Ling Xiao opened his eyes and woke up Mu'er. The two of them dressed in robes and walked out of the room.
Taoyuan City is different from Huangyuan City in that it is still brightly lit even at night. Along the way, there are many young women wearing heavy makeup and soliciting customers.
When he saw Ling Xiao and Mu'er, he also approached them. These were all in the flesh business. Ling Xiao was not interested in this and pushed these women away with an indifferent expression.
"This Taoyuan City is quite prosperous, and there are still places like wine ponds and meat forests late at night." Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh.
"What? If you're interested, you can come in and sit down." Mu'er sneered.
"Oh, how embarrassing is it to leave you here alone."
"I see you haven't had an itchy skin for a few days, right?"
Mu'er scolded and grabbed Ling Xiao's ears, causing Ling Xiao to wail.
"Oh, that's wrong, that's wrong. How could such an upright person like me go to a place like that? That's all."
Ling Xiao smiled awkwardly.
Mu'er snorted coldly and ignored it.
Half an hour later, the two of them walked through this street full of erotic businesses and came to another place. There was no one on the street, but the lights were bright inside, and there were constant noises and shouts.
There are obvious business divisions in Taoyuan City, and this street is the gambling area.
Behind the bustling scene, there is all indulgence. After walking through several main streets, the two of them came to a remote corner in the west.
There is no prosperity like the outside world here, and the area it is located in only accounts for one-tenth of the entire Taoyuan City.
The houses are dilapidated and overgrown with weeds. There are beggars and homeless people and unknown corpses on the roadside corners. There is an unpleasant stench in the air.
The arrival of Ling Xiao and the two attracted a lot of attention. These people were like maggots crawling in the dark.
There was fear, resentment, helplessness, and even humiliation in his eyes.
Ling Xiao didn't want to stay here too long, so he pulled Mu'er to speed up his progress.
This is exactly the slum area that Zhao Wuyu remembers!
The deeper you go, the more unpleasant the smell becomes near your nose. There are not many living people on the roadside, and there are rotting corpses everywhere you look.
The harsh environment made Mu'er feel a little uncomfortable. As he gradually went deeper, a piece of broken white silk came into view. In the middle of the night, it looked a little scary.
In front of them was a cemetery. The two of them swallowed. Many of the solitary graves around them had no names. They were smooth and without any inscriptions. There were even some people resting beside the solitary graves, just to find some rats and ants to eat.
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There is a huge contrast between the poverty here and the prosperity of the previous streets. It is obvious that there is only ten feet in between.
But it’s like heaven and hell!
Coming to an open space, Ling Xiao opened a coffin and knocked it a few times in the deepest part. The ground shook, and the tomb slab underneath slowly moved away, revealing a dark passage.
All of this is the same as Zhao Wuyu's memory.
The two of them looked at each other and jumped into it. The coffin automatically floated up and closed. There were no forks in the secret passage, it just continued to extend downwards.
It was dark and damp inside, and it wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that the two of them saw a faint light in the distance.
After jumping out of the long and narrow passage, the guards handed the masks to the two of them and left slowly.
Ling Xiao was stunned. This mask can hide the aura of cultivation and one's own aura. Anyone who comes to the black market will give it out and hand it over when they leave.
It's really a big deal, but the transactions here are kept secret. Both parties don't know each other's identity, and no one else knows their identity. The confidentiality is particularly good.
Putting on the mask, the hidden grid behind him shook violently and then disappeared directly.
It seems that the exits and entrances here are constantly changing, and I don't know how huge the power behind this huge underground market is.
Walking to the street, there are few shops on the roadside, most of them are stalls, and the items sold here are also all kinds of strange.
Many of the elixirs and talismans were of level five or above, and the quality was quite good, which made the two of them stop and stop along the way.
Previously, the two of them looted the storage rings of the Tiangang Sect elders and Ye Zhuoran, and the total amount of spiritual stones they had in them was a thousand pieces.
You must know that a piece of spiritual stone can support an ordinary family's expenses for a month.
But the prices here are ridiculously expensive, just one pill costs hundreds of spiritual stones.
Although he was interested in a few rare pills and talismans, Ling Xiao touched his pocket and gave up the idea.
You can refine the talisman yourself, or you can find the evil dead son to refine it. As for the elixirs, there are many in the second level of the silver ring. When the time is right, you can buy some commonly used elixirs in the external market.
Enough.
After passing through several alleys, the two of them soon came to the place where the news was bought and sold. This was a three-story attic, which was rare in this black market where every inch of land was valuable.
"Qianji Pavilion?"
After murmuring softly, the two of them walked inside and were greeted by a graceful woman.
A pair of charming eyebrows and eyes, even though only half of the face can be seen, it still arouses people's imagination.
"You two, are you asking about something?"
The woman asked softly. Ling Xiao trembled at the soft voice, but Mu'er beside him rolled his eyes with disdain.
Well, Mu'er seems to have a lot of resentment towards women with good figures.
Ling Xiao nodded lightly.
"Hua Nu is being polite, you two, please come with me." Hua Nu said and turned around leisurely.
The two of them followed him through a long corridor and came to a secret room.
There is only a desk and weak fluorescence in the secret room, surrounded by iron walls.
"Two of you, please take a seat. The gentleman is greeting the guests and will be here shortly." After saying this, the flower slave left.
Ling and Xiao sat quietly at the desk, sipping the tea on the table.
After a moment, a figure appeared in the darkness ahead.
The man was wearing a mask so that his aura and cultivation could not be detected, but he was not walking, but sitting quietly in a wheelchair.
When he came to the desk, the man glanced at Ling Xiao and the other two, then picked up the teapot and poured tea for Ling Xiao.
"You two, what do you want to ask?" the man asked.
"Oh, this little friend seems to be here for the first time. We have the largest underground intelligence in the entire Taoyuan City. Whether it's personal matters, looking for people, things, or entrustments, as long as the money is enough, it's no problem.
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"Moreover, we will keep all customer information absolutely confidential, so please rest assured."
The man said with a chuckle.
"We want to find a sword." Ling Xiao asked softly.
"Oh? This is strange. What kind of sword is it?" The man frowned slightly.
"I don't know the name. It has a red hilt, and the sword is as slender as silk thread."
"I heard from my friend that this sword is unique. Can you draw a picture of this sword? I would like to search carefully."
The man waved one hand lightly, and a spiritual light suddenly appeared. A screen of light appeared in front of the two people, and there were dots of starlight in the center of the light screen.
Ling Xiao closed his eyes and thought quietly, and after a moment, he drew the general appearance of the sword from memory.
Looking at the strange spiritual sword floating in the air, the man looked surprised.
"Uh... Red Dust Sword?"
"Do you recognize this sword?"
"I know it, and I will tell you the truth. Decades ago, a traveler came here and entrusted me with Qianji Pavilion. If anyone is looking for this sword, please inform the traveler as soon as possible. He is the owner of this Red Dust Sword."
The man chuckled.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao and Mu'er looked at each other with doubts on their faces.
"Decades ago, how could this happen..." Ling Xiao couldn't help but lost his voice.
"You two, this can be regarded as an opportunity. This traveler also specifically asked you to wait in Taoyuan City for seven days. Then he will come and tell everything." The man chuckled.
Ling Xiao suddenly felt strange. Decades ago, he might have just been born, or he might not have been born yet. What was the origin of the traveler mentioned by the boss of Qianji Pavilion?
"Oh, this information is entrusted by others, so there is no charge. What else do you two want to ask?"
The man said slowly.
For a long time, there was silence in the secret room.
"So, you two..."
"Wait a minute, I have something to ask!" Ling Xiao interrupted the man's words and his expression became extremely solemn.
"What I want to ask is, can you help me find out where Leng Lian is now?"
Hearing this, the man frowned slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment.
"It seems that my friend is looking for someone. I wonder how old the person you are talking about is? What kind of power she was in before? What kind of cultivation level is she?" The man's expression remained as usual.
"I don't know about this... I only know that she left Huang Yuancheng three years ago and has not returned yet." Ling Xiao said slowly.
Hearing this, the man thought for a moment, then moved his fingers lightly on the table. In the secret room, a gap appeared in the iron wall on the left side, and a scroll slowly floated out from it.
The man opened the scroll, glanced lightly, but unconsciously picked up the tea in front of him.
"Little friend, your question... I'm sorry I can't answer it." The man sipped the tea in the cup, and his cold eyes became cloudy and deep.
"Why?!"
Ling Xiao slammed the table, his body suddenly stood up, and his face was even more indignant.
Being unable to answer proves that he must know something, but...
"Oh, I'm sorry, but there are some things I advise you to not know. After all, the consequences of knowing this matter are definitely not something you can afford." The man bowed his hand.
Ling Xiao was about to have an attack, but was held back by Mu'er.
"Sorry, sir, let's go first."
"Please."
Ling Xiao was forcefully pulled out by Mu'er. Ling Xiao remained silent but could not hide the anger on his face.
"You're out of control. I heard the smelly old man tell you about your life experience. I understand your feelings, but since we can't know it from here, it proves that the truth of this matter must be more complicated than we imagined..."
"Put this matter aside, have you forgotten the purpose of our trip?" Mu'er said softly.
Ling Xiao took a deep breath and nodded indifferently.
The two looked at each other in silence and left the black market silently.
In Qianji Pavilion, the man was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the files in front of him, but a wry smile flashed across his face.
"gentlemen……"
Hua Nu agreed softly, and then the man came back to his senses and put away the file in front of him.
"Sir, this is the first time I see you like this."
"Hey, I can't help it. Who would have thought that the orphan from the Ni Huan fight would find himself here today." The man said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Hua Nu looked shocked and shocked.
"Sir, you mean..."
"Hey, everything is fate, and you can't control it at all. There were so many things involved in that incident, and even we can't bear the consequences of it. This little guy's fate is extremely dangerous, and he can still find it here, this Taoyuan City, I'm afraid
We won’t have a peaceful life for a few days.” The man said helplessly.