Chapter 402 - The Plague (1/2)

Lin Luoran spends five taels and orders two best rooms of the inn.

This place is close to the harbor. The salty sea breeze blows through the wooden window. The porridge is made with polished round-grained rice. On the table, there is Crystal Goose Breast and Marinated Beef. Most of the dishes are seafood like Loofah Scallop and Braised Sea Cuc.u.mber. From west to north, Lin Luoran’s trip has covered the land of Penglai and she knows a lot about the local price. Such a meal may cost one tael. Paying three taels for best rooms with food is not expensive.

The price may be affected by the war more or less. Good rooms close to the port will certainly be more expensive at peacetime. Lin Luoran tries finely sliced pickled cuc.u.mbers with sesame. It tastes sour, salty, refres.h.i.+ng, and a little spicy. Together with the porridge, she can ignore the astringent water.

Sang Ye is now a sorehead prince. b.u.mping all the way and doing inferior job every day, he sees the great food but can still contain himself.

Lin Luoran is not a prisoner abuser. She also asks the inn guy to bring hot water for Sang Ye to have a nice bath. He changes into new clothes bought by the inn guy and the handsome seventh prince is back.

“Now we can talk about Mount Penglai.”

Lin Luoran makes a cup of hot tea. It’s the best Tieguanyin. The tea is golden in color and refres.h.i.+ng in taste. Sang Ye frowns when he tastes it.

“… I have never tasted this kind of tea.” Sang Ye puts down the cup and makes a conclusion.

“You are not from Penglai.”

Lin Luoran doesn’t nod nor deny, “You have also been looking for Spirit Mountain in these years. Are there any gains?”

Sang Ye shakes the teacup, “What can I benefit by taking you to find Penglai Mountain?”

Lin Luoran frowns slightly. The seventh prince lords it over her again. He was quite hardworking as a manual labor on the sea. Surely enough, some people can’t be treated with nice food and clothes.

A flash of spark pops from Lin Luoran’s fingertip and runs towards the teacup in Sang Ye’s hand. Sang Ye drops the teacup in a panic. The ray of fire engulfs the fine porcelain teacup and the cup evaporates together with water under his nose!

“I don’t mind killing people if it is necessary, not to mention if you lie to me… If the cyan phoenix birthmark is useful, I can just cut off your flesh. Don’t even try to challenge my bottom line again. ”

Lin Luoran finishes her words and turns around to leave this room and go to another room.

Sang Ye is still frightened. How can a person’s finger bursts into such powerful fire?

She isn’t a warrior. She seems to be more like immortals recorded in the ancient book he read in his childhood.

Sang Ye touches a delicate tube in his hair and he is not sure whether to send a signal or not. He can return to the palace from the emperor’s mausoleum and he has the nerve to take the army to hunt down the caravan. Of course, he has many secret forces and supporters.

Even in this northmost Tianshui City, he also has several hidden strongpoints.

Sang Ye is hesitating now. Not just because of Lin Luoran’s strong strength, he also suspects this is also his chance to win the throne. If he can take her to find Mount Penglai… won’t it be possible to ask her to help him with an easy thing?

Sang Ye’s eyes flicker and he hides the iron pipe in his hair.

After self-cultivation all night, Lin Luoran opens the door and feels very refres.h.i.+ng. It’s still cold in the morning and the sea breeze is gentle. There is a wonton stand near Tianshui Port. Grain s.h.i.+ps are unloading. A bowl of steaming wonton can eliminate most of boatmen’s fatigue after working for half a day.

After thinking all night, Sang Ye finally decides to cooperate.

The first sentence he says to Lin Luoran is—

“We need to prepare food and drinking water.”

Lin Luoran is eating a bowl of wonton with hot pepper. She nods vaguely and greets Sang Ye to have breakfast.

People on this continent don’t like spicy things. Sang Ye smells the spicy smell. Looking at her red soup, he still chooses the mild broth.

After they finish the wonton, Lin Luoran gives the inn guy some money to let him prepare food and water for her—mainly for the sake of Sang Ye. She has s.p.a.ce in hand. Not to mention that a cultivator of Bearing Essence can live even without food and water.

“Where is that place?”