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Three days later, in Chongming City, within the sphere of influence of the Sword Inquiry Sect.
Many groups of five cultivators checked into the inn, and this somewhat luxurious inn in front of us was overflowing with people.
When asked for the ninety-ninth time if there were any evil spirits lurking nearby, the waiter smiled and accepted the tip, then uniformly stated that something strange had happened at the Qi residence in the north of the city.
At a table in the corner of the hall, Baili Xijiang silently took out his spirit stones, preparing to inquire as they did.
Qin Xi glared at him disdainfully and pushed the spirit stones he had taken out back.
"Are you stupid? There are so many people here. How many abnormalities could there be in such a small city as Chongming? Everyone is asking him. We arrived so late that we can't even squeeze in if we rush over."
"You're one to talk! Your tattered little blanket was so wobbly that I was worried I was going to fall off the whole way, and it flew so slowly. Otherwise, how could we have missed these evil spirits?"
Baili Xijiang was disgusted with the sight of a majestic black dragon sitting on a pink little blanket, swaying and flying in the sky. If his master hadn't stopped him, he would have jumped off and died.
Although dragons have thick skin and flesh, they won't die from falling.
Having grown accustomed to their bickering along the way, Song Tingwan and the other two ate their meal quietly, unmoved by the request to inquire about information.
Song Tingwan didn't care, Wan Qiji was just blindly following them, and Pei Xiang'an felt that there were too many disciples here, so it was fine to rest, but there was no need to kill the evil spirits.
After the three of them had eaten their fill and the two of them were tired from fighting, they unfolded a map and discussed for a while before deciding to head north.
The northern cities are desolate, with few cities and most in ruins. Accommodation and travel conditions are more difficult, so fewer disciples want to go north.
After the discussion, the five of them continued to ride on Qin Xi's pink flying carpet, swaying and making a very conspicuous walk northward.
After several days, they landed amidst the eager gazes of the city's inhabitants.
Some places, once you look at them, are sure to not disappoint.
For example, here, everyone was walking hurriedly, and the sounds of conversation and laughter seemed to have disappeared. Their fearful expressions turned into tears of joy upon seeing them.
"Finally, the immortals have arrived! Please, immortals, save Sui Village!"
The village chief seemed to have been waiting for them for a long time, and he knelt down excitedly as soon as he saw them.
Villagers who saw them from a short distance also rushed over and knelt down in unison.
Song Tingwan and the others tacitly took two steps back to avoid their grand gesture.
"What's wrong with you all? Is the village chief here? Or could you explain the situation to us in detail?"
Clearly, Pei Xiang'an was quite adept at handling this situation, and stepped forward to negotiate with the villagers.
The four newcomers followed obediently behind him, listening curiously as the village chief talked about Sui Village.
Sui Village was on the periphery of the Hehuan Sect's influence. Because the village had a small population, not a single cultivator had emerged from it for hundreds of years, and it gradually became a place that no one cared about.
If everything had been peaceful, there wouldn't have been any problem, but a couple of years ago, the river that runs around the village started having issues.
Drinking that water will cause all sorts of problems: turning a man into a woman, getting pregnant out of nowhere, growing ears on your head and suddenly meowing.
The village was thrown into chaos. They gathered together and thought for a long time, recalling everything they had tasted and eaten. Through a combination of guesswork and deduction, they discovered that the cause was drinking the river water.
Their village is small, and its inhabitants are all ordinary people without any spiritual energy. After the river water became undrinkable, they had no choice but to go to the nearest city to fetch water.
Cities protected by sects are shielded by formations, so even polluted river water flows through them without incident.
We can barely make ends meet like this.
But lately, the river water has become undrinkable, and we can't even touch it.
Clothes washed in the river can have unpredictable consequences if they get on people, causing panic among the villagers and many of them to flee.
The villagers who remained had lived there for generations. They didn't want to move, but they didn't even have time to go to the neighboring city to fetch water every day. Besides, how much water could an ordinary person carry in one trip?
There wasn't even enough to drink.
The village chief sighed and racked his brains for a solution every day, but unexpectedly, while taking a walk in the village today, he looked up and saw an immortal.
He almost thought he was seeing things, and after looking at it several times, he excitedly came to ask the immortal for help.
"...In your situation, why don't you seek help from the nearest Hehuan Sect?"
Qin Xi was puzzled after hearing this, since the neighboring city was clearly under the control of the Hehuan Sect.
The village chief sighed, "A cultivator from the neighboring city came to take a look, but he said he couldn't see the problem and that he would have to go back and report to his sect before sending someone to solve it. Although we were disappointed at the time, we still guarded the village entrance every day, hoping that the immortals from the Hehuan Sect would come again and help us prevent our river from being polluted."
"But we've waited and waited, and still haven't seen any immortals from the Hehuan Sect."
The village chief looked at them with some embarrassment, then knelt down and kowtowed heavily once more.
“What I said just now was not to complain about the Hehuan Sect. Our village is small and dilapidated. The immortals are too busy to attend to our Sui Village yet, but I still look forward to it every day. Those villagers who have been polluted are afraid to see people and are locked in their houses all day long. I think they are suffering terribly.”
"Please, kind immortals, have mercy and save them."
Two loud bangs rang out, and the village chief was left with a bloody head.
Qin Xi had never seen such a scene before. He bent down and helped the person up, saying, "Stop stomping and get up quickly."
She felt sorry for them and couldn't bear to see them suffer, but she didn't immediately agree to solve their problem.
Song Tingwan looked at her in surprise, gaining a deeper understanding of Qin Xi, who seemed quite boisterous.
Pei Xiang'an pondered for a moment, then glanced back at her teammates' expressions.
Baili Xijiang was a bit confused and angry; this is not a useful reference.
Wan Qiji listened with a frown, like a wooden stake, and ignored it.
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