The innkeeper of the inn, with a look of surprise, sent another meal to Chu Weiyang's room—despite being accustomed to welcoming guests from all directions, the innkeeper was still amazed at Chu Weiyang's enormous appetite.
Finally, as if remembering something, when bidding farewell to Chu Weiyang as he left the inn, the innkeeper's gaze, besides the surprise, carried a hint of a different look.
It seemed like admiration, like an inexplicable sense of respect, and as Chu Weiyang left the inn, the innkeeper's gaze, which had been following him, was left with words unspoken.
At this moment, under the intense midday sunlight, even the gentle sea breeze became softer; even when the sun hung directly above everyone's heads, the gentle sea breeze came to a halt, dissipating some of the moisture.
However, the eerie feeling that the city brought to Chu Weiyang became more intense.
Due to the stillness of the sea breeze, the scent of blood that permeated the air in the vast city gradually intensified, and soon, a more unpleasant change followed.
Chu Weiyang lightly twitched his nostrils, with a sword slung behind his back, then covered his mouth and nose with his hand, lazily flipping through a thin Dao scripture, fanning himself intermittently.
This Dao scripture did not record any crucial matters regarding the Sword Sect and Tingchang Mountain.
Perhaps seeing Chu Weiyang spend a lot of time on eating in just half a day, the innkeeper personally handed him a note before his departure.
It roughly outlined the livelihood matters in the city, not detailed, but a simple glance could at least help Chu Weiyang understand some vague outlines, so he wouldn't rush into the misty fog without a clear direction.
In fact, these matters could also be known by asking Chunyu Zhi.
It's just that they had not yet reached a harmonious stage in their relationship, and there were still many areas where Chu Weiyang and Chunyu Zhi needed to continue to negotiate.
But having just shocked her true spirit with intense pain, Chu Weiyang did not want to repeat it a second time in the short term, fearing that it would trigger Chunyu Zhi's madness, making her act recklessly.
In the end, no matter what the outcome, it would always be Chu Weiyang who suffered.
He could clearly calculate this account.
After all, whether it was the Dao scripture, the magic sword, spiritual objects, or the sword spirit itself, they were all completely mastered by Chu Weiyang.
Regardless of any losses, they were all losses for Chu Weiyang.
He could also understand the other side of Chunyu Zhi's character.
After all, on that day when the earth dragon turned over, Chu Weiyang had the opportunity to escape alive.
The reason for everything lay in the resounding and thunderous Dao sound that once echoed in the mountains, revealing the most majestic and violent side of Chunyu Zhi, who had once stood at the peak of cultivation.
After all, being from Tingchang Mountain and breaking out from the south of Yushui River by the Danxia Old Mother's established Daoist temple, even the most prominent aspect of Chunyu Zhi still carried many characteristics of a demonic cultivator!
Thinking like this, in Chu Weiyang's mind, a hazy and bizarre scene emerged again, within the lush greenery, where the girl danced gracefully under the sun.
Five phoenixes lead the phoenix, hundreds of birds face the sun.
In the "Five Phoenixes Lead the Phoenix Southern Ming Curse," even the top curse pointing directly to the Southern Ming's leaving fire, the essence of cultivation was to refine the blood of demon beasts, hone the flame roots with blood, and burn the demon essence with spiritual flames.
It seemed like a demonic curse!
In these musings, while flipping through the Dao scripture, Chu Weiyang was also daydreaming, as if through these waves of emotions, he gradually passed through the mist and fog, as if lifting the overlapping sutras, gradually seeing Chunyu Zhi clearly, then seeing the lush green mountain where she had once stood.
It was necessary to deeply understand the hatred that one needed, perhaps even towards the existence that one hated, for Chu Weiyang to truly have hope of escaping alive on this vast road of ninety thousand miles of mountains and rivers!
Thinking like this, Chu Weiyang seemed calm, but in fact, he almost traversed the entire city from west to east with vigorous steps.
Here, the sound of the waves was almost roaring.
The smell of blood became even stronger, almost pungent.
Interestingly, compared to the strict guard and presence of Dao soldiers when entering the city from the west gate, the east gate was open, with no Dao soldiers maintaining order.
What could be seen were scattered crowds, and faintly through these figures, looking into the distance, one could still see the dim yellow of the coastline beach and the distant faint blue arc.
At this point, Chu Weiyang had almost flipped to the last few pages of the Dao scripture.
Blinking and contemplating, Chu Weiyang gradually understood the various ways to make a living in the city—
The most comfortable way was to showcase one's talent and intelligence.
Although the various towns in the Zhenhai Dao City were not within the jurisdiction of ordinary sects, almost all sects, like the Dan River Valley, had a presence in the Zhenhai Dao City.
By joining the Holy Land Great Teaching with talent, it was almost the most comfortable way out for geniuses.
For these sects, these geniuses who emerged from such territories not only possessed outstanding talents but also had sharp means of killing, making them the most likely to go far on the path of cultivation.
In this way, everyone was happy.
However, in the righteous path, Chu Weiyang had already formed karma with the Sword Sect and Tingchang Mountain.
In the demonic sect, not to mention the naturally attached Panwang Sect, even in the practice of the "Five Organs Absorbing Qi Secret," it was thought that even the innkeeper believed he was a member of the Baihua Tower...
Chu Weiyang had already cut off the possibility of walking this path.
A busier way was to practice deep in the outer sea, whether it was killing sea monsters, or seeking hidden places for seclusion and practice.
The boundless ocean was the richest mine, with countless treasures waiting to be seized.
However, this path required a high realm and profound magical power.
Many times, the dangers overseas were even greater than the vast wilderness south of Yushui River.
For Chu Weiyang, who was only in the middle stage of Qi Refinement, this seemed more like a path to death.
According to the Dao scripture, it was best to have the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment realm to venture deep into the outer sea.
The most common way was to revolve around this vast city, around the people in this city.
Of course, there were also some good places, such as the residences of various sects, especially the Dan River Valley, which often employed a group of cultivators with treasures to "clean up" the sea monsters washed ashore daily with the ebb and flow of the tide.
Most of these sea monsters had just started practicing cultivation and only required ordinary Qi Refinement cultivators to handle them.
The harvest from this would be divided after the sects' priority selection of the necessary treasures, and the remaining odds and ends could also help Qi Refinement cultivators make some profits, which was the most nourishing.
As for livelihoods like joining the Dao soldiers, either the rules were much stricter or one had to take oaths and pledges, and some even had to switch to other sects' techniques.
These were all things that Chu Weiyang did not like.
He was particularly interested in the job of being hired to clear sea monster corpses.
Not only could he slay demons and refine bloodthirst, but the odds and ends left over during normal times could assist in his cultivation.
Whether it was simple processing for consumption or pondering over the "Essence of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sovereign's Minister's Subordinate Commandments," for Chu Weiyang, it was all about refining and cultivating bloodthirst.
According to the description in the Dao scripture, there should be cultivators hired by various sects busy on the coast at this time.
Chu Weiyang planned to take a look first and hopefully find someone to ask for details.
Having arrived in Jing'an Dao City, he could not rely solely on his past wealth and idly eat away.
He needed to find a stable livelihood.
After all, with the sun shining brightly in recent days, summer was likely to arrive soon.
Chu Weiyang needed a stable place to stay to start practicing the "Summer Sword."
Just as he was thinking about this, Chu Weiyang had already walked far out of the city gate, standing in a quiet place by the sea.
A towering and majestic object stood behind him, and Chu Weiyang stood on the soft yellow sand, and his view suddenly cleared up.
The boundless vastness expanded Chu Weiyang's state of mind.
Between each breath, there was nothing but the vast waves of the sea and sky.
At that moment, the sound of a sword suddenly hummed.
With one hand behind his back, when Chu Weiyang turned around, the young man had already raised the sword to his waist, gripping the hilt with one hand.
Chu Weiyang's gloomy gaze looked towards a large rock not far away.
"Friend, from the inn onwards, you have been following me all the way. Is there something important? Why not show yourself and have a chat? If there's any help needed, I can assist. Otherwise, being by the seaside with many people around, if there's any misunderstanding, it might ruin the fate of our chance encounter," Chu Weiyang's voice echoed as the dry laughter came from behind the boulder.
The laughter seemed somewhat awkward, but upon closer inspection, it was a gloomy and thin man who emerged.
Most of his hair was disheveled, making it hard to determine his age, but the half of his face hidden in the hair exuded a sense of vicissitudes.
At this moment, with slightly lowered eyelids, the man's eyes flickered as he looked at Chu Weiyang, his gaze fixed on the hand resting on the sword hilt.
He seemed to have understood Chu Weiyang's intentions.
Therefore, accompanied by the slightly awkward dry laughter, the man walked towards Chu Weiyang with one hand behind his back.
"Friend, you jest. We're just fellow travelers. But speaking of it, we need to have a chat about this chance encounter," Chu Weiyang's voice suddenly echoed in the man's mind.
"Mid-stage Qi Refinement!"
As the words fell, the last bit of tension in Chu Weiyang's heart relaxed.
The man's steps paused, and then Chu Weiyang raised his head, revealing a fierce smile towards him.
In the next instant, Chu Weiyang strode forward, almost supporting the thin man lying on the soft yellow sand, lifting the knife behind the boulder.
Only then did he press the thin man's throat.
The young man's hoarse voice at this moment seemed like a murmured dream.
"Don't be afraid, relax, breathe slowly, inhale slowly..."
As he spoke, Chu Weiyang's own spiritual power flowed out through his palm, circulating through the man's Governing and Conception vessels, suppressing the venom of the jade snake.
The dizziness that came from detaching the mind from the limbs gradually dissipated, but soon, the thin man widened his eyes, feeling the pain from the meridians all over his body, almost causing him to faint!
In his place, Chu Weiyang grinned, almost laughing out loud.
"Things like—why are you targeting me, such foolish words, I won't ask anymore. Anyway, you will regret targeting me."
"Alas, fate has led me to witness such a scene!"
"Honestly confess, what's your name? What livelihood are you pursuing? What wealth-seeking path did you intend to take by targeting me? Where do you live? How much savings do you have to buy your own life? How many friends are willing to dig deep into their pockets to help you buy this life?"
"Think carefully before answering."
"Think quickly!"
"Otherwise..."
Chu Weiyang shook his head with a smile, and then, in the thin man's ear, the buzzing sound of the jade snake rang out.
Many books are now hard to find, so cherish what you have.