Chapter 477

The horses are proud third‑grade unicorn horse‑dragon beasts, and the people are young men and women in splendid, luxurious attire!

A group of people came rushing wildly, giving one the feeling of … fine clothes and spirited horses, the aura of aristocratic youths!

The crowd before the city gate immediately withdrew respectfully to both sides.

Even the originally fierce city guards obediently lined up in two rows.

Heng Xian and Sun Bufan stood among the crowd, looking at a group of young men and women; to be precise, they were looking at the leading woman.

Ye Zimei

Sun Bufan whispered: "Oval face, eyes like peach blossoms, brows like swords, nose like jade, cherry‑small lips, seemingly also bearing northern Hu blood, expression icy cold, graceful and heroic beauty—how beautiful!"

Heng Xian inexplicably thought of his senior sister Lin Shuyu; their temperaments were somewhat similar, but Lin Shuyu belonged to the earnest and persistent type, a self‑discipline that sprang from the bones, beautiful as a fairy, whereas the woman before him belonged to a proud and aloof coldness, as if she regarded all worldly people as vulgar, and her looks were far inferior.

Third-Rank Unicorn Horse Dragon Beast

Horse Dragon Beast

Northern Storage Sea

Heng Xian shook his head: "No, I think the same; I even wanted her to play the flute for me!"

Willow Mountain Pavilion

Nine Palaces Mountain City

Sun Bufan sighed: "What a pity! I became a monk, but having said that, even as a monk it doesn't affect my handsome and suave bearing, right, sir?"

Heng Xian examined him seriously: single eyelid, thick lips, pig‑like face, eyes full of slyness, a bulky body like a living Buddha; for anyone not blind, it's basically hard to associate him with handsomeness. He let out a soft sigh: "You have this kind of confident quality—rare and precious; just keep it as is!"

That's it! Just my figure and appearance……

Sun Bufan rubbed his scalp, looked toward the leading female rider, and couldn't help but be startled: "She's looking at me? She's actually looking at me!"

Heng Xian looked up, and indeed, the woman's beautiful cold eyes gazed straight toward them, but it didn't feel like she was looking at the two of them.

"She's a girl with good taste! Among thousands, she instantly spotted the best me!"

Sun Bufan adjusted his collar, struck his most dashing pose, revealing eight buckteeth beneath his thick lips, walked to the front of the crowd, then whispered back to Heng Xian: "Of course, Master Xian, I'm not saying you're not excellent; it's just that your style has gotten old for everyone, while my true-manly charm sometimes draws extra attention."

Heng Xian said seriously: "You're absolutely right; we must keep this mindset!"

Sun Bufan nodded: "Mm!"

They continued looking at the woman.

The flying cavalry youths arrived before them; the leading woman still gazed at them, her look growing ever stranger.

Then she suddenly reined in her horse, looked down at them from above, and a faint smile appeared on her cold face: "I didn't expect you two to actually come!"

Sun Bufan straightened his collar, speaking like a perfect gentleman: "With a beauty here, even if it's ten thousand miles away, I'd come on foot, dear little princess—I've arrived!"

The surroundings fell silent in an instant.

The woman's gaze seemed to have just focused on Sun Bufan, her brows slightly furrowed: "Where did this crazy monk come from? Since you're a monk, I won't punish you—get lost!"

An embarrassed atmosphere welled up!

Sun Bufan stared blankly, then slowly looked at Heng Xian.

Heng Xian stepped aside, rubbing his nose and lips, watching the ants on the ground, seemingly curious why they were so small.

Sun Bufan mechanically also walked to the side.

Then,

revealing a man and woman behind them.

The man wore a black robe, his appearance effeminate, clasped his hands in salute: "Beicanghai Wushan Wizard Prince!"

The woman in red, her back straight, hair in a topknot, a sapphire-blue pendant at her brow, very handsome, smiled slightly, clasped her hands: "Beicanghai Liushan Pavilion Ye Zimei!"

Heng Xian unconsciously lifted his head; these two seemed somewhat familiar—apparently… Ji Yaoyue had once introduced them, two of the Four Great Young Masters of Beicanghai.

He examined them closely and suddenly realized both were Primordial Dan Realm experts.

Then the woman riding the horse-dragon beast gave a light smile, returned the salute: "Jiugongshan City Gongsun Lier! Please!"

"Please!"

Wizard Prince and Ye Zimei gave Heng Xian and Sun Bufan a strange glance, then leapt up and entered the luxurious carriage that had appeared beside them at some point.

Immediately, the carriage and horse troops entered the city gate.

The city guards continued guarding the gate, ordinary folk kept entering the city, and everything returned to normal.

Sun Bufan's complexion surprisingly returned to normal as he walked to Heng Xian's side and asked: "How?"

Heng Xian blinked: "What how?"

Sun Bufan said: "Did you see that girl's feelings toward me?"

"No." Heng Xian said.

Sun Bufan sighed, saying: "She's playing hard to get! In this world, icy-tempered women never easily reveal their true feelings in front of outsiders!"

"You think she was really greeting that man and woman behind us? Wrong! She merely used the pretense of greeting to deliberately approach me!"

"Can you have a bit of shame?" Heng Xian walked forward.

"I have plenty of evidence!" Sun Bufan caught up, saying: "Look, her surname is Gongsun; she must be from the Gongsun family of Jiugongshan City. Her status is so noble, yet she didn't punish me—she just softly said, 'Since you're a monk, I won't punish you.' What does that mean? Ah? This clearly shows she pities me!"

"When the time comes, should I first taste the sweet water from her little mouth, or first tear her clothes?"

Heng Xian's cheeks twitched.

"Gou Dan's cheeks twitched."

Upon entering the city gate, the two and the monkey stood in a line; looking ahead, they saw the mountain city's road was not straight but undulating and winding, high and low.

And the endless rows of buildings were also uneven, rugged and perilous beyond description.

Sun Bufan exclaimed: "Only today do I know what a mountain city is—this place is simply supernatural craftsmanship!"

Heng Xian muttered something indistinct.

Sun Bufan curiously asked: "Chong... qing?"

Heng Xian came to his senses and awkwardly explained, "That's a miraculous place!"

Sun Bufan scratched his head: "The buildings here can be done like this, probably because of the peculiar formation; where should we start?"

Heng Xian thought for a moment and said, "Don't go into the Central City for now, to avoid trouble with nowhere to flee; just disguise yourself as a monk and wander the Outer Three Cities, looking for any traces of the disciples of the various sects."

"And you?" Sun Bufan asked.

Heng Xian said, "I'll go to the Central City to scout the route."

Sun Bufan said, "What means of communication?"

"Thousand-mile Voice Transmission Technique!"

"Understood!"

The two immediately parted ways.

Sun Bufan darted into the side street, while Heng Xian, with 'Dog Egg' in tow, headed straight for the Central City.

(End of Chapter)