Chapter 901: Xuyu, Wànlíng Chéng

"You guys in Xuyu, remember to take care of yourselves..."

Yun Batian looked reluctant, knowing the time of parting had come, and sorrow welled up unavoidably.

Yun Batian turned into a nag, having finished reminding Ye Qingran, then went on to remind the two little great-grandsons; Yun Zhongyue couldn't stand it and interrupted, "Father, I and Second Brother also want to go to Xuyu—why aren't you reminding us?"

Yun Batian glared at Yun Zhongyue and said, "Just stay put where you're going; better yet, don't come back! Out of sight, out of mind!"

Yun Zhongyue: "......"

They were picked up, right?

"Take care, Great-Grandfather, we'll come back to see you soon."

Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen stood at the door, waving at Yun Batian, whose heart was filled with reluctance.

"Let's go."

Ye Qingran couldn't bear to look at Yun Batian either; she was actually afraid of this scene, so she simply took the children's hands and passed through the gate to Xuyu.

Thus, a brand-new journey began.

Xuyu.

Ling Domain.

Wànlíng Chéng.

Ye Qingran held one child's hand, then discovered the child's father was missing.

"Who was holding your father's hand just now?"

Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen shook their heads in unison.

Ye Qingran narrowed her eyes, "No lying!"

Xiao Chen pouted, "It was me."

"Xiao Chen, tell Mother, why did you let go of Father's hand?"

Xiao Chen hesitated a moment, then replied, "Because he always monopolizes Mother; I wanted him to stay by himself for a while. He's already an adult—he can't keep clinging to Mother."

Ye Qingran broke out in a sweat.

Poor Fu Hanxiu!

Xiao Hu's eyes sparkled; he silently gave Xiao Chen a thumbs-up.

"Forget it, Father should find us soon; before then, we three will stay here."

After passing through that gate, they will be sent to various places, unless they keep holding hands without letting go.

Ye Qingran still didn't know where they were, only knowing they were in an alley with no one around.

The three mothers walked out of the alley onto a bustling street, and upon seeing the scenery, all three were stunned.

This street was very prosperous, clean and wide, with tall buildings lining both sides, very dreamlike, especially a tall building in the distance that looked like a sword piercing the clouds.

"I didn't expect there to be skyscrapers here!"

Ye Qingran thought to herself.

On the Xuanmiao Continent, nowhere has such tall buildings; this is the first time she's seen something this tall.

"Mother, candied hawthorn!" Xiao Hu pointed ahead and licked his lips.

"Little glutton!" Ye Qingran took the children to the candy hawthorn vendor.

"Two candied hawthorns, keep the change." Ye Qingran gave the vendor a gold ingot.

If this were in Xiliang City, they'd definitely be seen as a tycoon.

But when the vendor received the gold, he froze, seeing Ye Qingran and the children about to leave, and hurriedly called them to stop.

"Stop! Are you trying to eat a free meal?"

"A free meal? Didn't I just give you money?"

"Just a hundred taels of gold, and you want to buy two candied hawthorns—what else is this if not a free meal?"

Ye Qingran had a face full of question marks.

"Could it be that prices in Xuyu are too high?" Ye Qingran wondered, otherwise how could a hundred taels of gold not buy two candied hawthorns?

"How much gold?"

The vendor sneered, "Gold? No matter how much gold, I won't sell! One piece of low-grade arcane stone—or you're not leaving today!"

Arcane stone?

Ye Qingran quickly realized it wasn't that prices in Xuyu were too high, but that the currency had changed.

In Xiliang City, the commonly used gold is worthless here; arcane stone must be the currency of this world.

However, she had just arrived and didn't have any arcane stone.

"I don't have arcane stone—how about I use medicinal pills instead?"

"Medicinal pills?"

The vendor was stunned; it was clearly his first time encountering someone buying candied hawthorn with medicinal pills.

"What kind of medicinal pill?"

"How about a holy pill?"

"Holy pill?"

The vendor's eyes lit up instantly; without hesitation he nodded, "Of course!"

Upon hearing that Ye Qingran actually wanted to buy candied hawthorn with a holy pill, the people around were stunned; even some vendors tried to sell her their wares, but she refused them all.

She had no arcane stone, but plenty of medicinal pills, so she simply gave the vendor two holy pills.

"Thank you! Thank you!" the vendor repeatedly thanked, his eyes never leaving the holy pill.

Ye Qingran watched the vendor leave, then began to think she should prepare some arcane stone, otherwise she'd be penniless and unable to move.

"Let's go, Mother will take you to an inn."

Ye Qingran took the children and left, unaware that they had already been targeted.

Ye Qingran asked a passerby and only then realized she was in Wànlíng Chéng of the Ling Domain.

This Wànlíng Chéng is no small place; it is the largest city in the Ling Domain.

It's not that the city itself is special; rather, within Wànlíng Chéng there is a Wànlíng Xuégōng, the Ling Domain's greatest academy, which gathers the realm's finest talents.

Ye Qingran finally stayed at the Wine House called Fēngyǎ Lóu.

Although Fēngyǎ Lóu is not the largest Wine House in Wànlíng Chéng, it is one of the best-reputed.

After getting a good room, Ye Qingran brought the children down to the hall to eat; shortly after sitting down, several people gathered around.

Finally found you, you thief—you dare to steal my young master's elixir1

Ye Qingran looked up, glanced at the arrivals—five of them, quite young, dissolute-looking; at a glance they were not from the orthodox path.

Get lost!

Ye Qingran, newly arrived, did not want to cause trouble.

You want us to get lost? Do you know who we are?

A cold glint flashed in Ye Qingran's eyes; she patiently asked, "Oh? Then tell me who you are."

Our young master is the son of the abbot of White Horse Temple, a disciple of the White Tiger Academy, one of the Four Spirit Academies—Wu Zhishang!

After the leader finished speaking, the few dissolute youths' faces showed pride.

Upon hearing the name Wu Zhishang, everyone's faces changed, and shocked gazes turned toward them.

They're actually Wu Zhishang's people!

This Wu Zhishang is not only the son of the abbot of White Horse Temple, one of the Ten Great Temples, of noble status; moreover, he is also a disciple of the White Tiger Palace, one of the Four Spirit Academies of the Wànlíng Academy!

We're done for—this mother and child trio are doomed!

Hearing the chatter, a gleam flashed in Ye Qingran's eyes.

White Horse Temple?

She murmured softly, the corners of her lips curling into a half-smile.

Not bad—our young master Wu Zhishang is the legitimate son of the abbot of White Horse Temple!

I see...

If you're sensible, quickly hand over the elixir you stole from our young master!

The leader, a yellow-haired brat, was extremely arrogant, stepping onto a stool, giving off the attitude that if Ye Qingran didn't hand over the elixir, she wouldn't leave alive today.

When did I steal your young master's elixir?

Ye Qingran's tone was calm.

The five exchanged glances, each seeing mockery in the other's eyes.

Whether this woman stole the elixir or not is up to them to decide.

They personally saw today that this woman bought two strings of candied haw with two holy elixirs!

What does that indicate?

This woman surely has plenty of elixirs on her, possibly even carrying an Imperial Pill!

Thinking this, they couldn't help but rub their hands together.