C9 (2/2)
The number of people on the pathway wasn't small. It seemed like it was a major highway leading to Chu.
”Alright, if you don't have a mission, I can send you to Daju. This place should be a month's journey away from Dajun, you should be fine, right?” The middle-aged man asked.
Jiang Chuan nodded and clasped his hands together, ”Thank you uncle, thank you to the few of you.”
The girl looked at Jiang Chuan and seemed to have thought of something. She turned to the middle-aged man and said, ”Uncle Feng, does this Chu Country belong to our Misty Sect?”
The middle-aged man nodded his head and said, ”That's right, Chu is one of the smaller empires in the entire Misty Sect.”
”So that's how it is.” After the woman finished speaking, she walked up to Jiang Chuan and took out a token. The token was engraved with layers of clouds, and when Jiang Chuan looked at it, the clouds seemed to have moved, but when he looked closely, they were still.
”This is the token from our Misty Sect. Take it. In Chu, even if the king sees you, he will have to kneel down.”
The girl laughed, ”Take it. We have a lot of these tokens in the Misty Sect, so we don't need your tokens.”
Hearing this, Jiang Chuan dared to accept the token, ”Thank you, First Miss.”
Jiang Chuan did not know the girl's name, but when he heard the middle-aged man call her Eldest Miss, he also called her that.
”Hehe, don't call me Miss, just call me Ye Piaomiao.” The girl giggled.
Jiang Chuan responded with an ”oh”, bid farewell to the few of them, and prepared to leave along the main road.
”Hey!” ”You still haven't told me your name!” Seeing Jiang Chuan leave just like that, the young girl seemed to be slightly angry as she shouted towards Jiang Chuan's back.
”Jiang Chuan!” Jiang Chuan waved his hand and shouted.
”Jiang Chuan, if you can't stay here any longer, you can go to the Misty Mountain in the northeast and find me there.”
”Understood!” Under the setting sun, a lonely figure slowly walked on the main road. Under the setting sun, the moon on his back seemed to be emitting a faint glow.
”Miss, this child's Dantian is already crippled. He won't live past forty years. I'm afraid he won't be able to reach the Misty Mountain.” The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Chuan's departing back and muttered.
”Uncle Feng, let's go back.” After saying this, the young girl rode her Zhu Ling and soared into the sky.
Jiang Chuan took the main road that led to Dajun. A month later, a tall city wall appeared in front of Jiang Chuan. Jiang Chuan raised his head to look at Dajun and knew that he had arrived at his destination!
This was the place where he had been born!