Chapter 42

"Senior Sister, I don't want to play anymore. Who would play with something so important?" Song Zhixia anxiously wanted Song Weizhi to put the little figure back into her dantian.

Song Weizhi smiled and said, "Xia Xia is not just anyone. My little figure can be played with by Xia Xia." She even shook the little figure in her hand. However, seeing her little girl's anxious expression, Song Weizhi still put the little figure back into her dantian.

After Song Zhixia took the pill, Song Weizhi felt a bit more assured. "Xia Xia, don't worry. No matter where we go, I'll be there. Let's tidy up today and set off tomorrow."

After instructing Song Zhixia, Song Weizhi informed Wei Zhao and Wei Zhao agreed to go wherever Song Weizhi went.

Early the next morning, the three arrived in the town. In the cultivation world, travel generally involves two methods: teleportation arrays and renting flying beasts. These bird-like flying beasts were quite large, usually able to carry six to eight people. Since the Cold Mountain Sword Sect was recruiting inner disciples in a few days, Song Weizhi planned to take a large bird to Ji Mo City. This way, her little girl could enjoy the scenery along the way.

However, this made it tough for Wei Zhao. While Song Weizhi held her little girl sweetly throughout the journey, Wei Zhao could only sit and meditate, telling herself not to look around too much and trying to lower her presence.

After enduring for three days, the large bird finally arrived at a designated location in Ji Mo City. After paying the required spiritual stones, the large bird would return to Linhai City.

The three walked towards the city. Along the way, there were various stalls, making Ji Mo City much livelier than Linhai City. The three wore smiles on their faces. Song Weizhi found an inn and planned to stay there first. Upon entering the inn, they attracted many curious looks. Song Weizhi, Song Zhixia, and Wei Zhao each had a unique beauty. Song Weizhi had a fresh and elegant beauty, Song Zhixia possessed a captivating charm, and Wei Zhao was a classic beauty with a cold demeanor.

However, their cultivation levels were not low, so no one dared to approach them and cause trouble. But there were still some who couldn't resist the urge to strike up a conversation.

Song Weizhi was at the counter asking the innkeeper, "We need three rooms. Innkeeper, do you have any available?"

"It's quite unfortunate for the three young ladies. These days, the Cold Mountain Sword Sect is recruiting inner disciples, and many people have come to Ji Mo City. We only have two rooms left here. However, even if you go to another inn, it's likely to be a similar situation. Many places are already fully occupied, and coming back later, you might not find even these two rooms," the innkeeper explained with a smile. He wasn't making it up; the Cold Mountain Sword Sect recruited inner disciples only once every three years, and the city had become lively a month ago.

While Song Weizhi was contemplating, a young man in green clothes, around twenty years old, approached their table from the window side. He smiled and said, "Are you three Dao friends troubled by the lack of rooms? Let's be friends. I'd like to offer a room to you."

Song Weizhi glanced at the young man and calmly said, "No need, Innkeeper. Two rooms are enough." She then took out spirit stones to pay for the rooms, leaving the young man standing aside awkwardly.

The young man remained in place, visibly embarrassed. At that moment, a girl who had been with him came over, glared at Song Weizhi, and said, "Ignorant people! Do you even know who my cousin is to dare talk to him like this?"

Song Weizhi glanced at the girl, sneered, and directly told Song Zhixia and Wei Zhao by her side, "There are only two rooms. Wei Zhao, you take one room by yourself. Xia Xia and I will share one."

She then gently asked Song Zhixia, "Is that okay, Xia Xia?"

A rosy tint gradually appeared on Song Zhixia's ears as she nodded, saying, "It's okay."

The three completely ignored the presence of the young man and the girl. The young man's face couldn't hold up because there were not only him and his cousin at the table but also several people of similar age, likely friends. He felt that he had lost face.

He coughed to clear his throat and said, "Fellow Daoists, I am Liu Zhiyun. This is my cousin Mengxing. My father is the current General Liu Zhengxing. I wonder if I can get acquainted with you, fellow Daoists."

Song Weizhi was almost nauseated by Liu Zhiyun's introduction. What kind of childish introduction was that? He could have just introduced himself; why start with boasting about his father?

Song Weizhi only gave him a faint glance and said, "No interest. Please step aside. My friends and I are going to rest."

Liu Zhiyun's smiling face immediately froze. He probably thought that Song Weizhi and the others came from a remote place and didn't know about his father's reputation. He tried to explain, "You might not know my father's name since you just arrived in Ji Mo. How about I invite you to sit and share some information about Ji Mo City?"

Liu Zhiyun spoke in a roundabout way, and even Wei Zhao, who was on the side, furrowed her brows. "Can't you understand words? My Mistress doesn't want to know you. Don't blame me for being impolite if you continue blocking our way," Wei Zhao said, releasing a bit of her imposing aura. Although her cultivation level was one realm lower than Song Weizhi's, she had already achieved the Perfection-Golden Core realm, making her a prominent figure in this inn.

Liu Zhiyun and the others felt the strength of Song Weizhi's group and didn't expect to encounter someone with a Perfection-Golden Core realm among them. However, they were deterred by Wei Zhao's words, and unable to make a move.

Mengxing has been pampered since childhood and regards Liu Zhiyun as the best man in the world. When she sees her cousin being scolded, she immediately steps forward and says, "You country bumpkins, do you still want to stay in Ji Mo City? How dare you speak to my cousin like that! Today, I will make you pay for it."

She draws her sword and attacks Wei Zhao. Without even revealing her whip, Wei Zhao slaps Mengxing against the wall, causing her to spit out blood.

"How dare you! Mengxing, are you okay?" Liu Zhiyun quickly goes to help Mengxing.

"Since Mr. Liu already has such a devoted partner as your cousin, don't harass other female cultivators. It might end up embarrassing you like today. Trash like you isn't desired by everyone. Your cousin picking you up is already quite a feat; don't let her down." Saying this, Song Weizhi coldly glanced in their direction and then went upstairs with Song Zhixia and Wei Zhao to rest.

Song Weizhi particularly despises people like Liu Zhiyun, who are insincere. She didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble came looking for her, and she wasn't afraid of it.

Mengxing, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, shouted, "Cousin, she dared to say such things about us. Cousin, help me teach them a lesson."

Liu Zhiyun, having been embarrassed, and with friends watching, didn't expect to encounter such a tough situation today. He helped Mengxing up and said displeased, "Stop making a scene. Isn't it embarrassing enough? Go home first; it's unlucky."

"Cousin, it was their fault."

Mengxing wanted to argue but was sternly reprimanded by Liu Zhiyun, "Go home and reflect."

With tears on her face, Mengxing reluctantly ran out of the inn. Both she and Liu Zhiyun lived in the General's Mansion. The reason they booked a room in this inn was to have fun with these friends.

Liu Zhiyun awkwardly returned to his table, picked up a jug of spirit wine, and cursed, "Unlucky."

Several friends immediately comforted him:

"Don't take it to heart, Brother Liu. They're just a few country bumpkins, ignorant. You don't need to care."

"That's right. Look at how many female cultivators in Ji Mo City would want to be your partner. Don't worry about a few country bumpkins."

"Come, Brother Liu, let's continue drinking."

Song Weizhi led Song Zhixia back to the room. Due to the disturbance caused by Liu Zhiyun and Mengxing, Song Zhixia didn't think much about sharing a room with Song Weizhi. However, now that Song Weizhi was leading her into the room, she inexplicably felt a bit shy, and her heart started beating faster.

Song Weizhi, unaware of Song Zhixia's dilemma, went to bed and looked at it. Although not large, it was enough for two people to sleep comfortably. While cultivators could practice day and night without sleeping, Song Weizhi was used to resting when not cultivating.

Turning around, Song Weizhi saw her little girl still standing by the door. Waving at her, she said, "Xia Xia, what are you thinking? Come over and rest on the bed for a while."

Hearing the words 'on the bed,' Song Zhixia suddenly felt nervous. Her peach blossom eyes looked flustered as she glanced at Song Weizhi, and she sat directly at the table, saying, "I'm not tired. Senior Sister, you rest." She poured a glass of spirit spring water from the table to disguise her embarrassment.

Song Weizhi couldn't help but find her little girl's attempt to conceal amusing. The shy appearance of her little girl was too cute. Thinking about Liu Zhiyun's gaze on her little girl just now, Song Weizhi felt uncomfortable. Her little girl couldn't be stared at by others all the time; if anyone wanted to look, it should be her.

Song Zhixia took a glance at Song Weizhi lying on the bed and felt her heart beating faster inexplicably. She had not thought much about sharing a room with Song Weizhi due to the recent disturbance caused by Liu Zhiyun. Now that Song Weizhi was leading her into the room, she felt a bit shy. Wanting some fresh air, she said, "Senior Sister, you rest for a while. I'll go call Wei Zhao to go out and stroll together." She swiftly ran out.

Seeing the little girl closing the door, Song Weizhi rolled her eyes and murmured, "Go out and stroll with Wei Zhao? Aren't you afraid I'll get jealous?" Then Song Weizhi felt something was wrong. What right did she, as a sister, have to be jealous? She simply lay comfortably on the bed and waited for her little girl to come back.

Wei Zhao was surprised to see Song Zhixia knocking on her door. They were not that familiar as Mistress and disciple; why would the disciple come looking for her?

Song Zhixia also felt a bit awkward. "Can you accompany me for a walk? Senior Sister said she wants to rest for a while."

So, the Mistress wants to rest. In that case, she should go out and guard the master's Dao companion.

So the two of them awkwardly walked along the street. Fortunately, there were many things on the street, and they gradually felt less awkward. Wei Zhao liked reading novels, similar to books when she was in Linhai City. When she saw a large book standing ahead, she became interested and began choosing books. Bored, Song Zhixia also started looking through a few. However, she wasn't very interested in such things.

Seeing some books on the corner of the stand featuring two women on the cover, she decided to take one to have a look.