
Since signing the agreement with Suma Xiulan, Gou Long traveled with the group of Alchemists, the farmer's clothes worn by Gou Long have also been replaced with clothes given by Chung Munna. Only his face was still covered with clay.
This is the suit that Alchemists usually wear, this suit includes a set of blue robes embroidered with the Earth Realm Alchemist emblem right on the chest. From the suit is what makes it easier for people to know the realm of the Alchemists.
This shared journey they had traveled for three more days, after passing through various hills and forests according to Han Zhong/Uncle Han's estimation, they would arrive at Heitu city right on the afternoon of the fourth day.
During this trip Gou Long always sat down with Han Zhong, they took turns being chariot charioteers. Chung Munna and Chung Bau Im rode in front and acted as the road opener.
Due to frequent conversations with Han Zhong, Gou Long learned of the new fact that Han Zhong was not an Alchemist. He lived in the Alchemist Guild as a protector as well as a teacher of Suma Xiulan, so it was no wonder when from that group only he had managed to reach the early stage Sky Realm.
The choice of Suma Xiulan to tie the agreement with Gou Long also gained other benefits for them, at least Gou Long always cooked a good meal during that trip, he had enough time to prepare food for all of them. After all since the last ambush failed, this trip had not shown any signs of danger.
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That afternoon, in front of the gates of Heitu City seemed to be in line for the newcomers who were about to enter the City, there was no mistreatment nor any other kind of arbitrary action by the city guards against these immigrants. Which shows that the Lord of this City must be a fair and firm person.
Among these long lines, were seen the party of chariots and people wearing the robes of Alchemists, they were the entourage of Suma Xiulan. The city gatekeepers who recognized the Alchemist robe, immediately came to the entourage.
“Let's gentlemen!” bring one of the city gatekeepers.
“Work as an Alchemist is highly appreciated in this city, gentlemen do not need to queue here, please just go straight into the city.” Continue the officer.
The party immediately came out of line and entered Heitu City without any significant obstacles.
Heitu City was the last city located in the South before reaching the border forest that connects the South with the Middle Mainland, you could say this city is a suburb of the southern area. However, the city is very crowded because people who come and go always alternate every day.
Just before the magrib, the group of Alchemists finally stopped at a food stall that provided lodging. Chung Bau Im moved quickly by ordering 3 rooms for the five of them, Suma Xiulan, Han Zhong, Gou Long and Chung Munna immediately moved to one of the empty tables by the window, Chung Bau Im who was ready to book a room also joined them.
The atmosphere of this stall is very crowded, especially at the front end straight between the rows of tables and chairs they provide a staging stage. It looks like a beautiful girl is playing a lute, her long fingers move beautifully and quickly play around with each string of tones that make the sound of a casual song.
Each tone of the song he played, provides its own comfort for the shop customers. Gou Long was initially not very attentive with the girl who played the lute, then after the girl played a few notes of the song, she began to change the tone of this song into an accompanying tone.
Shortly after the tone changed, accompanied by the tone by an old grandfather who spoke and told stories, both the tone of the lute and the story of the grandfather were very in line and complementary.
What Gou Long focused on was not their compatibility, but the story the grandfather brought was a story about two big news that happened in the southern area recently. The grandfather told him very clearly, the person who heard it was like seeing the incident himself.
Gou Long continued to listen to the story that the grandfather brought, as he continued with the second story. This was a story from a one-sided view only, where he told of a disciple boy from the Heavenly Dragon Sect who got lost by training and cultivating the Yin air.
The misguidedness of that disciple continued on by ravaging the Sect and messing up the Sect tournament so that the tournament ended with no winner.
The grandfather also told about the greatness of the perverted disciple. Gou Long's heart that listened to the story that Grandfather brought felt like it was in a stir, lucky face Gou Long smeared with clay, so that no one could guess his expression.
However, the story told by the grandfather was stopped by the sound of a booming laugh, even shaking the floor of the stall.
“Ha ha ha!.” the sound of laughter is long, and pressing the rhythm of the tone of the lute that the comfort girl picked.
“Braakk!”
“Stop telling nonsense! I watched with my own eyes the tournament organized by the Sky Dragon Sect a week ago.”.
A stall visitor who was drunk heavily, breaking the table and refuting the story brought by the Grandfather, the visitor also previously heard the sound of a booming laugh.
Gou Long was like acquiring a helper god, with a rebuttal from the drunken visitor. The situation inside the food stall now changed completely, at this time everyone's focus was on the man who was heavily drunk, both the girl who played the lute and the grandfather who told the story had stopped their activities.
Everyone seems to want to hear the continuation of the story from his mouth, because only a fool does not understand, that the most honest person in the world is just a drunk. When a drunk says, the truth is assured.
However, expectations and events are far different, the person does not even tell a story. He laughed and cursed at the caretakers and the foolish elders of the Heavenly Dragon Sect. In such a drunken state, he still had time to explain the philosophy of life.
While taking out and holding the sword in hand, which frightened the stall visitor, the drunk man said, “What is wrong with one's cultivation? Be it cold or hot, isn't this the same?.”
“Not his cultivation is perverted, but his person is a perverted person, for example this sword.” the man paused for a moment and swung the sword in his hand.
“This sword if not used for fighting will not be dangerous, if only used to cut chickens, is not this just a chicken cutter sword? If it is used to kill people. Isn't this still the same sword?”
“What fantasy is perverted? This sword or the one who uses this sword?.”
“They only saw one side of cultivation, whereas the hot element of lightning he played was more powerful. He could even walk around on his lightning element, he was like a person riding a lightning bolt.”.
After saying such words, the man was already unable to endure his drunkenness anymore, he collapsed on the floor unconscious. Some of the waiters immediately moved quickly and then swept the heavily drunk man into his room.