Chapter 231 It’s hard to violate God’s will
After a few days, Mo Cijun managed to recover a little, and Chuan Zhen sent him out of the underground palace.

He staggered into the City of Disorder alone, watching the dazzling early spring sunlight fall on the remaining snow in the city.

It just felt so quiet.

I haven’t felt any temperature changes in nearly a thousand years, and now I suddenly feel cold.

He couldn’t help but pull his clothes closer.

Mo Cijun exhaled, shielded the direct sunlight with his hands, and murmured, “It’s been a long time since I last saw the sunshine. It’s so nice.”

He walked slowly through the silent disordered city. Although he was somewhat puzzled as to why those crazy demon cultivators in the city had disappeared, his physical condition was not optimistic and he still had to reach the territory of the Immortal Sect as soon as possible.

A row of shallow footprints were arranged in a regular pattern on the snow. When he passed through the disordered city, he felt a little dazed.

In front of the road, stood a slightly plump middle-aged man who looked very ordinary.

Mo Cijun’s eyes were moist. He was unsteady on his feet and wanted to kneel down, but the man suddenly appeared in front of him and supported him.

“Master… How could I, Mr. Ci, have the honor to have you come to the northern border to pick me up in person…”

“I didn’t pick you up because I was afraid you would forget the way home.” The middle-aged man smiled kindly, “A few days ago, Wanbaolou, which was closed in several nearby towns, received a message from the demon cultivator. I knew you were coming back. Thank you for your hard work, kid.”

“It’s not hard, Cijun.” Mo Cijun shook his head and asked with a little doubt and worry: “Why do you want to close Wanbao Tower?”

The middle-aged man said leisurely: “This is God’s will, and it is hard to go against God’s will.”

Mo Cijun suddenly thought of the Heavenly Order that Xie Yao mentioned.

He couldn’t help but ask, “Is it the order of Heaven? The reason why you are doing all this.”

“Don’t guess. I won’t tell you.” The middle-aged man said, “Come home with me to heal your wounds first.”

“No…” Mo Cijun stood up stubbornly, feeling dizzy, “Xie Yao asked me to tell you that she wants the Heavenly Dao Order…”

After saying that, he fainted, his head leaning weakly on the man’s shoulder.

The middle-aged man sighed, used a spell to make Mo Cijun float up and follow him, then found a temporary residence in the city and settled him down.

He fed Mo Cijun the elixir to transfer his spiritual power, and when he slowly woke up, he stopped Mo Cijun from speaking, “It’s good that you survived. I know everything else, you don’t have to worry.”

“Will you give her the Heavenly Dao Order?” Mo Cijun asked stubbornly, “And about the secret realm spirit mine, do you really want to help her?”

The middle-aged man avoided the question: “We must do what we promised, otherwise how can Wanbaolou maintain its reputation?”

“Wanbaolou is about to close down, what credibility do we still have!” Mo Cijun suddenly became excited, his face flushed and he coughed a few times, “Master… tell me, are you from the Hidden Sect…”

The man said nothing, but put his hands over his eyes, his palms wet.

Sometimes, not denying is also a kind of acquiescence.

He said, “Go to sleep, child.”

Mo Cijun closed his eyes unwillingly.

He was the child raised by his master, but his master never told him that he was a member of the Hidden Sect.

So what is he? In the eyes of the master, is he a disciple? Or is he just a tool trained to manage Wanbao Tower?
If he is a tool, why are you so nice to him?
……

This spring, the north was exceptionally cold, with heavy snow lasting for several days and nights.

But the vines that cover the underground palace are evergreen. Xie Yao is holding a leaf in his hand, lost in thought.

She had been waiting for a month, and Wanbaolou finally sent back the news.

The spiritual mine secret realm has been sold, and she cut off a part of the territory around the secret realm and divided it among the people of the Immortal Sect.

The buyer of this transaction was also very straightforward and paid three million in one lump sum. What surprised her was that the secret spiritual mine was jointly owned by the Xuanbing Sect and the Xuanji Sect.

Although they are both three major sects and their names are very similar, one of them is the boss of Zhongzhou and the other is a local tyrant in Dongzhou. I didn’t expect that they could cooperate together this time.

Xie Yao was not worried because the raid on Disorder City a few years ago had made all the demon cultivators around him keep their tails between their legs and not dare to show up easily. Naturally, they would not deliberately hang around the secret spiritual mine and allow the immortal cultivators to kill them.

She handed over one million spirit stones to Ruan Xing as promised and asked, “Next time we meet, we should be able to see the Xiantai tree, right?”

“Of course.” Ruan Xing smiled.

She recharged one million spirit stones into the simulator, and the long-lost sense of security returned.

After saying goodbye to Xie Yao, she left the underground palace and happened to see a few streaks of light in the sky.

I probed with my spiritual sense and found several old acquaintances inside.

Master Li of Xiaochi Peak, Master Jiang of Yaoguang Peak, and Qintai He.

The other few people I didn’t recognize were probably from the Xuan Ji Sect. They seemed to be the first front line sent here to explore the secret realm.

Ruan Xing was wearing a thick cloak made of monster fur, and subconsciously covered his face with the hood.

Then he thought again, he was now using Xing Ruanruan’s appearance, and those people were flying high in the sky, so how could they focus their attention on a suspected demon cultivator in the northern border.

Shaking his head in a puzzled manner, Ruan Xing turned around and continued walking.

The Disorder City that she had cleared out now had an immortal sect’s base, and it had gained some popularity. Perhaps in a hundred years, it would become a bustling town.

The disciples who were using magic to build a base on the roadside became more alert when they saw Ruan Xing approaching.

Although these low-level disciples were only responsible for the garrison within the city, they were also at risk of encountering demonic cultivators and became nervous unconsciously.

Ruan Xing wanted to teleport away, but suddenly he caught sight of someone. He lifted his hood, smiled brightly, and walked forward, calling out lively, “Senior Brother Zhao! Aren’t you in the Law Enforcement Hall? Why are you here?”

The man’s eyes were blank for a moment, as if he didn’t remember when he had met such a little junior sister.

Of course he didn’t recognize him, because Ruan Xing knew him in the simulation.

However, Ruan Xing remembered that this person’s personality was a common problem among lower-level cultivators. He liked to stick together, make friends with others and not offend anyone. I’m afraid he himself couldn’t remember how many cultivators he had talked with in the sect.

But this junior sister knew that he used to be in the Law Enforcement Hall, so he should be someone she knew.

The cultivator named Zhao smiled and said, “So it’s you. It’s a long story.” The other cultivators around saw this scene and realized that although the other party was not dressed like an immortal, he was not a demon cultivator. So they felt relieved and continued to repair the base.

The monk named Zhao openly took a break and chatted with Ruan Xing with a smile.

He asked tentatively, “Why didn’t I see you when we came together yesterday?”

“I came here secretly with Master.” Ruan Xing winked playfully. “I was accidentally discovered by Master today and was sent back. What about you? Does the Law Enforcement Hall also need to do this kind of mission?”

Ruan Xing’s explanation was reasonable, so the cultivator surnamed Zhao believed it. He smiled bitterly and said, “I didn’t stay in the Law Enforcement Hall for long. As soon as I entered, I was forced to line up and follow Master Zhu. Unfortunately, after Senior Sister Xu and Senior Brother Yue got married a few years ago, Senior Brother Yue became the head of the Law Enforcement Hall and didn’t give Master Zhu any face at all. He drove us all out. I had no choice but to go to the Sect Affairs Hall again. There are many people in the Sect Affairs Hall, and this kind of mission has to be snatched.”

He lowered his voice and said, “I heard that after the three peak masters have finished exploring the secret realm, we cultivators will be the first to go in and dig for spiritual ore. The sect will reward us based on the quality of the spiritual ore, which will be a considerable income. Maybe by the time I return from my duty, I will be able to reach the late stage of foundation building!”

His face was filled with hope.

They don’t know how dangerous the secret realm in the mountains is. This time is different from the past. If they go in rashly, many people may die.

The lower-level cultivators only believed, based on their past experience, that the secret realms explored by the peak masters must be safe. Even if there were deaths, only 10% to 20% at most, and it was just their bad luck.

This matter was almost proposed and initiated by Ruan Xing alone, so there was no need for her to expose it. She just focused on another sentence.

“Three peak masters? Why do I only see two?” Ruan Xingqi asked.

“Are you a disciple of Xiaochi Peak?” he asked, “You are the direct disciple of Qinghong Zhenjun. When you were promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, you had already become the master of Qingxue Peak. Don’t you know?”

Ruan Xing exclaimed in a low voice: “Senior Brother Qintai has become the peak master? That’s amazing.”

“Of course not.” The cultivator surnamed Zhao said enviously, “He is extremely talented. I heard that he has reached the Nascent Soul stage before he is even forty years old. I am about the same age as him, and I am still in the Foundation Establishment stage.”

“Who said it wasn’t?” Ruan Xing agreed perfunctorily.

It might not be a bad thing that Qin Taihe and his men were sent to the northern border.

Because in the simulation, Xie Yao will attack Zhongzhou next month.

If they stayed in Zhongzhou, they might die, but Xie Yao had a laissez-faire attitude towards the Northern Territory. Those demon cultivators who stayed in the Northern Territory and were unwilling to follow her were the objects for her to vent her anger on the Immortal Sect. She would not care about the lives of the remaining people in the Northern Territory, and naturally she would not care about the people in the secret realm’s spiritual mine.

After chatting with the other party for a few more sentences, Ruan Xing made up an excuse and left.

She still had the invitation card sent to her by Wanbaolou.

She wants to go to Dongzhou to take a look.

After removing the illusion on his face and the cultivation level concealed on his body, Ruan Xing went to Dongzhou in his true appearance.

Because there was still a month left, which was considered ample time, Ruan Xing did not use the flying sword or the shuttle boat to travel.

Instead, she walked around and stopped to experience places that she had never been to in the simulation.

Because she had a feeling that this might be the last rare period of leisure time for her.

After the war between immortals and demons, she will no longer have free time. She will either ascend to the spiritual world alive or die here.

But she firmly believed that she would not die. After all, there were more than 10 million points in the simulator, which was enough to cover her.

Not everyone in the area near the northern border dresses up like a fairy, and it doesn’t seem to be popular among the monks in the sects here. The hooded cloak that Ruan Xing wears doesn’t look out of place.

In the street shops dedicated to monks, the mortal waiters have warm and flattering smiles.

She casually walked into a restaurant and saw another acquaintance.

Next to the pale-faced Mo Cijun was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. Although his cultivation level could not be seen clearly, his appearance did not look like that of a high-level cultivator at all.

Mo Cijun couldn’t recognize her current appearance, and Ruan Xing had no intention of greeting her. She was led to the private seat next to her by the waiter without stopping.

Mortals cannot tell the cultivation level of cultivators. If the cultivators do not have special requirements, in the eyes of mortals, there is no difference between the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Guixu Stage, and they are both immortals who cannot be offended.

Ruan Xing has no hobbies that make things difficult for ordinary people.

“Please come this way, fairy! What do you need? Our store has all kinds of spiritual wine and food, and the roasted beast meat is a speciality. The monster meat is delivered fresh every day! It is definitely not zombie meat that has been frozen for several years using magic. You can even see the texture and color clearly!” The waiter promoted enthusiastically.

Ruan Xing was just about to pick a few to try when suddenly the middle-aged man next to Mo Cijun spoke up. He kindly suggested to Ruan Xing, “If you don’t know what to choose, I suggest you try the fruit wine in this store. It’s fragrant, sweet and sour, and much better than ordinary spirit wine.”

Ruan Xing looked at him, but the other party didn’t seem to have any special intentions. He was just simply reminding the diners.

After a while, he nodded, “Then let’s have a pot.”

“Okay, fairy, a bottle of 82 Lafite! What else do you want?”

“??”

Ruan Xing widened his eyes.

“What did you say just now?” She seemed not to hear clearly.

The waiter smiled and said, “You think this name is strange, right? I think it’s strange too, but the boss said this is the name given by the winemaker, so we just use it. You don’t know, this wine has only been sold for less than a year, and it’s almost become the store’s signature!”

I didn’t expect Hu San to expand his business here.

Ruan Xing nodded with some amusement, “Then are there any others?”

“Yes, there is also a Big Black Grape Fruit Tea, which sounds different from the other names. It is not as elegant as Yashan, Qionglu, etc., but it is novel. They are all made by the same person. Because we are close to the northern border, we don’t have a teleportation array station, and we don’t grow spiritual rice. Before, we sold wine and spiritual food almost entirely by Wanbao Tower. Now that Wanbao Tower is closed, the wine in our store is also out of stock. Fortunately, a cultivator who sells fruit wine came at this time, otherwise, the store would not be able to operate.”

The waiter looked sad.

Ruan Xing randomly picked a few dishes that looked good and said, “That’s all.”

She threw a few low-grade spirit stones to the waiter as a reward. The waiter smiled and bowed his head, “Fairy, please wait a moment!”

The monk that the waiter mentioned was probably the dealer model that Ruan Xing had told Hu San about before.

Because the Fengling Yueying Sect lacks high-level cultivators, and many of them are currently demon cultivators who cannot see the light of day, it is very difficult to open up the outside market. Therefore, Ruan Xing mentioned the distributor model. They do not contact merchants or deliver goods, but simply sell large quantities of wine to some traveling cultivators at preferential prices.

Because the wine tastes good, is reasonably priced, and has a gentle nature, even children who have just entered the spiritual world can drink it. There will be no shortage of sales if we take it outside.

Most of the traveling monks earn their own spirit stones for their expenses, so it is good to have an additional source of income. Besides, almost every monk has a storage bag, so this distribution model can be quickly understood and accepted.

Thanks to _Panda Jun_ for the reward~