Xiang Gaoyuan fell into deep thought. He did not know that his uneasiness did not come from Huangfu qingjue, but from the little girl whom he did not take seriously at all.
"By the way, won't it be easy for others to see through your identity? do you want me to help you hide it?" Walking on the bustling streets, Ling Chuxi suddenly thought of Huangfu qingjue's sworn enemies and asked worriedly.
No matter how strong his enemies were, Ling Chuxi dared to stand by his side and face them together with him. However, for the sake of his safety, Ling Chuxi still did not want to be too ostentatious.
"Don't worry. There are many different races in the Qing-Yun realm. They all look different. The spirit beasts look even more different. If I don't show my power, no one will be able to guess my real identity." Huangfu qingjue knew that Ling Chuxi was worried about him and said this in a carefree manner.
As expected, along the way, Ling Chuxi saw many people with strange appearances. Some of them were nearly ten feet tall, burly and strong, while others had delicate figures and a demonic aura. As for their hair color, other than the common long black hair, green, blue, and silver were not rare. There were even people with long fiery red hair that looked like burning flames from a distance.
Just by analyzing their appearances, Ling Chuxi could also vaguely guess the origins of these people. Those who were tall and strong like mountains were most likely descendants of the demon race. As for those who were light and untainted, they were most likely descendants of the spirit race and had blended into the crowd. Huangfu qingjue's head of silver hair was not eye-catching, so Ling Chuxi was also relieved.
In other cities, Ling Chuxi had rarely seen so many foreign experts. From this, one could see how prosperous Xiuzhou city was.
"We're here. " Xia Yimin stopped in his tracks and said to the two of them.
"This is the pillheart Pavilion?" In front of him was a magnificent, antique-looking three-story wooden building that occupied a large area.
Although the words "pill Heart Pavilion" were written on the plaque, Ling Chuxi still found it hard to believe that this was the headquarters of the pill Heart Pavilion. This place was simply too deserted.
The myriad pill feast was being held and the entire Xiuzhou city was filled with people. However, the Dan Xin Pavilion was completely deserted and deserted. Not to mention the other pill shops and pill houses, its popularity could not even be compared to those street vendors. A big yellow Dog that had gone missing was lying at the entrance, yawning listlessly. When it saw Ling Chuxi and the others, it only raised its eyes and immediately closed them again, lying on the ground like a corpse.
"When I left, it was going to be a little more lively. There were many aristocratic families and sect houses coming to ask for pills, but the supply was short of supply. Even the last stock was snatched up, so there were fewer people. I didn't expect it to be so deserted now." Xia Yimin explained, his face a little red.
"Let's go, we'll enter first. " Only then did Ling Chuxi understand why the pill Heart Pavilion had offered such generous conditions to hire a spiritual alchemist. It turned out that the pill Heart Pavilion's situation was actually so bad. Now, as long as someone was willing to help them refine pills and help the pillheart Pavilion out of its predicament, they would probably be willing to pay for it.
However, out of her good impression of Xia Yimin, Ling Chuxi did not point it out.
"Fourth Deacon, you're finally back. The pavilion Lord and the other deacons are waiting for you. This must be the descendant of the Yue clan that you've invited. He's really young. You should all go and meet the pavilion Lord." The moment an older shopkeeper saw Xia Yimin and the other two, he immediately welcomed them warmly, and his eyes were filled with joy as he looked at Huangfu qingjue.
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