"Since they've come to our doorstep, what should we do?"
Chu Lingwei stood up and walked to the window. It led directly to the outskirts of the town, a good place to kill.
"Alright then."
Feng Ming squatted on the windowsill, waiting for the people outside to break the barrier.
"They're too slow."
A quarter of an hour passed. Huan Mao grew impatient. They weren't here to rob them, not with such meager abilities.
Chu Lingwei pursed her lips and smiled.
Soon, the barrier in their room began to loosen. Chu Lingwei's gaze turned cold. Upon seeing the two men who appeared at her door, she feigned terror and immediately leaped out the window.
"She's running, hurry and chase!"
The two men at the door, seeing Chu Lingwei escape, felt their hearts clench and quickly pursued her. They had finally encountered a big fish, and they had to catch it.
Behind her were only two strong cultivators who had just entered the Rongtian realm, carrying killing intent that had already formed an aura around them. They seemed to have achieved their Dao through killing.
Such people must have countless lives on their hands. Chu Lingwei felt no pity in killing them.
Chu Lingwei chose a resting place for them, stopped, and waited for them to catch up.
"You can run quite well, can't you?" One of them, upon seeing Chu Lingwei's figure, stared at her intently, his killing intent like two illuminated bulbs.
In their eyes, Chu Lingwei was no different from the dead.
"Heh," Chu Lingwei let out a cold smile, her eyes sweeping over the two of them. "How many innocent female cultivators like me have you killed?"
The approaching men burst into laughter upon hearing Chu Lingwei's words.
"You are the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth."
Chu Lingwei's gaze turned icy. The Bingyu Hanshuang Sword flew from her hand, stabbing towards the man's forehead.
"Die."
"Xuantian Fenghuo."
While Chu Lingwei was waiting for the man's answer, she had already decided not to let them live. The Bingyu Hanshuang Sword was a growth-type magic weapon that had already spawned a sword soul. Infused with spiritual energy, it pierced directly into the man's brow.
"How is this possible?" The other man watched his companion's brow being pierced by the sword, his heart tightening. He immediately attacked Chu Lingwei.
Chu Lingwei's Xuantian Fenghuo had already been unleashed. Before the man could reach her, his body was already torn into pieces.
"Weiwei, you're so powerful."
"They were too weak."
She collected their storage bags and destroyed their corpses.
When they returned to the inn, less than half an hour had passed.
The next day, as Chu Lingwei went out, she encountered Yu Qinghong.
"Grandpa Yu, did you sleep well last night?" Chu Lingwei had known long ago that Yu Qinghong would be fine.
"Very well, slept soundly." Yu Qinghong stretched lazily. The two walked together to the front of the inn, found a table, and called for a waiter.
The waiter's eyes flickered when he saw the two of them sitting calmly at the table. He quickly forced a smile, "What would you two Dao companions like to eat?"
"Bring out the best spiritual cuisine your establishment has," Yu Qinghong waved his hand grandly. He wouldn't eat ordinary spiritual food.
"Certainly, I'll be right there." The waiter's face lit up with an enthusiastic smile as he quickly withdrew.
Chu Lingwei noticed the waiter's slightly hurried footsteps and her eyes flickered. It seemed this was a black inn. She thought that this was the best inn in the Misty Forest, so many cultivators who were not short of spirit stones would likely choose to stay here.
"Grandpa Yu, why don't we stay here for a while longer?" Chu Lingwei said to Yu Qinghong.
"Of course, why don't we head directly to the Misty Forest?" Yu Qinghong said seriously.
The waiter, who had returned, overheard their conversation. His eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward, "Are you two Dao companions planning to head to the Misty Forest?"
"Not necessarily. I've heard it's very dangerous inside," Chu Lingwei said noncommittally.
"Yes," the waiter nodded in agreement, "The Misty Forest is much more dangerous than other places. If you're going, it's best to team up and go together."
Chu Lingwei seemed intrigued, turning her head. "How do we team up?"
"Many cultivators come to the Misty Forest seeking opportunities. Some cultivators don't want to go alone, so they cooperate with other cultivators who are also going to the Misty Forest. They enter the forest together, and their gains are distributed according to their contributions." The waiter explained in detail.
"That sounds rather fair," Chu Lingwei nodded. It seemed like a good arrangement.
"Fellow Daoist, if you wish to go, there happen to be a few cultivators who will be entering the Misty Forest in the next few days. I can ask them if they need any helpers," the waiter's face became even more enthusiastic, even showing anticipation.
"It's not impossible," Chu Lingwei pondered for a moment, then looked up. "However, if their character is poor or their cultivation is insufficient, I won't agree."
The waiter immediately became delighted and repeatedly assured, "Fellow Daoists, rest assured, I can guarantee that the cultivators entering the Misty Forest this time are very powerful."
"Then we'll go in and try. I can't wait any longer," Yu Qinghong, who had been eating with his head down, suddenly spoke, his eyes filled with age and a hint of death. Since entering Misty Mist Town, Yu Qinghong had appeared to outsiders as a cultivator in the Linglun realm.
"Alright."
Since the elder had spoken, Chu Lingwei said no more.
"I'll go ask for you right away," the waiter bowed to them and hurried towards the inn's entrance.
Chu Lingwei withdrew her gaze from his retreating back and picked up her chopsticks to eat. As soon as they put down their chopsticks, the waiter ran back, panting, "Fellow Daoists, I've already spoken to the others for you. We can set off tomorrow."
"So soon?" Chu Lingwei frowned. They seemed to be in too much of a hurry.
The waiter noticed Chu Lingwei's hesitation and quickly tried to remedy the situation, "If you two Dao companions feel the time is short, you can wait. There are many cultivators heading to the Misty Sea Forest these days."
"We won't wait, tomorrow it is," Yu Qinghong decided directly.
"Thank you for your trouble." Chu Lingwei no longer objected. She took out two low-grade spirit stones from her pocket and handed them to the waiter.
"Weiwei, are we really going to the Misty Sea Forest tomorrow?" Huan Mao asked when they returned to their room. They had just come out of the Misty Sea Forest.
"Let's go and see. I have a feeling this inn is very unusual," Chu Lingwei wanted to know what connection the two cultivators who had tried to rob her had with this inn. An inn situated so close to the Misty Sea Forest must have powerful backing, otherwise, with so many cultivators dying, no one would have come to investigate.
The next day, standing at the entrance of the inn, Chu Lingwei saw the temporary team the waiter had found for them. There were a total of ten people, three women and seven men. Judging by their closeness, they seemed to be about three groups.