Chapter 1752: Traditional Business

Even though Ding Fang had spent a lot of effort and done a lot of research on Western Heaven Gate City, facing this sudden question, he felt a burst of bewilderment.

Why did this person ask such a question right off the bat?

What kind of strange local custom is this?

But the problem is, this kind of custom is too damned open!

Even if everyone is a cultivator and everyone is a pure man, having this kind of question blurted out would make people feel awkward, right!

Ding Fang stared blankly at the cultivator in front of him. The other party was tall and burly, and his aura showed the cultivation of the Immortal Venerable Realm, which was not an existence he could resist.

His own talent wasn't good enough, and he had only cultivated to the mid-stage Immortal King Realm so far.

It was precisely because of this that he had tried every possible way to come to Western Heaven Gate City.

Even if he couldn't compete for the position of Chief Disciple, he could gain some benefits from it and strive to go further.

For this reason, he had specially formulated a comprehensive plan to become stronger, full of vigorous ambition, wanting to become a top expert.

The first step of the comprehensive plan to become stronger had suffered a serious setback.

Ding Fang's brain was dazed, and he muttered: "When I was in my hometown, I heard that cultivators outside have all kinds of strange hobbies. Could it be that you are the legendary... pervert?"

The burly cultivator's aura suddenly sank, as if this sentence had poked a sore spot.

Ding Fang was stunned and suddenly slapped himself on the face.

Damn it, was he stupid?

The other party was an Immortal Venerable Realm cultivator. Even if he had some strange habits, wouldn't saying it out loud in public be slapping the other party's face?

"Senior, please forgive me. This junior came from a remote place and doesn't know the customs here. Please forgive me, Senior," Ding Fang quickly apologized, cupping his hands, then asked cautiously, "Could it be... that this place doesn't allow wearing underwear?"

The burly cultivator's face had originally softened slightly, but hearing his follow-up question, his face turned as black as charcoal, and his aura began to become chaotic, clearly emotionally unstable.

Ding Fang was immediately stunned. Could it be that his words were problematic again?

Why did it feel like this Senior's emotions were even worse?

Could it be that the cultivators in Western Heaven Gate City were all existences with such extremely unstable emotions?

Tsk, the outside world is really too difficult...

However, fortunately, it seemed that this Senior didn't have the appearance of wanting to settle accounts with him immediately.

The burly cultivator took two deep breaths and said in a deep voice: "Answer my question."

Ding Fang didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he had to tell the truth: "Eh... actually, this junior isn't wearing any."

As soon as the words fell, he saw a fist shadow rapidly enlarging in his field of vision, followed by darkness, and he lost consciousness, with only the burly cultivator's whisper left in his ear.

"Letting you not wear underwear!"

When he woke up again, it was an hour later.

Ding Fang was completely stunned. Did the cultivators of Western Heaven Gate City all have this kind of strange habit?

Just because he wasn't wearing underwear, he had to be beaten?

What kind of damned logic is this!

After this lesson, Ding Fang felt that he had a deeper understanding of Western Heaven Gate, and ran back to put on underwear.

Subsequently, he set off again, preparing to go to the Saint Moon Hall to sign up.

After walking two steps, he turned his head and saw that burly cultivator standing in front of him, asking gloomily: "Are you wearing underwear?"

Ding Fang sneered, thinking that he wouldn't fall for the same trick a second time!

He puffed out his chest and said confidently: "Wearing it!"

"What color are you wearing?"

"Black."

Just after answering, Ding Fang only felt darkness before his eyes, and heard the cultivator mutter in his ear: "Letting you wear black..."

Half an hour later, he woke up again and felt he was going crazy.

Were the cultivators of Western Heaven Gate City all damned lunatics?

What's wrong with him wearing black underwear?

You don't even let people like black?!

After thinking for a while in place, a ruthless look flashed in Ding Fang's eyes, and he ran to a clothing store, directly buying a set of underwear in every color.

After spending a heavy sum, he carried the seven-colored underwear and set foot on the road to the Saint Moon Hall again.

The burly cultivator appeared in front of him again: "Are you wearing underwear?"

"Wearing it!"

"What color?"

Ding Fang didn't answer, directly took out a cloth bag from his storage ring, threw it on the ground, and said with a clang: "There's every color here, Senior, you can change into whatever color you like!"

The burly cultivator was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked again: "Are you wearing underwear?"

Ding Fang suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart: "Wearing, wearing it..."

Bang!

A huge fist smashed directly onto his forehead, instantly stunning him.

Before he completely fainted, he heard the burly cultivator mutter again: "Letting you wear underwear..."

Ding Fang was completely crazy.

You damned well don't let me wear it and don't let me not wear it, what exactly do you want me to do!

The cultivators of Western Heaven Gate City were too perverted!

Mom, I want to go home!

When he woke up again, without saying a word, he directly took his luggage and headed straight in the direction of leaving Western Heaven Gate City.

In this life, he would never come to Western Heaven Gate City again!

This was Ding Fang's last thought before leaving.

The same situation happened in every corner of Western Heaven Gate City.

Countless young cultivators who came with dreams, after experiencing the painful beating of society, deeply realized what it meant to be better at home.

So they embarked on the journey home with a broken heart.

Inside the Blazing Sun Gate, Lie Tianqiong and Cang Jingkong were reporting the day's results to Xu Que.

"According to the information reported by all parties, a total of about ten thousand cultivators were intercepted today, and the results are gratifying!" Lie Tianqiong said enthusiastically.

Logically speaking, the Blazing Sun Gate shouldn't have had so much manpower, but Xu Que had Lie Tianqiong issue a bounty in the city in the name of the Cangyang Sect.

As long as one intercepted a cultivator, one could receive a reward from the Cangyang Sect.

Most of the cultivators participating in the selection didn't have very high cultivation, and there were quite a few cultivators in Western Heaven Gate City who had no intention of participating in the selection, so they were naturally happy to complete this task.

Er Gouzi was wailing on the side: "My treasures! I'm sorry for you! It's all my fault for not protecting you well!"

Xu Que slapped it on the head: "Stop wailing, get ready to go to work."

Er Gouzi looked gloomy: "Not going! This God Venerable wants to mourn for those lost treasures!"

"We're going to handle traditional business, you're not going?" Xu Que said with a half-smile.

Er Gouzi heard this, jumped up from the ground, and said excitedly: "Go, go, let's go quickly, otherwise if we go late, there won't be anyone left!"

On the side, Cang Jingkong and Lie Tianqiong looked at each other, not understanding what old business was.

Duan Jiude explained leisurely: "This traditional business is the tradition of our Zha Tian Bang, going to rob those young geniuses..."

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