Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 327 Summer Grass

The two followed the plump fat man into the familiar blind box hall on the right, and saw blind boxes neatly arranged in the room.

"Please, both of you." The plump fat man extended his hand and saluted. He guessed that it was not the first time for these two people to draw a blind box, so he didn't say any more nonsense.

Duanmu Lan didn't hesitate and began to check the blind boxes one by one with great interest.

"This one." Finally, she stopped and pointed to a blind box.

The fat man cast a spell, and the blind box opened, revealing a fifth-level alchemy furnace inside. "Oh, this alchemy furnace is only worth 50 yuan outside, you two have to keep up the good work."

Duanmu Lan's eyes showed doubt: "Shouldn't it be?"

Wang Qiye was also surprised: "Why did you fail this time?"

Duanmu Lan reluctantly put away the alchemy furnace and walked towards the next blind box. Soon, she picked another one. "This one."

The fat man cast another spell, and the blind box opened. "Oh, this furnace is also worth 50 yuan outside. Come on, both of you. There is only one left."

Duanmu Lan and Wang Qiye looked at each other and understood: "It seems that the black market is not stupid. They have come up with a corresponding strategy. On this basis, they have tricked the two of them. If we continue to search according to the previous method, it goes without saying that we will find another furnace worth 50 spirit stones."

Duanmu Lan turned to the next blind box. She turned it around twice and was out of ideas.

"This is it." She said angrily, pointing at the blind box next to the one she had just opened.

At this point, it’s really like drawing a blind box.

The plump fat man cast another spell, and the blind box opened. "Congratulations, both of you. This fifth-level alchemy furnace is worth 80 spirit stones outside."

Wang Qiye breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally not the worst fifth-tier alchemy furnace. Otherwise, Wang Qiye would have thought that the black market was out of his reach and would have just gotten some low-priced alchemy furnaces.

Duanmu Lan's dark face finally looked better, but he still put the alchemy furnace into the storage bag with some dissatisfaction. This time, he didn't make any money from the blind box draw, but lost money.

The two had already spent all their spiritual stones on the black market, so they didn't plan to stay any longer, so they followed No. 9915 back to the room. The little girl followed closely behind them and also entered the room.

Wang Qiye threw a large piece of clothing on her body, covering her whole body. When the little girl opened her clothes and exposed her eyes, the two people in front of her had already returned the robe to the wall and replaced it with a strange hooded shape.

The three followed 9915 and came to the teleportation array leaving the market town.

Wang Qiye threw 100 spirit stones behind him and stepped onto the teleportation array.

"Thank you, our guest. I hope you will come again next time!" No. 9915 bowed deeply.

In a flash of white light, the three disappeared in the black market.

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After leaving the black market, Wang Qiye was in a bad mood, and Duanmu Lan's face was also very bad. She had not yet recovered from the failure of the blind box drawing just now.

Only this little girl, with her big, bright eyes, kept looking at the outside world. She still seemed unable to believe that she had escaped from that hell.

After they walked for more than a mile, Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan took off their hoods and masks and burned them.

The little girl followed suit, took off her loose clothes and threw them into the fire.

Duanmu Lan released the flying carpet and jumped on it first. Wang Qiye lay on it like a dead fish. At this moment, he no longer had the thought of hugging Duanmu Lan.

The little girl sat beside him timidly, and after the flying carpet took off, she only dared to hold on to the corner of his clothes.

The three of them were silent for a while, and they flew straight for a whole day.

Wang Qiye stood up and said, "Stop at the village over there."

Duanmu Lan's face turned pale for a moment, but she didn't dare to disobey Wang Qiye. The flying carpet was no longer stable as before, and it flew shakily downwards.

The little girl didn't realize anything yet and was still looking around curiously.

The flying carpet was close to the ground. Wang Qiye grabbed the little girl by the scruff of her neck, lifted her up, and then dropped the flying carpet.

Duanmu Lan was trembling all over. She could already imagine that Wang Qiye would find a small forest and take her in soon.

The little girl struggled to stand up, but was hit on the head by a spiritual stone.

"Take this spirit stone with you, find a small family at the foot of the mountain, and live a stable life." Wang Qiye said without emotion.

Wang Qiye threw away 12 spirit stones without blinking an eye. He was no longer the timid little loser he used to be.

For some reason, the little girl burst into tears and rushed over like a madman. "I don't want it!"

However, the flying carpet had already risen into the air, making it impossible for her to reach it.

Looking at the flying carpet that was going farther and farther away and about to fall, the little girl looked desperate. She had forgotten how many times she had been abandoned.

Duanmu Lan also looked desperate because Wang Qiye had already chosen the location.

Suddenly, Wang Qiye seemed to sense something, threw a spirit stone down from the flying carpet, and then sighed softly.

After being abandoned, the little girl was overwhelmed by despair. She was filled with grief and anger, her eyes were full of determination, and she even pulled out a knife and wanted to commit suicide.

At this critical moment, Wang Qiye shook his wrist, threw out a spirit stone, and accurately knocked her knife away.

Seeing the little girl's desperate and helpless look, Wang Qiye sighed, with a complex emotion in his heart. "At such a young age, she has such a vicious heart. I don't know whether it will be good or bad to send her to the mountains in the future."

The flying carpet wobbled and fell down again. This time it was because Duanmu Lan was too excited and couldn't control the flying carpet well.

The little girl saw the flying carpet return again, but she still maintained the look of wanting to commit suicide, without showing any joy on her face.

"What's your name?" Wang Qiye stared at the small village below, his eyes seeming to be filled with thoughts.

The little girl remained silent, but the tears in her eyes continued to fall like beads from a broken string.

Duanmu Lan jumped off the flying carpet and reached out to pinch her little face. "Don't be in a daze, I'm asking you a question!"

Perhaps it was the pain from being pinched that woke the little girl up from her dream. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face and responded: "."

Duanmu Lan hurriedly explained: "They only have numbers, and the numbers are their names."

Wang Qiye nodded slightly, without making any comment. "Then are you willing to follow this woman in front of you in the future? If she tells you to live, you live; if she tells you to die, you die."

The little girl reacted instantly and knelt down towards Duanmu Lan, "I do."

"Then you will be called Xia Cao from now on. Your life is as humble as the weeds on this mountain." Wang Qiye looked at the weeds on the mountain with a flat tone.

"Master, Xia Cao is your person when alive and your ghost when dead." After the little girl said this, she kowtowed three times heavily, and blood instantly covered her forehead.

Duanmu Lan was in a very good mood, "Get up, just call me Miss from now on."

"Yes, Miss." Xia Cao then stood up and cast a cleansing spell to wash away all the dirt on her body, revealing a clean appearance. However, tears rolled down her face, which had just been washed.

The three of them got on the flying carpet again, and the flying carpet shot towards Lingxi Valley as swiftly as an arrow.

Duanmu Lan was worried about another accident, so he exerted his spiritual power to the extreme, wishing he could fly to Lingxi Valley immediately.

Wang Qiye was exhausted. He lay tiredly on the flying carpet and fell into a deep sleep.

The prey that he had finally caught had escaped like this. The quiet woman that he had been dreaming about now made him even more worried. His desire to conquer her was like a wildfire, becoming stronger and stronger.

The little girl Xia Cao held on to the flying carpet tightly. Her small body swayed with the ups and downs of the carpet. She was just like a weak weed, in danger of being thrown off the carpet at any time.

After a day, the group returned to the Qingshi Pavilion.

Wang Qiye stretched his body and jumped off the flying carpet easily. However, Xia Cao had already exhausted all his strength and collapsed on the flying carpet.

It was truly a miracle that she was not thrown off the carpet.

Duanmu Lan took a quick glance without bothering to do anything, then performed a levitation spell.

Xia Cao slowly rose up, like a light balloon, floating behind the two of them. She looked at her master with gratitude, and silently kept this kindness in her heart.

"Is this heaven?" It was my first time setting foot in the outside world. Compared to the dark and humid environment, this place seemed like a dreamland.

The quiet woman and the short-haired young man climbed up the stairs together. The long bluestone steps made her feel extremely novel as she floated in the air.

When she saw the big mountain gate, the three big characters "Qingshi Pavilion" on it shocked her even more.

"Who are you?" A disciple from Qingshi Pavilion who was guarding the mountain gate stepped forward and bowed.

"Duanmu Lan from Qingyao Peak."

"Qiye, the king of Qingzhu Peak."

After the two returned the gift, they put down the balloon-like summer grass.

Xia Cao knelt hurriedly, not daring to raise her head. The pressure unintentionally released by the Third Realm cultivator was too much for a small Qi Refining cultivator like her to bear.

The guarding disciple glanced at the two people, and the jade pendants hanging on their waists all lit up. After confirming, he looked at a little girl kneeling on the stone slab and frowned. "Who is she?"

"I picked it up on the roadside." Duanmu Lan said calmly.

The disciple who was guarding her carefully glanced at the little girl lying on the ground several times before nodding his head. "Who among you will guarantee her?"

"Me." It was still Duanmu Lan.

"What's her name? Once registered, it can't be changed." The guarding disciple confirmed again.

Duanmu Lan replied nonchalantly: "Xiacao, the summer of summer, the grass of weeds."

No. 1 vaguely knew that from this moment on, her fate was closely linked to the hostess in front of her.

"Senior Brother Liao, there is a newcomer coming up the mountain. Please take a look at him." After the disciple guarding the mountain finished the registration, he turned around respectfully and bowed to an old man who was meditating.

Senior Brother Liao then stopped meditating and opened his eyes. His sharp eyes saw through the little girl.

Wang Qiye sighed, the sect’s defense was still quite strong, at least others couldn’t easily sneak into Lingxi Valley.

"go in."

After reading it, Brother Liao closed his eyes and continued to meditate on the spot.