newbobooks Chapter 310 Stone
Chapter 310 Stone
The boy in black standing next to him had a blade of grass in his mouth and was looking at a purple stone in front of a stall.
"what."
Xiao Le lazily turned his head to look, and it was unclear what he saw.
clack.
The grass in his mouth fell out.
The purple stone in her hand also fell to the ground.
The straw swayed in the air like a small boat sailing on a calm sea, and the stone fell to the ground with a thud, like a drumstick striking the still heart.
dong dong dong.
The sea surged with towering waves, and the sound of drums was deafening.
The stall owner could be heard exclaiming in surprise and expressing his heartache.
The stall owner was a disciple of a small sect who had come to participate in the martial arts tournament. Since he had nothing to do at the moment, he was selling some of his sect's specialties.
To earn enough for the trip back.
The stone got covered in dirt as soon as it was dropped.
He was heartbroken!
The stall owner said with a pained expression and a hint of reproach, "You can't just throw it away if you don't want it, or the price will be much lower..."
Xiao Le took out a bag of spirit stones and handed it to the stall owner, saying, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't hold it properly."
Although he was speaking, Xiao Le did not look at the stall owner, but kept looking in that direction.
Yun Ci was curiously observing the lively scene around her when she suddenly felt a gaze upon her.
Her fair face looked around with a puzzled expression.
Two red ribbons fluttered in the wind.
Yun Ci followed the straps and met a pair of eyes.
The gaze was too direct, too striking, too dark, yet it was not aggressive and did not evoke any aversion.
Yun Ci hesitated for a moment.
He seemed to have seen that person dressed like that in Starsea City before...
The stall owner looked at the spirit stone in his hand and immediately fell silent.
Hehe, I've got the money for the trip back.
As expected of a major sect, they gave him a year's worth of monthly allowance.
The purple-clad boy's voice was quite loud.
Moreover, cultivators possess strong senses and exceptional hearing, so those from the Xuanyuan Sect with higher cultivation levels naturally heard it.
The Xuanyuan Sect and the Xiaoyao Sect already disliked each other.
This displeasure stems from the very beginning when both sides established their sects.
One sect values etiquette and disapproves of rogues and recklessness, while the other is free-spirited and disapproves of arrogance and haughtiness.
The two sides are naturally irreconcilable, and now that they meet, the tension is even higher than before.
Both sides wore expressions of obvious dissatisfaction, disdain, and a readiness to fight.
Seeing that a fight was about to break out between the two sides, cultivators from other sects around the area unconsciously avoided this area.
Disciples from some major sects observed silently from the sidelines.
At this moment, Chu Ziming's voice drew Yun Ci's attention back.
Chu Ziming looked at the purple-clad youth who had just spoken, "Mu Yu, you defeated opponent, how dare you participate in the martial arts tournament? Have you forgotten how I beat you up last time?"
Upon seeing Chu Ziming, Mu Yu spoke with the same arrogant and irritating tone.
"I should be asking you that question. If I hadn't stopped last time, you wouldn't be able to show up at this martial arts tournament."
Chu Ziming: "Pah! I was the one who stopped in time. If you're not convinced, let's fight and see who's stronger."
Mu Yu took out his weapon. "Come on."
Chu Ziming: "Come on."
The two boys were on the verge of fighting, swords drawn.
An elder who was in charge of maintaining order at Jiuxiao Mountain appeared in time.
The elder possessed an air of otherworldly wisdom and was unlike any ordinary person; spiritual energy surged around him.
"Private fights are not allowed outside the fighting arena; all matters must be resolved on the fighting arena."
People from the Xuanyuan Sect and the Xiaoyao Sect naturally knew the rules.
A defiant glance at the other party eased the tense atmosphere slightly.
At the same time, Chu Ziming and Mu Yu were both hit with a stick by the old man.
It wasn't very strong, but the pain was real.
Everyone immediately took a step back, afraid that they would also be hit.
Ouch...it looks painful.
"Junior brother, let's go."
Gu Yan stood in front, calling out to Yun Ci, who was still in a daze.
Seeing that Chu Ziming and that person couldn't fight, Yun Ci breathed a sigh of relief and put the bottles of pills back into her storage ring.
Hearing Gu Yan call him, Yun Ci looked ahead and saw several senior brothers standing there, turning back to look at him.
The master walked forward very slowly.
"Coming."
"Let's go." Yun Ci pulled Chu Ziming, who was covering his head, and ran over.
A bright, sunny smile graced her face.
The cultivators around, dressed in the robes of disciples from different sects, couldn't help but glance at Yun Ci as he ran, then glanced again, then glanced a third time...
Countless eyes.
Everyone knows about the disciples of Immortal Venerable Jiqing, as well as the disciples of several Immortal Venerables and Fairies from the Xiaoyao Sect and Tianyan Sect.
These people are terrifying in terms of strength, talent, and appearance.
Their appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Seeing them running towards Si Qingxuan and the others, they looked at the young boy who was not very old and whose face was unfamiliar.
That bright sunshine, the radiant smiles on their faces, and the cheerful atmosphere that surrounded them.
It makes those around feel as if they are not in the bustling Jiuxiao Mountain, nor are they about to have a martial arts competition, but in a world full of birdsong, fragrant flowers, and fluttering butterflies.
People unconsciously felt a sense of goodwill towards them.
"That must be Yun Ci, right?"
A young man dressed in the robes of a disciple of the Wentian Sect said, looking at the backs of Yun Ci and the others.
"Yun Ci?"
"Don't you know? Elder Huaiyuan of Xuanyuan Sect announced to the world that he has taken in a grandson named Yun Ci. Immortal Venerable Jiqing also announced to the world that his junior disciple is also named Yun Ci."
"He is Yun Ci?!"
"This...is so beautiful..."
As they talked, they frequently looked around curiously.
Some people dressed in the robes of disciples from different sects, who were out shopping with their fellow disciples, stood by different buildings and glanced in Yun Ci's direction before looking away.
Yun Ci ran up and walked alongside several of her senior brothers.
Gu Yan was still speaking when Yun Ci thought for a moment and looked back.
The person was no longer there.
"Yun Ci, what are you looking at?"
"It's okay, let's go."
"Uh-huh."
Do you know that person?
"I wouldn't say I know him, I just can't stand him..."
......
Zhang Liang carefully wiped the stone clean and put it back in its original place.
Turning her head, she saw the people at the stall next to her secretly gluing two stones together using some unknown method before handing them to the female cultivator who had come to buy something.
The stone broke as soon as it reached the female cultivator's hands.
The female cultivator thought she had broken it, and immediately took out her spirit stone bag, feeling embarrassed, to buy it.
Just as the stall owner was smiling and about to accept the spirit stones, a voice rang out from the side.
"Don't give him the spirit stone. It was originally broken. I just saw him stick it together down there by some unknown method."
The female cultivator paused, immediately put away the spirit stones, and glared angrily at the stall owner.
The stall owner, exposed, looked flustered.
There were many people around. The stall owner glared at Zhang Liang resentfully, then lowered his head and ran away.
The female cultivator took the bag of spirit stones and thanked them gratefully.
Zhang Liang waved his hand and said it was nothing, scratching his head.
He seems to be meddling in other people's business again; hopefully, he won't be resented.
The female cultivator then saw clearly that although the person in front of her was dressed in tattered clothes, he had a handsome face and seemed to be an upright and honest person.
Furthermore, his willingness to step forward impressed the female cultivator, who wanted to say something more.
Zhang Liang said, "That person ran away, but you can buy mine. I have a lot of gems here too."
Hehe, I have travel expenses again.
He could eat and drink his way through the trip, stay at inns with his master, and no longer have to sleep on the roadside and be mistaken for a beggar to be sent back.
The female cultivator, “…”