Chapter 33: Horse Immortal

Since you want to experience the feeling of wind‑racing and lightning‑fast, you can't take the ordinary road!

Chen Shicheng patted La Tiao, signaling him to hold on, then leapt onto the window. With the puzzled gazes of passing NPCs, he sprang up, imitating the way Shuigu Tang left, and began his parkour journey on the rooftop.

Pressing his feet down, his body instantly became a after‑image, and the next moment he appeared on the opposite rooftop about twenty meters from the brothel.

Chen Shicheng kept moving; with his second step, the massive force, under the Skill of the Perfect level, spread across the whole roof, leaving the tiles unscathed, and he stepped onto the next foothold at a speed twenty percent faster than his first step.

"Cool!"

He kept moving, stepping eight times in a row, and his speed surged to the maximum.

At such a high speed, even the breeze that could only flutter his sleeves felt solid, giving Chen Shicheng the illusion of running in water.

Though he hadn't yet broken through or approached the sound barrier, his speed was already at a terrifyingly legendary level.

The ordinary NPCs below, hearing the sound of his clothes rubbing the air, turned to look, but he had already vanished from the spot and sprinted hundreds of meters away.

Only the lucky few who happened to be there when he landed could glimpse a flash of a figure; everyone else merely heard the sound and didn't even know someone had "flown" overhead.

This speed may be slightly less agile, but on a straight‑line acceleration track it already rivals Yu Wei's speed that night.

Thus, if he meets that pervert again, even if he can't beat him, he can simply turn and run—no longer the desperate little Karami.

After circling the town's outer edge on the rooftops ten times, Chen Shicheng finally felt satisfied and stopped in front of a patrol of soldiers on the town's east side.

He took a few deep breaths, steadied his rapid breathing, walked up to the soldiers and asked, "Excuse me, I'd like to know—there's a Horse Immortal old lady around here; do you know where she lives?"

At first the soldiers were a bit wary of Chen Shicheng's sudden appearance, but once they saw his face, smiles immediately spread across them.

"Of course we know. Follow this alley straight in; when you reach the dead‑end where there's no road, you'll see three small courtyards. The one without a couplet on its gate is the one you're looking for."

"Heaven helps the virtuous, and the wicked are left alone; the ancients never deceive me!"

Watching the patrol soldiers' attitudes shift so noticeably, Chen Shicheng felt a quiet thrill—who would have thought a task that was easy to pick up and offered no tangible reward could bring him such a benefit?

With someone behind him ready to help, and relying on his current reputation among the Iron‑forging Town guards, a single encounter with that Yu Wei could let him kill him once! "Thanks!"

After parting from the patrol soldiers, Chen Shicheng followed the directions they gave, walking all the way to the deepest part of the alley.

There are three small courtyards here; the gate of the left courtyard has no couplet, so it must be the Horse Immortal old lady's home.

He stepped forward, gently knocked on the door, and stepped back two paces, waiting for a response from inside.

Soon, footsteps sounded from within the courtyard, and someone arrived at the door and stopped.

"Who's there?"

An aged voice sounded from behind the door; Chen Shicheng quickly gathered his spirit and said, "Hello, I heard you sell Elixirs that replenish Qi, so I—"

"No, go look elsewhere." Before he could finish, the person inside cut him off impatiently, their tone so harsh that Chen Shicheng was taken aback.

". Not that—I was told by a little servant from Rolling Cloud Tower that you sell them here. Did I come to the wrong place?" Chen Shicheng stepped back two paces and looked around the courtyard doors.

That's right, isn't it? This is the deepest part of the alley, there are only three courtyards, and only this one's gate lacks a couplet.

The old voice inside seemed to have heard his muttering; the footsteps that had gone away turned back to the door again, "Who sent you here?"

After recalling the servant's appearance, Chen Shicheng replied, "A little servant from Rolling Cloud Tower, about twenty years old, with a mole under his left eye."

"Tie Dan."

The person inside paused for a moment, then slowly opened the big door, revealing an aged face before Chen Shicheng.

Wrinkles sagged so heavily they could crush a mosquito, and his eyes were clouded with white film, giving the sudden impression of a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Moreover, the old lady's clothing was indescribable; Chen Shicheng, lacking knowledge, couldn't name it, but it looked almost identical to a longevity robe.

The waning sun bled red, the dim alley was eerie, and the strange old lady stared.

For a moment he even thought he was playing a horror‑themed game.

"What, not buying the medicine?" The old lady saw Chen Shicheng staring blankly, her expression displeased as she prepared to close the door.

Fortunately, Chen Shicheng reacted faster; just as the door was about to close, he slipped his hand into the crack and stopped her.

"Buy, I'll buy!"

He forced a grin, squeezed through the door crack, and followed the stumbling old lady inside.

The room had no candles and was rather dim, but a sliver of lingering sunlight allowed Chen Shicheng to barely make out the furnishings.

Chairs and stools were plentiful, though aged; beside them stood a cabinet holding bowls and chopsticks, one leg missing and propped up by a stone of roughly the same height.

Directly opposite the door stood an offering table, topped with an object covered by a red cloth that looked like a plaque; in front of it sat a censer filled with burnt incense ash.

Thinking of the old lady's trade, Chen Shicheng mused that beneath the red cloth should be the great spirit she worships, though he didn't know which lineage.

"Don't look, there's nothing worth seeing."

As he was pondering, the old lady lifted the inner curtain, stepped out, and placed a slightly rough little box in front of Chen Shicheng, "Elixir, five taels of silver; no objections, pay and leave."

Chen Shicheng quickly took the box, opened it, and examined the Elixir inside.

Thumb‑size, red, and when brought close emitted a faint fragrance; the effect seemed strong—just a sniff made his blood surge.

Good stuff! 【Spring‑Returning Pill: Horse Immortal family crafts this pill from ginseng, deer antler, musk, horny goat weed and other herbs using a special method; after use it stabilizes the body and Yang, restores 30% Qi and blood in five seconds, and the Yang rise lasts for thirty minutes.】

(End of Chapter)