Chapter 87: The Return Gift is Worrying (Added for Alliance Leader Niangkou Sansan)

On this journey, Liu Xiaolou hadn't rested well. Today, he finally suffered and succeeded, and was able to have a comfortable sleep.

He slept for more than an hour, and in a daze, he heard movement outside and finally woke up.

He heard the Bai Yun Swordsman outside the main room say, "... It is indeed Yun."

Another voice sounded, with a very respectful tone. "My master said that if it is indeed the Bai Yun Swordsman, he will come to meet you in person. Please wait a moment, Young Master Yun."

The Bai Yun Swordsman said, "How dare I? If Uncle has time, I will naturally go to pay my respects. Steward Song, please lead the way."

The steward said, "How dare I? Then Young Master Yun, please follow me..."

Footsteps sounded, and the Bai Yun Swordsman followed the steward of Shenwu Villa out of the courtyard, leaving Liu Xiaolou in the room to ponder. He thought, does the Bai Yun Swordsman have such a big face? The master treats him so differently, and wants to see him before seeking marriage. From this point of view, although this villa looks stylish, I am afraid it is far inferior to the Li family of Damu Mountain. Even the Zheng family of Luo Mountain wouldn't be like this.

Since that's the case, could this family be just a facade? Then the return gift after the matter is finished will be a problem...

But on second thought, being able to set up a sound insulation array for a waterfall, this family doesn't look like they are short of spirit stones, right?

A bit strange!

After pondering for a while, he decided to go out and walk around to see what the situation was. He left this guest courtyard, followed the corridor to another courtyard, and suddenly saw a person sitting by the flower terrace, looking up at the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, where a few birds were jumping around.

Liu Xiaolou was already experienced and saw that this person was under thirty, so he knew that he was also here to seek marriage. He just didn't know which high-ranking family he came from.

So he stepped forward and cupped his hands. "Brother, I pay my respects."

Walking close, Liu Xiaolou's eyelids suddenly jumped, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He saw that this brother's clothes were clean, but that green robe was already a bit white, and he didn't know how many times it had been washed. There was even a patch on the trouser leg.

This was not a descendant of a high-ranking family; this was a broken family, living a life even worse than his own. With such a character, he dared to come to propose marriage? Either he was too confident and couldn't see reality, or he was like himself, playing wishful thinking.

After a simple conversation, Liu Xiaolou was certain that this person belonged to the latter, a person of the same path. Because he hadn't even entered the threshold of cultivation, and had only opened one and a half meridians, he was at most a Xiong Xiong Wushi.

There is a chain of contempt in the world of the world. The famous great sects of the cave heavens look down on high-ranking families, high-ranking families look down on loose cultivator sects, loose cultivator sects look down on gangs, gangs look down on ordinary loose cultivators, ordinary loose cultivators look down on wild cultivator bandits, and wild cultivator bandits look down on martial masters of the world.

Take Liu Xiaolou for example. He and his fellow loose cultivators of Wulong Mountain considered themselves to be at the level of ordinary loose cultivators, but the famous great sects classified them as wild cultivator bandits, all at the bottom of the chain of contempt. The so-called one layer is lower than the other, but whether it is an ordinary loose cultivator or a wild cultivator bandit, they all look down on ordinary martial masters, so Liu Xiaolou had no intention of talking more to this person—just an ordinary martial master, what does he know?

So he went to another guest courtyard. This time he finally met an ordinary loose cultivator, but the other party's cultivation realm was also at the third level of Qi Refinement, and his appearance was ordinary, far less handsome than Liu Xiaolou. Feeling inferior, he developed deep hostility, was very cold to Liu Xiaolou's greeting, and didn't know anything when asked.

Whether he really didn't know or pretended not to know, Liu Xiaolou knew it clearly in his heart, so he had to shake his head and leave.

This guy, small-minded!

He didn't have a smooth time finding friends here, but he discovered a problem. Most of the young cultivators who came to seek marriage didn't have a high background, and some could even be called shabby. Conditions like his were actually in the middle among these suitors.

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The grade of Shenwu Villa's marriage-seeking grand meeting was not enough.

If the grade was not enough, it meant that the return gift might have problems, which made him feel a trace of anxiety.

But since he was already here, he couldn't retreat. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of hard work? If there were no spirit stones, mixing ten or twenty taels of silver would be better than nothing. If he could mix in spiritual wine to drink, that would be an unexpected joy. Liu Xiaolou's expectations dropped significantly.

Because the conversation was not agreeable, he "met by chance" several suitors and lost interest. He didn't even find out the surname of the master, which was truly a failure.

Among them, there was a guy surnamed Dong who was full of vigilance toward him, full of disagreement, and looked at him with cold eyes. He didn't know where he had provoked him.

Finally, he had the nerve to pull over a maid and found out that the master of this family was surnamed Su. As for this marriage-seeking grand meeting, the maid answered that she didn't know. She probably was given a gag order by the master, so he couldn't find out much useful information.

While Liu Xiaolou was inquiring everywhere, the Bai Yun Swordsman was drinking tea in the flower hall of the villa, chatting with the master.

The master was over fifty, not yet old, but had silver hair. After inviting the Bai Yun Swordsman to sit down, he asked, "I heard that nephew entered the mountain for my daughter's affair. It is truly puzzling. I don't know why?"

The Bai Yun Swordsman said respectfully, "Your daughter is beautiful and virtuous, firm and talented. Those who admire and seek her are like crucian carp crossing the river. It is a pity that I have no fate with her, otherwise I would definitely arrive with thick gifts and beg with humble words."

Su Zhi sighed. "My daughter is arrogant and willful. It is a great pity that I cannot marry into your family."

The Bai Yun Swordsman was silent for a moment and raised his tea to toast.

Su Zhi asked again, "I heard that nephew is going to get married. Is it the Zhu family daughter?"

The Bai Yun Swordsman hesitated. "This is a matter for the elders in the family, not something I can speak of."

Su Zhi thought for a while, holding a glimmer of hope and asked, "Then nephew came here this time..."

The Su family of Shenwu Villa and the Yun family of Bai Yun Villa had a deep friendship, and Su Zhi's daughter and Yun Ao were playmates when they were young. He was also very satisfied with Yun Ao. If it was a blessing from heaven that Yun Ao was truly interested in the fifth daughter Su Xi, that would be an unexpected joy.

It was a pity that things in the world were always not as one wished. The ideal son-in-law candidate in Su Zhi's eyes was not here for Su Xi. He only heard the Bai Yun Swordsman hesitate, "I am also going to get married. I want to see if... Wan Niang is here... If I can see her once..."

The expectation fell through. Su Zhi shook his head and said, "The ninth daughter is not in the villa. She has been traveling the world for more than two years. Besides, she is only raised in my family, not born to me. You know I cannot be her master."

The Bai Yun Swordsman felt a burst of sadness, nodded slightly, and had nothing to say for a long time, just nodding constantly. For a long time, he suddenly wanted to escape from here, so he said, "Then... I will take my leave."

Su Zhi stopped him. "I heard that nephew brought a companion here this time?"

The Bai Yun Swordsman's mind was no longer here, so he said briefly, "He is called Liu Xiaolou. I am not familiar with him. He is a wild cultivator from Wulong Mountain. We just met on the road. I think he heard that your uncle is seeking a son-in-law, so he wants to come and try his luck."

Su Zhi frowned. "Wulong Mountain?"

The Bai Yun Swordsman smiled and said, "I heard he is the Sect Master of the Three Mystical Sect. I don't know why the Li family of Damu Mountain also sent him a post."

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