Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

After glancing at the rather strange trio, Mu An then looked at the table near the door of the teahouse.

There were twelve people around the table: an old man, two strong men, a beautiful woman, and eight others who were just there to make up the numbers.

It looks very ordinary, like an elder from a sect taking a younger person on a trip to broaden their horizons.

However, anyone who knows a bit about weapons would notice that the weapons on their table are all top-quality items.

As the conversation about the young man in brocade robes deepened, people at both tables turned their attention to him.

The eight who were just there to make up the numbers quietly placed their hands on the edges of their weapons.

The young master in brocade robes probably rarely goes out, enjoying the attention of everyone like a peacock displaying its tail feathers.

Under the admiring gaze of the crowd, the conversation went deeper and deeper, and the inside information revealed by the young master in brocade robes became more and more explosive, even touching on the struggles between the Dark Feather Guard, the Sky Patrol Division and the major forces in the Southern Frontier in recent years.

The martial arts enthusiasts who had come to join the fun all pricked up their ears, listening intently while muttering to themselves.

"Did we run into the foolish son of an important person?"

"Great! Tell me more! The more the better!"

A bold and unrestrained man called over a waitress disguised as a man, slammed her hand on the table, and knocked off a large piece of silver. She wanted to send the young master in fine clothes a few more dishes and a pot of the finest tea to soothe his throat.

There were also those who, being connoisseurs of fine wine, would slam their fists on the table and shout at the waiter.

"Do you have any wine? Drinking tea is so boring, let's have some fine wine to satisfy our cravings."

The waiter wasn't afraid of these people and stubbornly retorted.

"No! This is a teahouse; we don't serve alcoholic beverages."

As if he had thought of something, the waiter immediately added another sentence.

"Bringing your own drinks isn't allowed either. You guys always cause trouble when you drink, and I always have to clean up your messes!"

The wandering swordsman wasn't angry at being talked back to by the waiter. Instead, he teased the waiter with a few playful remarks, making the waiter blush.

The shopkeeper behind the counter watched all this with a smile, seemingly oblivious to everything, yet also appearing to be constantly monitoring the shop's movements.

The lively scene impressed Mu An, who exclaimed that he was an expert and grabbed the wine gourd from his waist to drink.

How long has it been since he's seen such a lively scene?

Compared to the chaotic scene on the Lantern Festival in Qi'an City, this small scene is much more comforting.

The petty squabbles among a group of celestial martial saints are quite interesting.

Mu An had barely taken a couple of sips of wine when another person appeared in front of him.

Looking at the waiter standing in front of her, staring intently at the wine gourd, Mu An smiled.

"Would you like something to drink?"

The experienced waiter immediately recognized that Mu An was from out of town. She gave a light hum and spoke in a rather tactful tone.

"We don't allow alcohol in our shop. I apologize for not making that clear earlier. Could you please put the drinks away?"

Seeing the waiter bending over, Mu An noncommittally handed a small portion of the wine gourd to her.

"Really not drinking?"

The waiter subtly took a step back, his delicate features furrowing.

"Sir, it was my fault for not being clear. These are the rules set by the innkeeper, and I'm just a waiter; I can't make decisions on my own. How about this, I'll offer you a pot of hot tea, would that be alright?"

Mu An chuckled and shook his head, took the wine gourd back, picked it up and took another sip.

"Your personality is much worse than your father's. Back in Qi'an City, your father was incredibly adaptable. He was ruthless in selling people and ran away faster than a rabbit."

Having her deepest secret exposed, the waitress's face visibly darkened. She stared intently at Mu An, and as she backed away, her hand stealthily reached for the throwing knife at her waist.

"Young lady of the Bai family, if I were you, I wouldn't have that expression right now, nor would I be thinking of fighting to the death with someone who is clearly stronger than me."

The voice echoed in her mind, and seeing Mu An's lips remain unmoved, Bai Xi's expression darkened even further.

The method of transmitting sound.

It turned out to be a Celestial Martial Saint.

Could it be that her identity has been exposed, and this group is after her?

As her thoughts raced, Bai Xi glanced discreetly in the direction of the shopkeeper.

In Bai Xi's eyes, the shopkeeper's cultivation was unfathomable, and in the current situation, the only person she could trust was the shopkeeper.

If it's just a Celestial Martial Saint, it's nothing to fear for the shopkeeper.

To Bai Xi's surprise, the mysterious and unpredictable shopkeeper, whom she had once easily suppressed several Celestial Martial Saints and whom she suspected was a terrestrial immortal traveling in the mortal world, was completely unaware of the situation here.

The voice in my heart rang out again.

"Stop looking. The shopkeeper is just an ordinary person. He's not even a Xiantian (a high-level cultivator). He's not pretending to be weak, nor is he hiding his cultivation level."

Her pupils dilated in an instant. After a moment of terror, Bai Xi suppressed the turmoil in her heart and cautiously moved a little closer to Mu An.

Even so, her gaze kept drifting towards the counter, and she even threw her jade pendant on the ground, making a loud noise, as if trying to attract the shopkeeper's attention.

Clearly, Bai Xi didn't believe Mu An's claim that the shopkeeper was an ordinary person. She suspected that she had encountered a powerful figure of the same level as the shopkeeper, which led to the current situation.

Bai Xi thought that she could play along for now. As long as she could get the shopkeeper to notice the situation, the problem would be easily solved.

She felt more at ease with the shopkeeper, whom she had known for over a year, than with a complete stranger.

"sit."

Seeing that Mu An had no intention of hurting her, Bai Xi calmed down considerably and sat properly opposite Mu An.

In that short time, she noticed that although the teahouse was bustling with activity and contained many experts, no one seemed to have noticed anything unusual.

As the daughter of the Bai family patriarch, Bai Xi, with her extensive knowledge and experience, naturally knew that there was only one possibility for someone to achieve this level of skill.

A terrestrial deity.

But... why didn't the shopkeeper notice what was going on here?

"Junior Bai Xi greets this senior."

"Bai Xi, right? Bai Qingming is your father?"

"In response to your question, Senior, Marquis Bai Qingming of Zhennan is indeed my father. Perhaps my ancestor, Huaqing Sanxian, and the Immortal Spirit Gu Immortal also knew you, Senior."

Seeing the little girl in front of him bring up his two terrestrial deities, Mu An couldn't help but find it amusing.

Does he look that scary?

But thinking about it, it makes sense. It's normal for this little girl to be a bit naive, since she's been fooled by a mere mortal until now.

"I have never met your ancestors, but your father used to call me 'elder brother'."

I vaguely remember back in the capital, the bandits were fierce and targeted your father for assassination. I saved him nine times, and he insisted on acknowledging me as his elder brother.

Upon hearing this, Bai Xi suddenly remembered what her father had said to her once when he was drunk.

She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, she particularly admired those powerful human beings, especially the youngest and most decisive Five Elements True Lord.

Then, Bai Qingming, who was quite drunk, told her a lot of things, including some that were not suitable to be said.

"Later, due to various circumstances, your father had to return to southern Xinjiang ahead of schedule. When we parted, he was in tears, saying he wanted to welcome me to southern Xinjiang and would greet me from ten miles away..."

So, could this person in front of me be the Five Elements True Lord?

hiss--

After gasping for breath several times, Bai Xi's eyes sparkled, and without any hesitation, she immediately kowtowed to Mu An.

"I was unaware of Uncle Mu's arrival. I apologize for not welcoming you properly. Please forgive me. I am willing to accompany you to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the Southern Frontier... for as many years as you like. I promise to be there whenever you call and serve you well."

"..."