The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 597 - 341 Crystal Room

That was the chair Ning Xiaoxian had just sat in, with half a cup of tea still on the table next to it.

Since Qing Ji came unexpectedly, Ning Xiaoxian left in a hurry, and the maid didn’t manage to take it back. Normally, this would be extremely rude, and Miluo’s people rarely act so carelessly. But nobody is perfect, or maybe it was fate, that the cup of tea was still left in its original place.

Ning Xiaoxian had been sitting there for quite a while. The Spiritual Tea had long gone cold. Given that Qing Ji had never tried Spiritual Tea and was unfamiliar with its taste, Miluo was not worried he would discover the tea’s secret. However, both noticed a bit of delicate, rosy color remaining on the edge of the fine porcelain cup.

That touch of faint blush was exactly the size suitable for a woman’s delicate sip. Miluo certainly knew whose lipstick that was, recalling her graceful sipping and alluring eyes. His heart couldn’t help but sway slightly, as if he could still smell the faint scent left on the cup. He didn’t know that Ning Xiaoxian’s lipstick was homemade, lighter than what’s sold on the market, using flower and herb juices instead of vermillion, adding more moisture.

Qing Ji’s eyesight was no inferior to his, he naturally saw it too, and suddenly smiled, "Was there a female guest here just now? That’s quite strange. Isn’t your courtyard never open to female guests?"

Miluo raised his eyebrows, brimming with interest: "Strange, big brother, where did you hear such a thing? Women are certainly not scarce here."

Qing Ji was somewhat taken aback, knowing this youngster wouldn’t tell him the truth, so he just pretended not to care, laughed mockingly a few times, then took his leave. Miluo was extremely polite, escorting him all the way to the main gate before returning.

Hearing the gate shut loudly, Qing Ji walked a little further, his smile completely disappearing from his face, and he made a hand gesture. A thin person then emerged from the shadows by the road, standing with bowed head.

Qing Ji said: "So my dear younger brother actually invited a woman to have tea in the courtyard. Go, find out everything about this woman, I need to know where she will be next." No sound came from behind; the person in the shadows had disappeared.

Due to this delay, by the time Miluo and Ning Xiaoxian left, Yue’er had already risen in the east. Flying was prohibited over Chiming City, the city owned by Miluo, yet he also had to abide by the city’s rules, so his subordinates brought three peculiar-looking beasts resembling Tu Jin’s mortal form of Qilin, with lion heads, fish scales, bull tails, deer antlers, all over red, looking majestically fearsome.

The beasts were all saddled up. Listening to Miluo’s introduction, Ning Xiaoxian exclaimed in amazement, "Is this the Bishui Golden Clear Beast?"

Miluo corrected: "Not the Bishui Golden Clear Beast, but the Defective Bishui Golden Clear Beast. A slight miss can lead to a great error; the Defect Beast cannot fly and does not understand human speech. Though it resembles the real Bishui Golden Clear Beast, it lacks its Divine Skills. However, it’s much faster than a horse for transportation."

That was also quite magical. I never thought I’d see the Bull Demon King’s mount here. She cheerfully patted the robust shoulder of the Defect Beast, surprisingly receiving a response neither horse-like nor bull-like. Although the Defect Beast couldn’t fly, it ran much faster than a horse, and she only felt the wind whistling by her ears as the scenery swiftly retreated. Moreover, despite its huge size, it was remarkably agile, because its paws were shaped like tiger claws with inner pads, running silently, unlike the noisy clopping of horse hooves.

At the moment, they were heading towards West City along a broad street. There are too many Immortal Masters in this city, and they also have to follow the city ordinance of no flying, so they often speed along on their rides. Hence, Miluo ordered that mortals are not allowed to walk in the middle of the road, to avoid colliding with nobles. This rule sounded quite discriminatory, but Ning Xiaoxian understood it was for everyone’s safety, since the mounts of immortals and demons were much faster than good horses and wouldn’t possibly avoid mortals in the middle of the road, and one can only imagine the consequences of such collisions.

Chiming City, a myriad of lights just beginning to shine. This walled city at night, brimming with a strange charm.

Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t help asking, "How many people live in Chiming City at least?"

"There are normally one million three hundred seventy thousand residents. Including daily transient merchants and vendors, around one million five hundred fifty thousand." Miluo truly knew his governed city like the back of his hand. "Are you curious why this city on the western frontier is so prosperous?"

She didn’t hide her curiosity: "Indeed. On my way here, I found the western winds violent and dry, turning fertile land into sand wherever I went. It’s hard to imagine why it’s so lush here. I’ve heard several versions of legends, and none seem reliable." Both used Divine Skills to talk, so the roaring wind by their ears couldn’t interrupt their conversation.