The Destiny Villain Starting from Battle Through the Heavens

The reason why those horses that were responsible for pulling the carriage were able to be stored in the storage space of the [Eight Houses] was because they had been made into corpse puppets by Nalan Sheng.

Compared to a living horse, it is obvious that a corpse horse is more practical.

The corpse-shaped horse neither needs to eat nor feels tired, and can pull the carriage day and night without stopping.

However, this method also has a drawback: the corpse puppet horse will continuously deplete the stamina of the controller, Nalan Sheng, during its gallop.

Fortunately, Nalan Sheng had already mastered the "Six Treasures of Immortal Thieves" at a high level, and its stamina recovery speed far exceeded the consumption speed of the Corpse Puppet Steed, so this weakness could be completely ignored.

After carefully storing the corpse puppets and horses, Nalan Sheng waved his hand and stored the rest of the carriage in his storage ring.

"Alright, let's go!"

Led by Nalan Sheng, the women also used their Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to head towards Xinyang City, which was not far away.

"Waiter, bring out all your signature dishes, and two jugs of fine wine!"

After entering Xinyang City, Nalan Sheng and his group did not rush to go shopping. Instead, they found a restaurant and prepared to have a hearty meal.

"Alright, gentlemen, this way please!"

Upon seeing Nalan Sheng surrounded by women, the waiter's eyes lit up, and his smile became even more enthusiastic.

Since young masters like Nalan Sheng are usually very generous, as long as the waiter serves him well, he should be able to earn a lot of tips today.

The waiter was not disappointed. As soon as he finished serving the food and wine, Nalan Sheng tossed him a silver ingot and said that he didn't need to keep the change, as it was a tip for him.

For Nalan Sheng, the reward money was just a drop in the ocean, but for the waiter, it was equivalent to more than half a year's wages.

Therefore, the waiter's attitude towards Nalan Sheng naturally became more and more enthusiastic. He smiled and said a few auspicious words before leaving happily.

Just as Nalan Sheng and his companions were having lunch, chatting and laughing, a young girl in a purple dress walked into the restaurant they were in.

"Sir, you..."

When the waiter saw a customer arrive, he instinctively greeted him with a big smile. However, when he saw the girl in the purple dress, he couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the waiter suddenly look at her with a ghostly expression, the girl in the purple dress flashed a hint of displeasure in her eyes and said, "Is there something on my face?"

"No...no..."

The waiter subconsciously rubbed his eyes and turned to look at A'Zhu sitting next to Nalan Sheng.

Upon seeing this, the girl in the purple dress immediately followed the waiter's gaze and also showed an expression of disbelief.

It's no wonder the girl in the purple dress and the waiter reacted this way, because the girl in the purple dress looked exactly like A'Zhu.

After a brief moment of shock, the girl in the purple dress suddenly blinked her big, dark eyes, and an evil thought arose in her mind.

Since A'Zhu looks so much like me, I might as well make her my scapegoat.

Having made up her mind, the girl in the purple dress quickly put on an innocent smile and walked towards A'Zhu.

"Excuse me, sister, my name is Azi. What's your name?"

A'Zhu, who was serving Nalan Sheng his meal, looked up at the girl in the purple dress upon hearing her voice, and then unconsciously opened her mouth wide.

Upon seeing this, Abi couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister Azhu, she looks just like you!"

When Wang Yuyan and the others saw Azi's appearance clearly, they also showed expressions of surprise.

"I...I'm called Azhu."

Recovering from her shock, Azhu seemed to remember something and asked with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, "Little sister Azi, how old are you this year? Are your parents still alive?"

Upon hearing this, Azi feigned sadness and said, "I am an orphan. My master took me in and raised me. I am sixteen years old this year."

"You...you're an orphan too, and you're also sixteen years old..."

Azhu's eyes reddened slightly as she took out a gold locket she always wore and asked, "Sister Azi, do you have this?"

How did you get this?

Azi's pupils suddenly contracted, and she immediately took out the gold locket she had worn since childhood.

Looking at the two identical gold lockets, Wang Yuyan and the others guessed the relationship between Azhu and Azi.

"Little sister Azi, you are my own sister!"

Azhu hugged Azi, who looked bewildered, and two lines of tears of emotion streamed down her face.

Sensing Azhu's joy and excitement, Azi's expression also became somewhat complicated.

Originally, Azi wanted Azhu to be her scapegoat in order to escape the pursuit of the Xingxiu Sect members, but she never expected that Azhu would turn out to be her own sister.

"Junior sister, congratulations!"

Just as Azi was hesitating whether to continue making Azhu her scapegoat, a somewhat hoarse voice suddenly rang out, followed by a middle-aged man in his forties walking in from outside the tavern.

This person was dressed in a yellow linen shirt, with a large, gleaming gold ring hanging from each ear. He had a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and his appearance was quite fierce and strange, clearly not from the Central Plains.

When Azi saw the newcomer, her expression changed slightly, but she forced a smile and said, "Second Senior Brother, what a coincidence!"

"Junior sister, this isn't a coincidence. I'm here to bring you back on Master's orders," the lion-nosed man said, shaking his head.

"My master loves me the most~"

Azi pretended to be calm and said, "Second Senior Brother, please go back and tell Master that I met Sister on the road and we want to go to Jiangnan together to play and buy him some interesting antiques and jewelry before returning."

"That won't do, you took Master's..."

The lion-nosed man, halfway through his sentence, glanced at Nalan Sheng and the others, seemingly afraid of revealing a secret, and coldly snorted, "Master is already furious, you'd better hurry back with me!"

"Second Senior Brother, you know Master is furious, yet you still force me to go back. Aren't you deliberately trying to make me suffer?"

Ah Zi pouted and said pitifully, "Next time Master punishes you, I won't plead for you~"

"Since you insist on not going back, then give me that thing!"

When the lion-nosed man heard what Azi said, he remembered that she had pleaded for him before, and his heart softened a little. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I will take that thing back to my master, which will be a way of giving him an explanation."

"What did you say? What is that thing? I have no idea about it."

Seeing that feigning pitifulness wasn't working, Azi started pretending to be crazy and stupid.

"Junior sister, I refrain from attacking you out of consideration for our shared sect."

The lion-nosed man's face darkened as he said, "But if you insist on playing the fool with me, then don't blame me for being impolite."