Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 462 Cargo
Taiyuan Prefecture is located next to the Luo River.

Located on the south bank of the Luo River, the climate is like spring all year round.

Even in February, just after the cold winter, flower buds can still be seen blooming everywhere, and green grass sways in the wind.

"The way of martial arts is to alternate between tension and relaxation."

On horseback.

Zhou Ruxuan spoke in a clear voice:
"You said those words yourself. Why have you suddenly been pushing yourself so hard lately?"

aside.

Zhu Ju, his face pale, sat on his horse, his body rising and falling with the horse's gait. Hearing this, he sighed softly:

"I thought it would be easy, but it didn't go so smoothly. I had to endure some hardship."

At this time, more than three months had passed since he refined the Qi and Blood Divine Weapon, and he announced to the outside world that he was in seclusion for cultivation.

I thought that with his past cultivation, realm, and knowledge, refining a Qi and Blood Divine Weapon should be a piece of cake.

Never thought.

To this day, he has only scratched the surface and has not yet mastered the basics of alchemy.

However, others clearly did not see it that way, since his cultivation had made real progress.

“That’s pretty good.”

Nie Leyao smiled and said:
"In just over a year, he has never reached the ninth rank. Even if he has accumulated enough experience, it is still quite remarkable."

"Given time, I might be able to try to break through to the sixth rank before I turn thirty."

Zhou Ruxuan nodded.

Seeing Zhu Ju diligently cultivating, she felt gratified, but seeing his deathly pale face today startled her.

While it's good to diligently cultivate oneself, one shouldn't ruin one's health.

"arrive!"

As they spoke, the group arrived at the dock, where a crowd of people were already waiting.

The wrecked boat was pulled ashore, and several bloated, soaked corpses lay beside it, amidst the constant weeping.

More onlookers whispered among themselves.

"Master."

One of the men from the Zhu family cloth shop parted the crowd, knelt down, kowtowed, and spoke with a choked voice:
“My eldest brother has been using this waterway since last year and has never had any accidents until now.”

"Master."

A man dressed as a steward spoke in a low voice:
“Bandits appeared on the river last night. We had a shipment of goods to transport, and as a result, the entire boat was robbed.”

"goods……"

"That's lost too."

"How could you be so careless?" Zhou Ruxuan frowned subconsciously.
"Didn't I tell you to stay close to the Sanhe Gang and the Zhou family caravan by water? With their protection, you'll be safe."

"This..." the steward whispered.
"We followed."

"Hmm?" Zhou Ruxuan turned her head and looked at a middle-aged man in the room:
"Cao Fengyang, what's going on?"

"Replying to Miss." The man named Cao Fengyang, dressed in a close-fitting outfit and exuding an extraordinary aura, bowed upon hearing this.

"Last night it was dark and the situation of the river bandits was unknown. I could only protect the Zhou family's cargo ship."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, a long whip lashed out and struck his arm hard.

The immense force tore his clothes apart, causing him to stagger back several steps.

"Bastard!"

Zhou Ruxuan roared angrily, whip in hand:

"I've said it before, the Zhu family's cloth shop business is the Zhou family's business. Have you taken my words for granted?"

Cao Fengyang gritted his teeth, his face showing both shame and anger.

He was the head of external affairs for the Zhou family, holding a high position and possessing a cultivation level of the eighth rank.

He served the Zhou family diligently for decades, and even the master and young master praised him for his diligence.

now,

It was truly humiliating that he was whipped by Zhou Ruxuan for failing to protect the Zhu family's boat.

Seeing this, Nie Leyao sneered.

The man surnamed Cao clearly did not understand how important the Zhu family cloth shop was to Zhou Ruxuan.

It's not just because of Zhu Ju.

Furthermore, the cloth shop sent her several thousand taels of silver every month, which amounted to tens of thousands of taels a year—no small sum.

Among the wealthy second-generation families in the city, who can come up with this amount of money?
Apart from those few family heirs, none of them could produce one, not even the young lady from the city lord's mansion.

The reason she followed Zhou Ruxuan every day, like a servant, was to get a share of the profits.

nowadays.

Zhou Ruxuan is one of the few wealthy families among the second generation!
When the Zhu family's cloth shop got into trouble, she was naturally the first to worry, since it involved her own interests.

"Forgive me, young lady."

Cao Fengyang knelt on one knee and spoke in a muffled voice:
"I was negligent for a moment and failed to notice the situation at the Zhu family's cloth shop. I will certainly not do that again next time."

"Next time? Will there be a next time?" Zhou Ruxuan gritted her teeth and shouted angrily.

"A ship carrying goods worth several thousand taels of silver, are you going to compensate for the loss?" "Forget it."

Zhu Ju waved his hand gently:

“Each family of the deceased will receive a compensation of fifty taels of silver, and eligible individuals may also come to work at the cloth workshop.”

"As for the goods..."

"Master Ming should be arriving soon."

"We've arrived." At that moment, a white horse galloped in, and Ming Nianwei, dressed in pure white, leaped off its back.

She was slightly out of breath and cupped her hands in greeting to Zhu Ju and the others:

"Thank you for waiting."

"I wouldn't dare." Zhu Ju stepped aside.

"I trouble you, Master, to see if you can find any clues about the items that went missing from the cloth shop."

"Ah."

Ming Nianwei nodded and took a step closer.

She used to be a member of the Qingyi Gang's sorcerer hall, and she was the one who performed the assessment when Zhu Jugang regained consciousness.

Now that he has joined the Sanhe Gang, his position is rather awkward, and he is trying to find ways to get closer to the Zhou family.

Hear the news.

Rush over as soon as possible.

"Photography!"

With a single incantation, she collected the chaotic energy and discerned it on the round mirror artifact in her palm.

This is the art of absorbing vital essence.

A spell used to capture auras and track others.

Zhu Ju understood, but since he currently had no magic within him, he naturally couldn't cast spells as smoothly as Ming Nianwei.

"what……"

Ming Nianwei's expression changed slightly:
"Demon spirit!"

Demonic energy?

Upon hearing this, many people in the room changed color.

The Sanhe Gang is backed by the Pai Sect, which has close ties with the water demons. The Sanhe Gang also has demons.

Taiyuan Prefecture has been quite unsettled lately, and it is rumored that this is related to demons.

There is a monster.

It becomes very difficult to investigate further.

What if they find something they shouldn't be looking for?
Zhu Ju stroked his chin, his expression unchanged, but a thought suddenly occurred to him.

妖，
Demon-Devouring Iron.

It can be used.

"Can you find out where the monster is?"

“This…” Ming Nianwei hesitated for a moment:
"The aura is too weak and too mixed, so we definitely can't find the exact location, but we can find the general location."

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Thousand-foot Plain.

This is a swamp.

A lifeless procession proceeded along the established path explored by their predecessors.

"A thousand catties of grain a day, and if we don't give it to them, they'll eat people. When will this ever end!"

One man looked at the sunlight obscured by dark clouds, his face contorted with bitterness:

"The Sanhe Gang..."

"They're not even as good as the Green Robe Gang!"

"At least back then, demon hunters could catch demons at will, but now you have to ask about their background before catching one."

"I've heard that monsters often eat people in the city, and the government really doesn't do anything about it?"

"Alright," He Yongzhang said in a low voice.
"Second Uncle, send the things in first. Don't anger that Tiger Chief, or the entire He Family Village will be doomed."

"Ugh!"

The chubby second uncle sighed, waved his hand, and led a group of people into an underground passage.

in the crowd.

The group exchanged glances with He Yongzhang and then checked the weapons hidden on the carriage frame again.

"He Yongzhang?"

far away.

The air was filled with marsh gas.

Zhu Ju, carrying a large box, looked surprised.
"How did he get here?"

Since Fatty Wang got married, the three of them have rarely gotten together.

I heard that He Yongzhang also came to his senses and began to practice martial arts. He entered the ranks of martial arts last year during the New Year.

It's as if I've found a good master.

(End of this chapter)