Some chatelains even deliberately released the spiritual pressure to let those who had lower cultivation kneel down, so they could step on their backs to go into the town.
Those cultivators could only take it.
Seeing that scene, Logus said in whispers by Pacero’s ears with a smile, “The way those chatalains of Beiba do things is consistent with my style.”
Pacero glanced at him and looked away.
Behind them, Bu Qi asked Xiang Lv in a low voice, “If your shifu sees you being with a ghost cultivator, do you think he would disown you as his disciple.”
Xiang Lv, “…”
Bu Qi smiled, “Judging from your appearance, I know you didn’t tell your shifu that our shifu’s partner is a ghost cultivator.”
Xiang Lv, “…”
He was so absorbed in explaining the matter of him taking the second shifu that he forgot to say that Yin Jinye was a ghost cultivator. If his shifu knew about it, he would probably never forgive him.
Bu Qi took out a mask and gave it to him, “Put it on.”
Xiang Lv hesitated, then took the mask and put it on, “Thank you.”
As the children entered the town and saw the streets decorated with lanterns and streamers, they all cheered with excitement, and rushed into the crowd.
The shadow guards immediately followed behind.
Rong Yi and Yin Jinye got off the back of the white peacock, looked around and exclaimed, “How lively!”
Yin Jinye asked him, “In your world there is no such centennial meeting?”
“Yes, but it’s not called the centennial meeting. But it uses a different name each time, and it’s usually held by those big families. So, it’s not so lively.” On thinking that there were so many ingredients he could buy here, Rong Yi felt extra excited, “When will it begin?”
“It began as soon as we entered the town.” Yin Jinye told him about the rules of the meeting, “If someone asks to compete with you, you can say no, but if someone uses an invitation, you must accept it. The winner can ask the loser to do one thing, or he can ask the loser to give him the thing they used to fight.”
“Invitation? Where do people get it?”
“The chatelain of Liancheng will make some invitation stickers in advance and hide them in any possible place in the town. It depends on who could find it.”
Rong Yi thought it was unfair, “Wouldn’t it be unfair if the chatelain reveals the location of the invitation to his friends or relatives in advance? Or what if someone finds it through the divine sense?”
“That wouldn’t happen. Usually the chatelain would invite the abbot of Guangyin Temple to make or hide the invitation. You know, Buddha cultivators treat everyone fairly, of course he wouldn’t tell anyone, and the invitation might just be a paper invitation, it might be a plant, or a living evil beast. So however high one’s cultivation is, he could find it through the divine sense.”
“That’s fair enough, but if we don’t know what invitation is like, how are we going to look for it?”
“Whatever you think might be an invitation, take it away and wait for the chatelain to announce the answer at noon.”
“Can I take anything from someone else’s stall if I think it might be the invitation?”
“As long as you pay.”
“…” Rong Yi felt he had asked a stupid question, “So what are we going to do now?”
Yin Jinye’s eyes swept around, “See if those people around got any object you want to compete for.”
Hearing him, Rong Yi noticed that those people around were all holding magic weapons or what in their hands.
“I’ll challenge you.” Suddenly a woman shouted.
As soon as they heard someone wanted to compete, they crowded round.
Rong Yi curiously took the hand of Yin Jinye and came to the back of the crowd, asked the cultivator in front, “What are you they going to compete for?”
That cultivator said, “They haven’t said anything yet. So, I also have no idea.”
Rong Yi elbowed his way through the crowd, then saw a female cultivator wearing a blue dress pointing at another female cultivator wearing a pink dress, “I want to compete for your dress!”
Rong Yi, “!!!”
Seriously?
The female cultivator in pink looked at her with a frown.
The female cultivator in the blue dress said proudly, “Dare you compete with me?”
The female cultivator in the pink dress didn’t want to say yes, but the little girl next to her said, “Senior sister, don’t be afraid. Accept her challenge. Your pink dress is definitely not inferior to hers.”
Rong Yi then looked down at his own robes, and asked Yin Jinye through sound transmission, “How much are my robes worth?”
Yin Jinye answered, “Fifty fairy spiritual stones.”
“Holy shit! So I am running everywhere wearing fifty fairy spiritual stones?? Rong Yi checked his own robes and noticed they were no common robes, but a set of equipment having been refined according to his formula, “Daddy, did you refine my robes.”
“Hmm.”
“Then do you think anyone can compete with what I am wearing?”
“I guess.” Yin Jinye was not sure, “nevertheless, you need not worry. Even if you lose, it’s just some clothes.”
