In a flash, Xiao Hei flew back.
Han Yang looked at the Xiao Hei who had become thinner, and just as he was about to feed her something, he immediately noticed a wad of paper tied to her leg.
Duanmu Xi also curiously leaned over.
“Oh, it’s actually a letter from Xinghua!
Hmph, now she knows to ask you to meet up.
What was she doing before?”
“Brother Yang, ignore her.”
Han Yang smiled awkwardly.
“Xi’er, after we settle down in Yuyue City, shall we go see her together?”
Duanmu Xi pouted, a little displeased, but still nodded.
“Alright, let’s settle down first then.”
Duanmu Hui inadvertently glanced at Han Yang, secretly nodded, and thought to himself that he was a grateful person.
The group set off again, with the caravan stretching grandly along the road.
Among the Families from Jiayuan City, no fewer than five were traveling with the Duanmu Family.
Han Yang felt that these Families were probably vassals of the Duanmu Family, or at least closely related.
As for the Han Family, their ancestor was an Outer Sect Disciple, a pure small fry, and should no longer be alive.
Everyone had actually arrived at Yuyue City, but Yuyue City was simply too large, with planting fields and large estates everywhere in its outer areas.
It took about half a day more to reach the relatively prosperous Inner City.
“Brother Yang, this carriage is so big!
It’s pulled by eight horses, and it can seat dozens of people!
These horses even have scales!
They must have Demon Beast Bloodline!”
No sooner had Duanmu Xi finished speaking than the locals of Yuyue City looked at the Duanmu Family group with eyes that seemed to say they were bumpkins, their faces full of arrogance, as if they were superior.
Han Yang ignored them.
This kind of pecking order existed everywhere.
He looked in the direction Duanmu Xi was pointing, and heard someone shouting.
“Everyone’s here, let’s go.
Watch your step, and call out if you need to stop along the way.”
Han Yang finally understood.
Yuyue City was simply too big; rather than calling it a city, it was more like a vast region, so there were large public carriages everywhere.
Duanmu Xi’s Third Uncle spoke again.
“We’ll first settle down at the Duanmu Family’s lodging here.
Afterwards, you can go explore.
No danger will occur in Yuyue City.
Fighting is also forbidden here, and there are Golden Core Cultivators guarding it.
There are also our Myriad Dao sect’s enforcement teams along the way.”
After Duanmu Hui finished speaking, he took out a token from his Storage Pouch and gave it to Duanmu Xi.
“Niece, this is my token.
If you really encounter any trouble, just show the token.”
The caravan accelerated again, and half an hour later, everyone arrived at a large complex of courtyards, with the characters “Duanmu” written above the entrance.
There were two huge stone lions at the gate, and some guards.
Duanmu Hui led everyone directly into the mansion.
Through Duanmu Hui’s conversations with others, Han Yang also managed to unravel the doubts he had not voiced before.
It turned out that the Duanmu Family in Jiayuan City was a branch Family, while the one in Yuyue City should be the main lineage.
Everyone quickly settled down.
Duanmu Xi, being young, was a bit impatient and wanted to explore this prosperous Yuyue City.
She pulled Han Yang and went out.
“Oh, Brother Yang, do the people here all eat Spirit Rice?”
Han Yang looked at the rice shops along the road.
There were many types of rice, including ordinary rice and Spirit Rice.
Upon closer inspection, it said “1 Spirit Stone for one hundred catties.” As for ordinary rice, it was traded with gold and silver.
He then saw a gold shop, with a sign at the entrance stating today’s Spirit Stone exchange rate: ten thousand one hundred taels for 1 Spirit Stone.
It was somewhat similar to how common copper coins were exchanged for silver, with the price varying daily, and some price difference likely occurring in between.
The two of them had quite an eye-opening experience.
Duanmu Xi held a map and said.
“Brother Yang, this map says South City Market, but only Cultivators can enter here.
I wonder if our tokens will allow us to enter?”
“Should we go explore?
I’m so curious!”
Han Yang hesitated and said.
“Sister Xi’er, I think we should forget it for now.
Everyone inside is a Cultivator.
It might be inappropriate for us to go in now, and there are still a few days until the Disciple recruitment.
If you want to explore, ask your Third Uncle later and see what he says.”
Duanmu Xi was a little disappointed but still nodded.
“Alright, then let’s take a carriage to see Xinghua now.”
The two of them had been looked down upon quite a bit today.
But they also knew that carriages could be ridden with gold and silver.
Basically, apart from Spirit Rice and some low-level medicinal materials, there were almost no other Cultivator items within the city.
It was estimated that the real trading places for Cultivators were all in the South City Market.
Soon, the two found a carriage waiting point by following the road signs.
Han Yang threw a piece of broken silver, and after about a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the Blossoming Garden Restaurant mentioned in Han Xinghua’s letter.
Han Yang stopped a waiter and said.
“Waiter, has there been a Han Family caravan checking in today?
I’m looking for someone.”
Before long, Han Xinghua, with a joyful expression, scurried down from the second floor to the first, followed by her sister Han Xingzhi, who looked a bit dispirited.
“Brother Yang, I knew you would come looking for me.”
Duanmu Xi, seeing Han Xinghua act as if she hadn’t seen her, coughed discontentedly and said.
“Sister Xinghua, long time no see.”
Afterward, everyone found a private room.
All the Young Masters and Young Misses of the Han Family were present, including the Family Head, Han Haiyan.
Han Yang and Duanmu Xi experienced being honoured guests.
During the meal, the Han Family Head became even more enthusiastic when he learned that Han Yang had a Spiritual Root, as if Han Yang were his long-lost son.
After the meal, they set a time for the Spiritual Root test.
Han Yang did not stay at the restaurant but returned to the Duanmu Family’s residence with Duanmu Xi.
After they left, Han Xingzhi said with some dissatisfaction.
“It’s only been one day, and Han Yang has already run off with Duanmu Xi.
He’s not a good person either.”
The Han Family Head, Han Haiyan slapped the table forcefully, startling everyone, and then said with a serious expression.
“Silence!
After Han Yang encountered our Family’s guards ambushing him on the road, he is still willing to come and acknowledge us after receiving the letter.
This is already very commendable!”
“Furthermore, Han Yang has a Spiritual Root.
He is no longer our Family’s servant.
Now that he has boarded the Duanmu Family’s ship, his future is limitless!
Remember, from now on, when you see him, you must treat him with the courtesy due to an Elder Brother!
Do not mention past events again!”
“Xinghua, the others can be excused, but you must maintain a good relationship with Han Yang from now on.
Of course, if none of you have Spiritual Roots, then our Family should migrate out of Song Country.”
“To avoid suffering at the hands of Han Da’s Family later.”
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