Ling Jingyu happily opened his purse and looked at the shiny jade bowl in front of him, along with a small handful of fragrant fried fish eyes.
The joy on his face instantly transformed into a cold glint of light, shooting towards Nie You.
The Medicine God stared wide-eyed at the fish-eye-shaped object, sniffed it, and said, "It smells quite nice. What is the meaning of Lord Mo giving you this?"
Does this imply that his disciple is blind to talent?
Or are we mistaking a fish eye for a pearl?
"Ask Nie You, your disciple has gone to sleep." Ling Jingyu stood up and kicked Nie You without any politeness.
Nie You stared at the pile of fish eyes, "I guess... Miss Mo asked me to make her some more soup, with fish eyes?"
The Medicine God, who was eagerly awaiting an answer, also kicked Nie You.
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Moyang City and Yun City are essentially the same place, though they are quite far apart.
Mo Yunzhao rode his white horse and arrived in Yuncheng after a four-day journey.
She wore a veil, concealing her face beneath the white gauze.
Standing at the city gate, I looked up at the two characters "Yuncheng".
Yuncheng is located on the border of Xuan Tang Kingdom. The area is mostly sandy and the real estate is not very abundant.
Although Yuncheng belongs to the Xuan Tang Kingdom, it is a lawless city where money and fists are all that matter.
In her previous life, when Yun City was breached, she led many soldiers to retake it and fought her way into Feng Bang Kingdom, creating a breakthrough for unifying the world.
At the city gate stood two burly men, each as tall as a small mountain, leading their men to guard the city.
Mo Yunzhao snapped out of his thoughts, generously handed over a thousand taels of silver, and entered the city.
To enter Cloud City, you either need to pay silver or defeat the two guards.
The city was bustling with activity, vendors hawking their wares, and people from Fengbang with deep-set features coming and going.
Mo Yunzhao sat down at a street stall and ordered a bowl of mutton noodles. The noodles arrived quickly, and she ate them quietly.
The surrounding area was filled with the sounds of vendors hawking their wares, children clamoring for food, and women cursing.
The noise was chaotic, mixed with the low murmurs from the tea stall next door.
"Fengbang Kingdom seems to be in turmoil lately. I've heard rumors that it's about to go to war with Xuan Tang?"
"Who would dare to start a war now? It's the prince who's seizing the dragon, but if the First Prince ascends the throne, given his bloodthirsty and warlike nature, he'll start a war with Xuan Tang sooner or later."
"But I heard that the Seventh Prince was defeated, so it's about time, isn't it?"
Mo Yunzhao strained his ears, carefully listening to the conversation amidst the noise.
They seemed to realize she was listening, giving her a fierce glare, but upon seeing Da Bai, they put down the silver and left without saying another word.
Mo Yunzhao put down the silver, asked someone for directions to Wuxiang Temple, and then rode away on his big white horse.
In his previous life, after the First Prince of Fengbang ascended the throne, he launched a large-scale war. He first conquered small countries to accumulate some resources for war, and then took advantage of the internal turmoil in Xuantang to attack Xuantang.
At that time, Emperor Yanwu was seriously injured and fell into a coma. Ling Yongdai personally led the expedition, and she came with Fu Meng and Fu Chun.
At that time, she had no experience in fighting, so Ling Yongnian advocated peace and then helped her make peace with the Fengbang Kingdom on her behalf.
Fu Meng died far from home.
Beneath the cap, Mo Yunzhao lowered his eyes and slightly curved his lips.
Wuxiang Temple stands atop the highest peak in Yuncheng, overlooking the entire city.
Mo Yunzhao was stunned when she saw the simple and unadorned temple in front of her, which was smaller than her Zhaotian Garden.
A section of the east wall had collapsed, while the west wall was covered with grapevines, now laden with bunches of plump grapes.
Inside the hall, the Buddha statue was already mottled.
To her, the entire temple looked dilapidated.
The young novice monk who was cleaning acted as if he hadn't seen her at all.
The older sister said a famous monk was here, but she was a little skeptical.
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