Airships don't run every day.
Upon learning that the next airship wouldn't arrive for another two days, Sheng Ning and his companions had no choice but to find an inn to stay in temporarily.
It's the same inn as before, and the storyteller is still on stage telling his tale.
Perhaps it was because the appearance of Sheng Ning and his group of seven was too dazzling, the storyteller couldn't help but look at the seven people when he noticed the arrival of the new guests.
His originally calm expression changed drastically upon seeing Sheng Ning's familiar face.
With a heavy slam of the gavel on the table, the storyteller spoke urgently, "To find out what happens next, please listen to the next chapter!"
After speaking, without waiting for the audience to react, he lifted the corner of his shirt and rushed off the stage.
"Young friend, please wait!"
Sheng Ning was still thinking about putting down the stone in her hand, washing it clean, and then letting the piglet play with it.
Hearing voices behind her, she turned around because the voices sounded familiar.
Upon seeing the familiar face of the newcomer, Sheng Ning raised an eyebrow and smiled at him, saying, "Sir, it's been a long time."
It has been a long time indeed.
If you count the time, the last time the two met was more than half a year ago.
Unexpectedly, he would meet Sheng Ning again. The storyteller's face was filled with excitement. "It has been a long time since we last met."
"You...you really returned from the Northern Region?"
Over the years, the storyteller has seen many cultivators go to the Northern Region, but less than a third of them have returned.
Since Sheng Ning and his companions were able to return from the Northern Region unscathed, he noticed that Sheng Ning's spirit and appearance were much better than before.
He guessed that something big must have happened to her in the Northern Region.
"Yes, I didn't expect that you would still be telling stories here after so long. How are you feeling?"
Sheng Ning's composed and measured attitude was completely unlike that of a 16-year-old girl.
The storyteller nodded with a simple smile.
He glanced down at the stone in her hand, his smile fading. "Did the map I gave you help you?"
"Yes, thank you, sir."
Upon hearing that he had been of help to Sheng Ning, the storyteller's face lit up with satisfaction. "In that case, you may continue with your work."
"If you need anything at that time, you can come to me. Although I don't know much, I know the layout of the city of Saluo very well."
Sheng Ning only met the storyteller once.
If Sheng Ning hadn't spent a fortune to buy the map from the latter, he wouldn't have had the leisure to continue telling stories here.
He watched Sheng Ning and the others go upstairs until their figures completely disappeared around the corner of the stairs before turning back to pack his things and prepare to go home.
The tools used for storytelling are nothing more than a gavel and a folding fan.
When he picked up his folding fan and headed home, he saw that the usually quiet alley was now crowded with people.
He had seen this group of people before. The security situation in Saluo City was generally poor, and robberies were common.
These people, relying on the young city lord's backing, committed all sorts of evil deeds.
Many merchants who came to the city of Sal were robbed by them.
Now that they've gathered together again, nothing but bad things are going to happen.
"...I will contact the restaurant manager and have them put a sleeping potion in their rooms."
"Remember, once you find that dragon, leave. Although that girl is pretty, her senior brothers look like they're not to be trifled with."
"Especially that other man dressed like a peacock, whose cultivation is unfathomable, even I can't see through him. Don't make a fool of yourself and forget what I said!"
The leader was a tall and strong Nascent Soul Level 6 martial artist.
The storyteller had seen him before; he was a henchman of the young city lord, and because of his exceptional skills, he was very much favored by the young city lord.
Clutching his folding fan tightly, the storyteller lowered his head, not daring to look or listen for long, and quickened his pace to pass by them.
“This is no small matter. You all go and prepare first. I will go and report to the young city lord.”
"Remember this, no one is to tell anyone about what happened today. If anyone doesn't show up tonight, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The underlings below dispersed in response.
After most of the people in the alley had left, the area returned to its usual tranquility.
Just as the storyteller was about to quicken his pace and bury himself in his work, he was forced to stop after his head hit a fleshy wall.
"I...I...I didn't hear anything..."
The man looked down at the person in front of him, and seeing the other person kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy, he let out a soft snort.
You'd better not have heard anything.
After saying this, the man disappeared into the alley, leaving the storyteller kneeling on the ground and continuing to kowtow, completely unaware that there was no one in front of him anymore.
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After washing the freshly dug stones, Sheng Ning took out the pig-like insect from her arms. "You just said that there was Senior Qingyou's aura on this?"
As soon as the piglet was pulled out, its golden eyes lit up when it saw the ordinary, rough stone on the table.
He couldn't wait to break free from Sheng Ning's hands.
It coiled its entire dragon body around the rock.
Sensing its father's presence emanating from the stone, a satisfied smile appeared on its lips. "Father!"
'Every divine beast leaves behind a legacy before it dies. This is the legacy left by the previous Azure Dragon, which is why the Azure Dragon cub senses its father's aura on it.'
The little white dumpling, having finally had enough sleep, sat up after resting on Sheng Ning's shoulder.
It blinked, made a soft whimpering sound as if it had just woken up and was stretching, and then spoke to give an explanation.
Upon hearing this, Sheng Ning first glanced at the piglet, then turned his gaze to the stone.
He poked the stone beneath the pig-worm with his finger. "The Azure Dragon's legacy, a stone?"
The little white dumpling hummed in agreement. "Although I don't know why it's here, this inheritance is beneficial to the growth of the Azure Dragon cub."
'Once it inherits the Azure Dragon's legacy, it will become like its father.'
Become like Senior Qingyou...
Sheng Ning didn't say anything more, not even blinking.
This is something every mythical beast must go through.
Mythical beasts are extremely rare and it is difficult for them to inherit bloodlines, so after they die, they leave their inheritance mark on something.
Even without bloodline inheritance, if a destined person finds the inheritance mark in the future, they can still obtain the divine beast inheritance.
It's just that the effect is far less than that of bloodline inheritance.
The pig-like insect couldn't hear what the little white dumpling was saying.
It could only feel the warm stone beneath it, and as it lay on it, a continuous flow of energy would be poured into its body.
Night quietly descended.
Sheng Ning sat in the guest room for several hours.
During this time, she watched helplessly as the soft, adorable worms grew bigger and bigger.
It grew so large that it crushed the table, leaving her no choice but to stuff the worm back into her consciousness space.
'If you put it into your spiritual space, when it receives the complete inheritance, you probably won't be able to withstand it and will explode and die.'
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