Before the shop door was completely closed, Sheng Ning and the other two discovered it.
Sheng Ning raised her hand to stop Lu Qing'an, who was about to make a move, and transmitted her voice to him, "Second Senior Brother, what is the opponent's cultivation level?"
Lu Qing'an frowned, released his divine sense slightly, and replied, "One is at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage, and the other is at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage."
Sheng Ning raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
It seems she has corrupted the cultivation level of the Northern Region cultivators too much.
As the eldest son of the Qi family, Qi Wenyao had all the advantages, which is why he was able to reach the fifth level of the Integration Realm.
As for the other cultivators, Sheng Ning dared not make any rash judgments.
They had just walked around the street and found that most of the cultivators here were at the Nascent Soul stage.
As for cultivators with even higher cultivation levels, they didn't encounter any other than Qi Wenyao.
The shop they're in right now isn't big; there are only two people in total: the owner and the employee.
She had not yet reached the Golden Core stage, while Lu Jingshen was a cultivator at the eighth level of the Golden Core stage.
Among them, only Lu Qing'an, a cultivator at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage, could barely contend with them.
Of course, this is without any cheats or hacks.
The current Sheng Ning is practically overpowered.
With a slight upturn of her lips, she lowered her eyes to hide the smile in them, then looked back at the shop owner and the waiter, her eyes filled with fear.
"What...what are you going to do?"
Sheng Ning's pitiful appearance, like a little rabbit, caught the eye of the two shop owners.
Both of them were sword cultivators, two cultivators who could roam freely on the continent, yet they were wielding two mid-grade spiritual weapons.
It is evident that the Northern Regions are indeed lacking in equipment and repair tools.
Seeing Sheng Ning's fearful expression, the two chuckled.
"Young fellow Daoist, don't be afraid. As long as you obediently hand over everything you have, my brother and I will definitely not do anything to you."
As he spoke, a greedy look appeared on the shop owner's face.
He fixed his gaze on Lu Qing'an, his eyes filled with lewdness, "And this little beauty, obediently hand over your treasure to avoid physical harm~"
"If a beauty like you gets hurt, your brother will be heartbroken~"
Even though Lu Qing'an has an androgynous face, no one on the mainland would mistake his face for someone else's.
Or rather, no one dared to.
Because if anyone looks at him with lewd eyes and fantasizes about him, he will beat that person so badly that even their own mother wouldn't recognize them.
Now that he's in the Northern Region, and once again being treated like a pretty girl, Lu Qing'an endured it all and sent a telepathic message to his junior sister, "When are we going to make our move?"
He's definitely going to gouge out this blind man's eyes later!
This is not the first time Lu Qingan has been mistaken for the wrong gender.
Sheng Ning suppressed her laughter and told him to hold back a little longer before she suddenly stood in front of him, her petite figure blocking his way.
"Please, don't lay a hand on my young lady."
Lu Qing'an and Lu Jingshen: ???
What script did my junior sister get this time?
Miss?
What lady?
Under Lu Jingshen's astonished gaze, Lu Qingan pointed to himself.
The latter nodded, suppressing a laugh as she gently patted his shoulder.
Even though he knew his junior sister was dramatic, Lu Qingan was still somewhat helpless.
He frowned and lowered his head, refusing to look at the scene before him.
He was afraid that if he looked at them for too long, he would be unable to resist attacking the shop owner and his employees.
Upon hearing that Sheng Ning was a maid and Lu Qing'an was a young lady, the shopkeeper chuckled and drew his long sword.
"You won't lay a hand on your young lady? Fine, then hand over the treasures you have."
In broad daylight, under the clear sky.
Sheng Ning and his two companions were robbed while locked in a small shop.
Having been robbed for the first time, Sheng Ning frowned and looked at the person in front of her. "That's it?"
The shopkeeper exclaimed, "What? That's all? Quickly take out your storage pouches and rings, lest your young lady suffer physical pain..."
But Sheng Ning just pursed her lips and said, "I thought you were going to force me to buy this. You've wasted my script and my expressions."
Sheng Ning, who has never eaten pork but has seen pigs run, would occasionally watch TV dramas in her past life when she had some free time.
She could recite those lines like "This road is mine, this tree is mine, if you want to pass, leave your toll" by heart.
As a result, the two cultivators who wanted to rob him did nothing at all, didn't even change their lines, and were only focused on robbing him.
Should she praise their dedication?
Or should we praise their dedication?
Fortunately, she had already thought of the script for the next part.
While crying and begging the two men to spare her young mistress, she took out a Peashooter amidst their 'hehehe' laughter and shot them, making them scream in pain.
A soft sigh escaped her throat, and she took a step back. "Boring, Second Senior Brother, it's time to make a move."
Lu Qing'an had long been fed up with being called a little beauty.
Now that his junior sister said it was time to get started, he immediately clenched his fists, cracking his knuckles as he stepped forward.
When the shop owner saw that there was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator among the three, he raised an eyebrow and a smile appeared on his lips.
"First level of Nascent Soul? Little beauty, I am a sword cultivator at the sixth level of Nascent Soul."
"If you obediently submit to me, I will be very gentle with you later."
"Sixth level of Nascent Soul?" Lu Qing'an's eyes were filled with hostility.
He looked at the shop owner as if he were looking at a dead man. "So what if it's the sixth floor? My junior sister can still beat you until you're crying for your parents."
The waiter standing to the side looked in the direction he was pointing.
Upon seeing that Sheng Ning was only a Foundation Establishment Stage 9 cultivator, the two of them burst into laughter.
"Ninth level of Foundation Establishment? You beat us to a pulp?"
"I'm dying of laughter! I've never heard such a funny joke in my life, hahahahaha..."
Sheng Ning was already used to their ridicule.
After all, quite a few people had mocked her cultivation level before.
Although those people were all furious with her.
With a slight smile, she flicked her wrist, and the green Peashooter appeared in her arms.
"No matter how strong you are, how will you deal with me when I unleash my secret weapon?"
The smiles on the shop owner's and his assistant's faces immediately vanished when Sheng Ning mentioned the "secret weapon".
The two looked up at the same time, and when they saw how ugly the so-called secret weapon was, the smiles that had just faded on their faces burst out again.
Hahahahaha...
"We're so scared, please don't hit me, hahaha..."
The two men's behavior made Lu Qing'an and Lu Jingshen, who were standing to the side, both shake their heads.
Lu Jingshen raised his hand and patted his junior sister's shoulder, reminding her, "Go easy on her. We've only just arrived in the Northern Region, it's not good to cause trouble."
Sheng Ning nodded. "Don't worry, Third Senior Brother, I know what I'm doing."
Lu Qingan also came up to her and said, "Don't kill them. I want to see them crying for their parents later."
The conversation between the three siblings was absolutely hilarious.
By the time the shopkeeper realized that the Peashooter Sheng Ning was holding was a high-grade spiritual weapon, it was already too late.
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