121 Yeet City 1 (1/2)
After everyone had crossed the river, the continuous trip was rough. Their party consisted of many beautiful young women without a 5th-stage or 6th-stage guardian, which always attracted the attention of passing-by cultivators. Fortunately, no daredevils tried to provoke them.
As Xu Miao never wanted to repeat what most protagonists did when they visited new towns by provoking local clans or gangsters, the group never stopped at any city. They avoided civilizations like a plague.
Jia Shan was happy with this type of journey. He forced Xu Miao to continue their running routine. For 6 hours a day, Xu Miao carried Jia Shan and ran at his full speed without using Qi. The rest of the daytime was spent sparing with the old man.
Two weeks had passed since then.
At first, Xu Miao had thought that they might reach Yeet City, aka Handan in Xu Miao's terms, within a day or two. They traveled over 1,000 kilometers and bypassed over 20 cities, but they hadn't reached Yeet City yet.
Xu Miao started to doubt if the distance scale was the same as the modern world since Handan was about 150 kilometers away from the Yellow River.
”Master, how long do we have to run? It has been two weeks,” Impatient, Xu Miao asked Jia Shan if they were closed to the destination.
”Why are you complaining after we've only traveled 2,000 li? It's just a short journey from the central plain to the middle plain. We only need to run for another 2 days with our current training schedule.”
Hearing that only 2 days of distance remained, Xu Miao was relieved, ”Then, let's get there by tomorrow. I'm tired of sleeping outdoor.”
Jia Shan clicked his tongue, ”Tsk. Kids these days are so weak. When I was at your age, I ran back and forth between the Crimson River and Yeet City every day!”
”You ran over 4,000 li every day!?”
”Of course. But I used essence and Qi.”
”But I'm running without using Qi! I even carried extra weight on me!”
”Your body lacks core strength and stamina! Stop complaining and continue running!”
”…”
The training resumed, but everyone was in high morale. The long arduous journey was about to end.
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Two days later, Xu Miao's party finally reached the capital city of another major province, Yeet City.
The city walls were even taller than the Tiger Cage Pass. Xu Miao gazed at the great wall, which occupied the horizon.
”Wow. How big is this city?”
Jia Shan sighed, ”It's as big as the Red Sun City.”
”It rivals the imperial capital city!?”
”Yeah. It's the home of alchemists and herbalists. Their wealth is second to none.”
Everybody's eyes glittered. They were looking forward to seeing the new pills and the special products of this city.
Jia Shan took the lead again. When it was their turn, the old man introduced himself by using his real name.
”I'm Jia Shan, the older brother of Jia Wenhe and the former sect master of Mountain Goose Sect. I'm migrating here with my disciples to seek refuge under the Myriad Cauldron Sect.”
Myriad Cauldron Sect was the name of a prominent alchemist sect. The members were mostly non-combatants, but their cultivation bases were high enough to protect themselves from external harm. More than 50% of adept alchemists were 5th-stage cultivators, and one of their members was listed as the top 10 strongest cultivators of this continent.
In short, this alchemist sect was on the same tier as the Silver Phoenix Sect, but they gathered all their members in one major city.
The city guards were shocked when they heard Jia Shan's name and his visiting purpose. They picked up their phones and called for their superiors for verification.
Within 5 minutes, a late-middle-aged man, whose face resembled Jia Shan, descended from the sky. The 6th-stage alchemist flew here as soon as he heard that his brother was here.
Jia Wenhe was a scary-looking thin man with a black goatee. The sharp and slant eyes looked as mean as his snake-like pupils. His kempt long black hair was tied and covered by a green headwear, but his dirty wrinkled green robes showed that he hadn't cleaned them for days.
The sword saint's brother gazed at Jia Shan from head to toes. He swallowed his shock as he patted the old man's shoulders.
”You're alive!”
”You thought I was dead or what?”
”I heard a rumor. I got an SMS saying that Wei Huang killed you.”
Jia Shan snickered, ”Almost. That bastard's men poisoned me and destroyed my cultivation. Well, I still have my nascent soul, thanks to my dao god.”
”You'd better be! Well, how did you get out of there? Who are these people? What happened to your sect!?”
”You heard the rumor. My sect has been stolen.”
”I need to hear it from you! What happened back there!?”
Jia Shan glanced at Xu Miao and the girls, ”Can you allow us to enter the city first? We're troubling the guards and other visitors. I need to report to your bosses, too.”
Jia Wenhe looked at Xu Miao and the 13 young women for a moment. His eyes stopped when he saw the face of Wei Yuan, Jiang Lan, and Kang Yan. He clicked his tongue before he strode toward the nearest guard, ”Let them in.”
The guards nodded. However, one of them ran toward his colleague with three sketch portraits.
”Um, sir. I think three of them are…”