"Fellow Daoists, it's extremely dangerous inside the Sword Tomb. Why not form a team with us?"
A ragged rogue cultivator walked in, holding an extremely long sword in his hand. He bared his big yellow teeth and kept eyeing Shen Qing.
Shen Qing frowned in disgust and hid behind Li Xian.
Seeing this, the rogue cultivator thought that Shen Qing and Li Xian were just young cultivators without any backers, so he became even bolder.
He reached out his hand and even tried to tug at Shen Qing. "My fair lady, there's no need to be shy. There are five Core Formation cultivators in my team. If you join us, you won't have to worry about your journey in the Sword Tomb. I can guarantee that you'll surely obtain a mid - grade precious sword at least..."
Just as his hand was about to touch Shen Qing, everyone heard two crisp "crack" sounds.
The rogue cultivator's arms were broken at two strange angles in different directions.
Shen Qing and Li Xian simultaneously released the aura of the late stage of Core Formation and the middle stage of Nascent Soul respectively.
The rogue cultivator let out a shrill scream and staggered back in fear.
"You... You..."
"Please spare my life, Fairy and Immortal Lord! Spare my life!"
He shouted in panic and then ran away.
The place they were in was remote, but it still attracted the attention of some people. Those people looked at Shen Qing and Li Xian with ill intent and sized them up constantly.
Shen Qing and Li Xian glanced at each other. Seeing each other's outstanding looks, they both sighed.
Sometimes, being too good - looking was really not a good thing...
So when they reappeared, their looks had become ordinary, but their clothes were a bit more luxurious. Although they looked like ordinary rogue cultivators, they seemed to have some wealth, and they wouldn't be targeted by just anyone.
There were four cities surrounding the Sword Tomb, and one of the main cities was called the Capital City.
This city had a long history. It was rumored that the first great cultivator who ascended in the cultivation world was once the city lord of this city, so it was renamed the Capital City. There was also a stone statue of that great cultivator in the center of the town.
Shen Qing and Li Xian chose an inn to stay in. The cultivators coming and going in this inn were all waiting for the opening of the Sword Tomb.
They had already spent more than ten days on the road, and the entrance of the Sword Tomb would open in about five days.
Shen Qing's goal this time was to choose a top - grade magical sword for herself to form a contract with and make it her natal magical sword.
When she first started cultivating, True Lord Heng Ling had eyes only for Lin Yibai. The so - called natal magical sword in her hand was just an ordinary mid - grade black iron sword.
Although it was said to be her natal magical sword, no contract had been formed.
When others saw the sword in Shen Qing's hand, they wouldn't say that True Lord Heng Ling was partial. Instead, they would say that Shen Qing was incompetent and only worthy of using a mid - grade black iron sword.
Moreover, Shen Qing didn't have a good reputation at that time. In everyone's eyes, she was idle and stupid, and no one would stand up for her because of this.
Since there was still some time before the opening of the Sword Tomb, Shen Qing and Li Xian strolled around the city in the following days.
Whenever Shen Qing took a second look at something, Li Xian would buy it. As a result, Shen Qing didn't dare to look around randomly anymore.
"You don't need to spend money like this. I just took a look. I didn't mean to buy it." Shen Qing explained helplessly.
Li Xian tilted his head with a bunch of small trinkets in his arms and said, "You're just poor and afraid to buy. It's okay. I'll pay for you."
Shen Qing's mouth twitched, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
She had seen people who were straightforward, but she had never seen someone who spoke without thinking.
It was true that she was poor, but Li Xian's blunt words just hurt her twice.
"Why won't you let me in? This is my spiritual beast, not an ordinary wild animal. How could it defecate anywhere?!"
A cute - looking maiden was hugging a cute little wolf cub in her arms and arguing with the guard at the entrance of the High - grade Pavilion.
The maiden was not very tall. She was wearing the disciple's uniform of the Beast Taming Sect. Her eyes were wide open, and her face was flushed with anger.
The guard was very helpless. He pointed to the sign at the door and said, "This is our shopkeeper's rule. If you want to go in, I can take care of your spiritual beast. I'll surely not let it get hurt."
The maiden wouldn't give in. "Don't bully me just because I'm from the countryside and don't understand things. My senior sister told me that a swindler tricked her spiritual snake away like this. I won't be deceived!"
The guard explained awkwardly, "Guest, our High - grade Pavilion has branches in all the main cities. How could we deceive you for a little wolf cub?"
Hearing this, the maiden got even angrier. "What do you mean by that? Do you look down on my little wolf cub?!"
Their quarrel attracted the attention of the passing cultivators. The guard at the door felt embarrassed under the gazes of the on - lookers and wanted to send the maiden away.
"Guest, if you don't follow our shop's rules, please leave. Don't make things difficult for a poor worker like me."
Shen Qing was holding You Lang in her arms. She glanced at Li Xian and said, "This is the Capital City, far away from the Beast Taming Sect. It's really rare to see a disciple from the Beast Taming Sect here."
Suddenly, You Lang seemed to recognize the little wolf cub in the maiden's arms. He struggled suddenly and said excitedly to Shen Qing, "The cub in that girl's arms is a Nether White Wolf!!"
Nether White Wolf?
"Didn't you say that except for you, the Nether White Wolves were almost wiped out by the demons ten thousand years ago?"
"So I have to go and ask. Maybe there are still some of my clansmen alive!!"
You Lang struggled desperately, and Shen Qing almost couldn't hold him.
Li Xian waved his hand and put all the things in his arms into his storage bag. "Let's go and take a look."
Shen Qing nodded and walked towards the maiden with Li Xian, pushing through the crowd.
You Lang sniffed excitedly. The closer they got to the maiden, the more excited You Lang became.
"It's a familiar smell! It's my clansman!"
"Okay, okay, my little ancestor. Please don't say a word!"
Shen Qing came to the maiden's side. After some consideration, she said to the maiden, "Fellow Daoist, if you're not at ease, you might as well leave our spiritual beasts here together. My... husband will take care of them. I can guarantee that your spiritual beast will be safe."
The maiden turned around. Seeing that Shen Qing looked ordinary but was holding a little wolf cub just like the one in her arms, she immediately felt a sense of familiarity.
A person who could raise the same kind of spiritual beast as her couldn't be a bad person, could they?
"Sister, is it really okay?"
"Yes. I'll stay by your side. My husband will take care of the spiritual beasts first and then hand them over to this brother at the door. The High - grade Pavilion has been open for a long time, and everyone knows its rules. You can rest assured."
The maiden hesitated and looked back at Li Xian.
After everyone's persuasion, the maiden slowly put down the little wolf cub in her arms. Shen Qing also put down You Lang and handed them to the guard at the door.
The guard looked at Shen Qing gratefully and placed them in a special box for spiritual beasts.
Shen Qing walked into the shop with the maiden, planning to ask about the origin of the maiden's spiritual beast.
But she didn't notice the strange light in Li Xian's eyes behind her. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he had a silly smile on his face.
Hehe...
Shen Qing called me husband...