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Yang Yu burst out laughing.
"Forget it. Since I have to stay here for more than two months, I might as well investigate this place carefully. Maybe in the future I will have the opportunity to go to the Immortal's Residence from this place."
He had carefully searched everything in the Qingtian City, including the City Lord's Mansion and the home of the master of the Chen family. He also found the thing that the waiter called a fairy.
It's just a statue, hidden in the deepest part of the basement.
There was a trace of unimaginable spiritual power on it, turning it into a spiritual weapon out of thin air.
The owner of spiritual power is indeed terrifying. A trace of spiritual power can turn an ordinary object into a spiritual weapon. But that's all. The spiritual weapon itself is not something special.
If you want to know who the owner of this spiritual power is, you have to ask Master Chen.
Yang Yu returned to the inn and took a look at the situation in the courtyards of the two masters of the He family. Chen Li and the people from the City Lord's Mansion had already returned and seemed to be dealing with the people from the He family.
After returning to the inn, Yang Yu called the waiter and asked him to inform Old Master Chen that there was no need to look for the token anymore.
After receiving the message from the waiter, Old Master Chen hurriedly picked up the six boxes and rushed to the inn.
Hearing from the waiter that Yang Yu was still upstairs, Old Master Chen was anxious but did not dare to go up. He could only wait in the hall, setting up a large table of dishes, waiting for Yang Yu to come downstairs.
An incense stick of time later, Zhuo Zhuo came to the inn and found Old Master Chen. He said that he had completely cleared out the people from the He family, and had begun to compensate for the houses damaged and civilians killed in the battle. He could start gathering all the people in the city at any time.
Old Mrs. Chen was also anxious and irritable. She cursed the table and told him to just calmly take care of the compensation and handling of the He family's affairs.
The table was scolded for no reason, touched his head, and walked out of the inn.
It was not until the afternoon, when it was almost sunset, that Yang Yu finally walked down the stairs slowly.
"Oh, Old Master Chen is still eating here. Why doesn't he go home to eat? Is it possible that the food at home is not tasty and he needs to eat fresh food and wine at the inn twice?"
There was a faint smile on Yang Yu's lips.
"Master Yang, Master Yang, oh no, immortal, please don't wash Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen is just an ordinary person. How can he compare to a high and mighty immortal like Da Ye?"
Old Master Chen had a mournful expression on his face and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed in panic.
He saw the battle around the He family clearly and supervised the battle personally just to see the moment when all the He family members were wiped out.
As a result, he saw clearly that Yang Yu flew up out of thin air and stood in the center of the battle among eight foundation-building cultivators. He was still calm and composed, and casually killed a cultivator in the early stage of foundation-building.
How could an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of foundation building do this? This is a hundred times more powerful than a table.
Moreover, over the years, he had only seen the immortal monk from the palace fly.
"I am not an immortal. Master Chen is still praising me too much..."
Before Yang Yu could finish his words, Old Master Chen, who was lying on the ground, kowtowed continuously, and his forehead was bleeding.
"My Immortal, please don't say that. If you say that again, I'm afraid I will have to commit suicide to apologize."
Old Master Chen was even more depressed. He didn't know how he had offended Yang Yu and why he suddenly asked him not to look for the token.
What the immortal said now was a mockery of himself for not knowing that he had done something wrong.
Old Master Chen lay on the ground, thinking for the whole afternoon, but he racked his brains and still couldn't figure out what he had done wrong to displease Yang Yu.
Yang Yu's eyebrows twitched slightly. It seemed that Old Master Chen was a little too excited. He might have misunderstood.
He asked the waiter to tell Old Master Chen that there was no need to look for the token anymore, just to let Old Master Chen come to him on his own, and the token would be exchanged for the secret about the statue.
"Okay, look up. I have questions to ask. Answer them properly or I'll kill you."
Yang Yu knocked on the table, and Old Master Chen was so scared that he stood up immediately, as straight as a pine tree.
"Tell me what's going on with that statue in your basement? Explain it clearly."
"statue?"
Old Master Chen was just about to open his mouth when his body froze again, with a rather conflicted expression on his face.
Yang Yu laughed and tapped the table lightly with his knuckles.
Old Master Chen immediately knelt down respectfully again, "My Immortal, my Immortal, let me tell you, this thing was passed down from our ancestors, and it hides a huge secret. The secret is hidden inside the statue, but I never dared to look at it, so I really don't know what the secret is."
153 The Springs Keep Flowing
The inn fell into silence.
Yang Yu had a slight smile on his face, and his knuckles tapped on the table again and again, making Old Master Chen feel as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"You think I don't know you're lying?"
"No, no, the immortal is here. No matter how many lies I tell, I can't lie in front of the immortal. That thing is really passed down from my ancestors. It is said to have a big secret, but I have never found it. I only know that it seems to be a bit evil. It glows every night. The teachings left by our ancestors are not to touch that thing too much, so I have never thought about it in detail."
Sweat was pouring down Old Master Chen's face like rain, his voice was trembling, his face turned pale, and he seemed like he was about to fall down.
"In that case, go back."
"Then Immortal, regarding the token..."
"No need for that. Just take good care of the city of Qingtian."
Old Master Chen felt relieved and hurried out of the inn.
Yang Yu looked at Old Master Chen's back, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
He had carefully examined the statue with his spiritual sense and found that it did not contain any secrets. The existence of spiritual power simply turned the statue into a spiritual weapon.
For the statue, the real secret lies in the story behind it, why it is locked in the deepest part of the basement, why it can become the only spiritual weapon in this city, and who is the owner of that trace of spiritual power.
During this period of time, he learned a lot about the immortals in this world.
The immortals in this world are not known only to a few people like in the ancient world. Instead, everyone knows about the existence of immortals and integrates them into their lives, as natural as eating and drinking.
But no one had ever seen an immortal, and even monks were just legendary beings to them, repeating the same things day after day.
This is for mortals living in the Qingtian city. If they live in a village outside the city, hundreds of miles away from the city, they will almost stay in the village for their entire lives, working from sunrise to sunset every day, living a life isolated from the world.
But even so, the villagers knew about the immortal.
This is like the feudal superstitious Jade Emperor. People have never seen him, but they believe in him immensely, even to a higher degree of piety than the emperor who has never issued any imperial orders.
But here comes the problem.
Is the immortal that the people of this world believe in the same immortal who died in a magnificent battle countless years ago?
Or maybe he is just a monk with higher cultivation...
"Master, what are you thinking about so seriously? Are you thinking about me?"
Wu Bai suddenly appeared behind Yang Yu, and put a pair of bare hands around Yang Yu's neck, hugging him gently.
"Wubai, what do you think of the immortals in this world?"
"I have never seen an immortal, nor have I ever understood such a thing. Not to mention the immortals in this world, I don't even know the immortals in the ancient world... hehe."
Wubai hugged Yang Yu's neck tightly and gently pressed her delicate body completely on Yang Yu. Her two big white breasts were pressed into milk pancakes and her calves were raised high. She was very happy.
Perhaps it was because of the animals' natural instinct of vigilance that Wu Bai was still a little wary of Yang Yu and never revealed his true self.
Now, after more than ten days of being alone and being well fed every day, Wubai was satisfied both physically and mentally. His body's instincts were completely submissive, and the slightest bit of wariness towards Yang Yu completely disappeared, allowing the big white fox to completely open up the last layer of his heart and completely regard Yang Yu as his only master.
The sad, depressed and somewhat naive mature woman happily acted coquettishly.
"That's right. Immortals actually have no meaning to these people. They have never seen one, and immortals have no influence on their world..."
Yang Yu was talking to himself, but suddenly he froze and then frowned deeply.
Immortals may not have any influence on their world, so who made the rule that they cannot appear at night?
The villagers talked about those ghosts that could tear people apart at night. Everyone, including the monks in the city, knew that they could not leave the house at night. No one had ever questioned this or doubted its authenticity, because everyone who dared to leave the house at night died.
Or, are the ghosts that haunt the night and the rule that you cannot leave the house what the immortal finally left behind?
It cannot be said that there is no such possibility.
Perhaps only when you leave the house at night can you see the true face of these ghosts and the true truth of this rule.
Yang Yu shook his head and smiled. He didn't dare to leave the house at night. This was a rule that Fairy Haoyue had emphasized to him many times, telling him that he must never leave the house at night.
When we leave this time, I will ask Fairy Haoyue. Since she knows this rule, it means she should also know something about this place.
"Master, weren't you just asking the old man something? I heard it all. Why don't you continue asking him? Maybe he is hiding something."
Wubai curiously stuck close to Yang Yu's face and licked it with his little tongue.
"There's no need for that. If he was scared to death in the situation just now, he would have concealed something. Even if I put a knife to his neck, he might not say anything."
Yang Yu stroked the smooth, misty white skin, which felt very comfortable. The soft skin changed into various shapes in his hands.
"His words imply that there are secrets inside the statue, which he doesn't know. Maybe there is a mechanism there that I can't discover at my current level. If I go there, it will trigger the mechanism. Besides, we will stay here for more than two months. Whatever secrets there are, I will know them when my level is higher."
"That's it~"
Wubai smiled coquettishly, and like a flowing water snake, she crawled from behind Yang Yu into his arms, and her big white tail fluttered and wrapped around Yang Yu's waist.
"Today's work is almost over, Master. Look, it's almost night. It's time to go to bed. The bed has been warmed up."
Yang Yu felt the tail around his waist tightening and couldn't help laughing a few times. He slapped Wubai on her perky butt and took the big white fox to bed.
Wu Bai sensibly raised her buttocks, but Yang Yu grabbed her slender and round thighs and lifted them up hard, so that her beautiful legs were spread out flat.
"Uuuuu~"
The big white fox whined twice.
The moisturizing water has been gushing out for a long time.
It's like being wrapped in warm water.
154 Palpitations
The next day.
Yang Yu got a map from the innkeeper. The map was left by the immortal cultivator whom the innkeeper had met before.
After the innkeeper got the map, he thought about using it to go to a farther place. However, due to his physical strength, he was unable to leave the house at night, so he could only bury this idea deep in his heart.
But yesterday, when I saw Yang Yu descending like a fairy and flying above the city, I was shocked and felt that this was what a fairy was like. The idea of leaving this place in my heart couldn't help but pinned its hopes on Yang Yu, so I simply chose to give the map to Yang Yu.
Yang Yu was also surprised to find that each place was marked in detail on this map. The Qingtian City was just a small corner of the world, or even the edge of the world. There was a majestic river blocking this small corner, and the area outside the river was full of human cities.
However, the whole world still looks small, perhaps only a few thousand miles in radius.