Uncle Pang laughed heartily, patting Lin Dachui on the shoulder, "As long as you come back alive, that's fine."
"That's true."
Lin Dachui's survival this time was a great fortune for him.
"Uncle Pang, this is a guest I brought back for you." Lin Dachui turned around and introduced Chu Lingwei to Uncle Pang.
Uncle Pang stepped forward and sized up Chu Lingwei. Chu Lingwei felt as if she had been scanned by an X-ray, making her a little uncomfortable.
"Come here to register." Uncle Pang's smile faded as he walked to the counter, took out his ledger, and said, "One upper room, one mid-grade spirit stone per day."
Hearing the price, Chu Lingwei gasped, her brows furrowing. Although she wasn't short of spirit stones, she wasn't an idiot either.
Even the inns in their Cultivation City, which were more than ten times better than this one, wouldn't dare to charge a mid-grade spirit stone.
Seeing Chu Lingwei's displeased expression, Lin Dachui quickly stepped forward to explain, "Little fellow daoist, if you stay in this inn, no one will dare to make a move no matter where you go in the market. One mid-grade spirit stone is very worthwhile."
Chu Lingwei shot Lin Dachui a look, then glanced at the few tables of guests seated inside the inn. Thinking of the barrier at the entrance, she took out five mid-grade spirit stones from her storage bag, "I'll stay here for five days first."
"We have food and drinks here. If you want to eat here, you'll have to pay spirit stones as well." Uncle Pang efficiently collected the spirit stones and gave her a wooden token, "This is the token to open the room's restriction. Don't lose it."
"Thank you."
Chu Lingwei took the wooden token, which had her room number on it.
"Fellow daoist Lin, thank you. I'm going to rest." Chu Lingwei nodded at Lin Dachui and was about to head up the stairs to her room on the second floor.
Back in her room, Chu Lingwei used the wooden token to open the room's restriction. The room was better than she had imagined. Closing the door, Chu Lingwei sat on the bed and set up a barrier in the room.
"Weiwei, it should be relatively safe here."
The phantom cat emerged from the space and squatted on the bed, looking at the room's arrangement. "The barrier at the entrance just now, even a Supreme realm expert couldn't break it."
"So, even you can't break it?" Feng Ming looked at the phantom cat with confusion. He was definitely not as powerful as a Supreme realm expert.
"Hmph." The phantom cat, annoyed, turned its body away. Feng Ming was doing it on purpose, deliberately touching its sore spot.
"Alright, you two, stop arguing. I need to rest for a while."
Chu Lingwei lay on the bed. She had barely slept for the past month, spending all her time cultivating. Although she wasn't very tired, she still wanted to rest.
Feng Ming and the phantom cat immediately shut up obediently.
Chu Lingwei closed her eyes, cleared her mind of all thoughts, and drifted off to sleep.
Ever since she returned from the Spiritual Domain, her mind had been in a state of high alert. Even when she returned to the Spiritual Cultivation Academy, she remained extremely cautious. Everything that happened in the Spiritual Domain was known to the outside world. They were like tasty morsels, all under surveillance.
It wasn't that she didn't trust her master, but she didn't want to put her master in a difficult position. Her master not allowing those people to get close to her was already the greatest protection.
The next day, Chu Lingwei opened her eyes. The aroma of food wafted from outside.
"Let's go, we're going to eat."
Chu Lingwei, with the two little beasts, went downstairs and sat at a table by the window.
"May I ask, fellow daoist, what would you like to eat?" Uncle Pang stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the two little beasts in front of Chu Lingwei. These two little beasts looked ordinary but were full of spirit.
"Just serve some spirit rice and spirit dishes at random."
"Alright, please wait a moment."
Uncle Pang smiled and left, handing the order slip to the waiter who was bringing out the dishes.
After the meal, Chu Lingwei noticed that there were only a few people in the entire inn. Grandpa He, whom she had seen yesterday, had not appeared.
In the front hall of the inn, only Uncle Pang was busy. One waiter was responsible for serving dishes and cleaning. There was probably a cook in the back, but no one else.
"Are you two done eating?" Chu Lingwei put down her chopsticks, watching Feng Ming and the phantom cat eating happily. The spiritual dishes here tasted very good, and even Chu Lingwei couldn't help but eat a little more.
Feng Ming looked up and nodded vigorously.
Chu Lingwei paid the spirit stones and then led Feng Ming and the others out of the inn, starting to wander slowly through this sea town.
The name of this market was Sea Town, a pleasant name.
One side faced mountains, and the other faced the sea. Coupled with the cultivators who came from various places on the Xuan Tian Continent, it brought many different spiritual herbs, spiritual medicines, and spiritual beasts here.
"Weiwei, why don't I buy a spiritual fish to raise?" Feng Ming, perched on Chu Lingwei's shoulder, looked at the stalls displaying many aquatic spiritual beasts, which Feng Ming found very novel.
"Okay, if there's a spiritual beast you feel a connection with, you can buy one." Chu Lingwei looked at the strange and varied aquatic spiritual beasts, her interest piqued. Some of them looked very cute. It would be nice to raise them under the waterfall in the space.
"Mao Mao, you're a cat, why don't you have any feelings for these aquatic spiritual beasts?" Feng Ming teased, seeing that the phantom cat remained silent.
Chu Lingwei's eyes twinkled with amusement. Mao Mao resembled a cat, but it wasn't a cat.
"Hmph."
The phantom cat was very annoyed with Feng Ming now and didn't want to talk to her.
"Little fellow daoist, do you want to buy an aquatic spiritual beast?"
Both little beasts were in the form of second-tier spiritual beasts. Because Chu Lingwei had disguised herself as a male cultivator, they had also slightly transformed into somewhat unattractive spiritual beasts.
As they passed a stall selling spiritual beasts, a stall owner called out to them.
Chu Lingwei glanced at the aquatic spiritual beasts on his stall. They were all first or second-tier spiritual beasts, only capable of providing some auxiliary functions and possessing no combat power.
"No, thank you."
Chu Lingwei replied indifferently and walked on.
"No, you looked at my spiritual beast, so you must buy it."
However, the stall owner was not so easygoing. He directly blocked Chu Lingwei's path, his spiritual energy erupting around him. His Fusion Heaven realm cultivation made the Spirit Wheel realm and Spirit Movement stage cultivators by the roadside automatically retreat.
Seeing Chu Lingwei being blocked, some people couldn't help but sympathize. Being blocked by a Fusion Heaven realm cultivator meant either being beaten up or handing over spirit stones.
Here, some people were no different from bandits.
"What if I don't buy it? Are you going to kill me?" Chu Lingwei tilted her head up and chuckled, "Are you relying on your high cultivation to rob people here?"
"Brat, you looked at my spiritual beast, which means you've already recognized it and must buy it." The stall owner had clearly done this many times before, his eyes filled with arrogance.
"I won't buy it."
Chu Lingwei snorted lightly, her eyes turning cold as she looked at the stall owner, "If you want to fight, then let's fight."
"You..." The stall owner was taken aback, not expecting Chu Lingwei to be so straightforward.
"Are you scared?" Chu Lingwei sneered, having already summoned her sword and placed it in front of her.