Sister Qi was shocked by Ruan Lan's shamelessness.

After thinking for a long time, she only spat out four words: "As expected of you."

Ruan Lan muttered, "By the way, Sister Qi, can you find the tomb of the Peach Blossom Quasi-Emperor? There's bound to be a lot of good stuff in there."

Sister Qi couldn't be bothered to deal with Ruan Lan.

Still thinking about tomb raiding?

With the strength the two of them currently have, let alone entering the tomb, they might get turned to ashes by the prohibitions just by approaching.

"Sigh, forget it, tomb raiding is wrong."

Ruan Lan drank her worries away, heavy with thoughts. Thanks to Sister Qi's guidance during their escape, she had already condensed a true Golden Core and set foot on the path of an Array Master.

But this level.

Always feels insufficient.

What can such a mere Golden Core do?

She's not even as good as her two nephews!

The more she thought about it, the sadder Ruan Lan became. She drank cup after cup, her cheeks flushed red, clearly drunk.

She mumbled softly, 'stupid brother-in-law, dare to bully my sister I'll kill you' 'I really want to go home', and eventually collapsed onto the table drunk.

The tavern was right in the city center, a place where some major sects had stationed their management, supposedly being safe.

But as Ruan Lan fell drunk, quite a few cultivators glanced over, their eyes flashing with greed.

They could see that Ruan Lan's attire was extraordinary, woven from Ten Thousand Year Ice Cicada Silk, something only direct descendants of prominent sects could wear.

The person in front of them didn't appear to have high cultivation, and she was drunk, clearly a fat lamb...

"Hmph."

Sister Qi sneered disdainfully at the coveting scoundrels around her and released a thread of Sword Intent.

This Sword Intent.

It was a thread of Qingfeng Sword Intent that Sister Qi had borrowed from the Qingfeng Sword before departure. Just revealing a trace was enough to intimidate those of the Venerable Realm.

Not to mention that most cultivators in the tavern were at the Nascent Soul or Divinity Transformation Realm, with only a few at the Divine Bridge Realm. How could they dare harbor any ill thoughts?

Sensing that warm breeze-like aura, Mr. Calculations behind the counter was abruptly awakened from his nap.

He cautiously glanced at Ruan Lan, quickly diverted his gaze, and hurriedly instructed the shop assistant to deliver a pot of fine wine.

"Smack."

Ruan Lan smacked her lips, still talking in her sleep.

She slept until the night. When she opened her eyes, the tavern was full of patrons, but not a single one dared to sit at her table.

Ruan Lan inwardly thought, Oh no.

Sleeping so soundly while out and about, what if something had happened?

She quickly used her Divine Sense to check herself, confirming her storage ring was still there and her clothes untouched before breathing a sigh of relief.

"So you are aware of danger after all."

Sister Qi said sarcastically, "I saw you sleeping so soundly, I didn't have the heart to wake you."

Ruan Lan blushed and, unusually, didn't retort but instead called out:

"Shop assistant, the bill! I only ordered one pot of wine. Is this a black shop trying to force a sale?"

Ruan Lan was about to draw her sword.

The shop assistant hurriedly said, "Dear customer, it's on the house... it's complimentary."

Ruan Lan raised an eyebrow, "Why is it complimentary? Is there poison in it? Do you have ill intentions? How dare you say this isn't a black shop!"

"..."

The shop assistant almost cried.

Your Sword Intent scared the half-step Venerable Mr. Calculations to the point of nearly running away. He's just a mere Foundation Establishment, who would dare poison you?

Quickly thinking on his feet, he said, "It's soon to be Lady Peach Blossom's birthday, and female cultivators are gifted a jar of three-hundred-year Peach Blossom Brew."

"Really?"

The question wasn't from Ruan Lan but from the other female cultivators in the shop.

The shop assistant quickly looked at Mr. Calculations, timidly asking, "Really... right?"

Mr. Calculations' eyebrows were twitching wildly. There were still dozens of female cultivators in the shop, afraid they'd have to give away half a year's income...

But seeing Ruan Lan's vigilant expression, Mr. Calculations knew that if they didn't bleed today, the tavern might be torn down by this terrifying woman.

So, with tears in his heart and a smiling nod, he said, "Of course, it's true. It's a gift, all female cultivators receive it."

"Oh."

Ruan Lan felt a bit embarrassed, chuckling awkwardly, "So you're good people, should've said so earlier. Thanks!"

Sister Qi was laughing so hard she held her stomach, rolling around on the Formation Chessboard.

In the Cultivation World, you don't find many taverns so scared and accommodating.

Leaving the tavern, Ruan Lan drank a three-hundred-year Peach Blossom Brew as she walked through the streets.

Looking at the branches of peach blossoms hanging on the street, Ruan Lan's heart filled with different emotions. It turned out to be a festival for Lady Peach Blossom, no wonder there were peach blossoms all over the city.

"Have you heard? Another Great Emperor has appeared, choosing to go to the Nine Kings' Palace with Emperor Bahuang and Great Emperor Jiu Feng!"

"Which Great Emperor?"

"I don't know, seems like it's an Empress."

"Oh no, oh no, will the Holy Lands of the Immortal Domain be slaughtered again?"

"..."

At this, the cultivators chatting by the street all shivered. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

First, the Seventeen Holy Lands ambushed the Lord of the Heavenly Court, igniting the fuse. The Supreme Emperor personally led troops on two campaigns, causing rivers of blood in the Immortal Domain.

Then Emperor Bahuang acted, ravaging the Holy Lands.

In less than a year, nearly a hundred Holy Lands were completely wiped out, indirectly affecting half of the Immortal Domain.

Were it not for the pressure from the Heavenly Court and many Great Emperors, the major forces in the Immortal Domain might have fought to the death over territory disputes.

"There really is an Empress appearing."

Ruan Lan froze, but the Emperor Realm was still too far removed from her, so she didn't dwell on it.

She visited several elixir shops in the city, buying a large quantity of elixirs in batches. During the process, she booked rooms in several taverns and inns, set up temporary teleportation arrays, and made sure no one was tailing her before settling into one of the rooms.

"Sister Qi, aren't you being too cautious? There aren't that many bad people," Ruan Lan grumbled.

"In this world, there aren't any good people, you can't be too trusting."

"Nonsense, you're a good person, so is my sister, so am I!" Ruan Lan corrected.

Hearing Ruan Lan's somewhat childish words, Sister Qi didn't respond.

She a good person?

She may be an Artifact Spirit.

But the cultivators who died at her hands numbered at least in the tens of thousands, if not millions, and they couldn't all have been evil, deserving of death.

"Rest for a few days, then we'll continue the journey. Didn't you want to visit Bai Xue's old residence?"

"Yes, yes, exactly!"

Ruan Lan nodded repeatedly; otherwise, she wouldn't have come to the Southern Immortal Domain.

Ruan Lan soon fell asleep.

However, Peach Blossom Star welcomed an unexpected guest who silently entered the city.

The young man carried a book chest on his back and held a Bamboo Sword, resembling a traveling scholar.

With a gentle smile, the young man said, "One guest room please."

"Clink."

A high-grade Spirit Stone was gently placed on the counter, and the shop assistant quickly led him upstairs. The room happened to be right next to Ruan Lan's.

When the young man passed by Ruan Lan's room, his steps paused, and he glanced inside with a hint of surprise.

Sister Qi sensed something, suddenly waking from her nap, only to feel an inexplicable terror lingering in her heart.

This feeling.

She had only ever experienced it facing Xu Lai.

Even when facing Baize Divine General and Taotie Divine General of the Heavenly Court, she'd never felt this way.