interest in the quality of the Lingyun Technique itself.
"Yes, but the 'Emperor's Manual' is extremely yang and not suitable for the host's constitution." The system replied quickly and in a very reasonable tone.
"Then forget it." Wuyou shook her head. She wanted to use the best, but if it came at the cost of her own health, then forget it!
"The host can use points to exchange for cultivation techniques, or clues to those techniques," the system said. Of course, nothing in the system shop is cheap.
"Let's wait and see!" Wuyou shook her head silently. It was still a long time before she entered the world of cultivation, so there was no need to rush. She would wait until she had sorted out the original owner's memories before making a decision.
Jiangling City is located in the Jiangnan region, where gentle waters abound and the air is filled with mist, giving it a unique charm. The city is crisscrossed by waterways, all of which converge into the Jiangling River outside the city, hence the name Jiangling City.
A small, covered boat shuttles through the city. The boatman, holding the oars, maneuvers the sizable boat as if it were part of his own body, moving with agility and flexibility.
The small boat rocked gently until it finally reached its destination. The boatman adjusted his straw hat and said to the drowsy man in blue robes in the cabin, "Young master, we've arrived."
The man, who was wearing a cloak and had his face covered by a straw hat, revealing only his rounded chin, moved slightly. His cloak and straw hat then slipped off, revealing a tired and handsome face.
Stretching lazily, Wuyou picked up her bundle, thanked the boatman, and disembarked.
The small brown wooden door blocked the view from the outside, and only the whispers inside could be faintly heard. Wuyou knocked on the wooden door and waited for a response.
With a creak, the door opened.
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