Chapter 2039: Chapter 2036: A Sinister Visitor!

Tea house.

Ren Feifan and three others sat around a table, ordering a variety of dim sum and tea.

The Corroding Sky Striped Tiger had transformed into the body of a child.

Upon entering, Ren Feifan decided not to ride the Corroding Sky Striped Tiger, as its aura was somewhat terrifying.

Moreover, the Corroding Sky Striped Tiger counts as an ancient mythical beast of the Hidden Gate, so if recognized, it would certainly lead to trouble.

Ren Feifan truly didn’t want to have his nerves on edge all day; better to stay discreet.

He didn’t want to stir up trouble, only to find the physical body of the Demon Lord and meet Xu Shihan.

Nearby, a few cultivators passing by cast surprised glances in Ren Feifan’s direction.

Because Ren Feifan’s entourage was indeed too eye-catching.

A young man accompanied by two little kids and an elderly man barely hanging on to life.

Aside from the young man carrying a sword, which had some deterrent force, the others truly were a sight one couldn’t bear to look at.

Lacking any cultivation, they were simply burdens.

This area of North State is full of sects, mostly populated by cultivators, seldom does one see cultivators taking children out.

After all, taking children would only hinder a cultivator’s ability to act freely and limit their strength.

Such a bizarre lineup was indeed the first time these people had seen.

There was even a kind-hearted middle-aged man who came forward to advise Ren Feifan.

“Young brother, are you planning to enter and join a sect?”

Ren Feifan took a sip of tea, not bothering to explain, and nodded.

The middle-aged man, upon hearing, quickly added: “Young brother, I advise you to go back unless your strength is extremely strong. Otherwise, the sects inside won’t take disciples’ family members. If your children have some talent, that’s different, but those by your side with no strength at all, like the elderly and children…”

The Dragon Girl couldn’t stand it anymore and slammed the table: “Who are you talking about!”

Her bloodline was exceedingly powerful, though to the average person, she naturally appeared to have no talent.

The middle-aged man obviously hadn’t expected the little girl to have such a fiery temper and didn’t want to say more; he looked at Ren Feifan and continued:

“Young brother, I’ve said all I should, take care. Also, let me remind you, this area has many assassins and robbers, it’s quite chaotic, and no one oversees it, so finish eating and leave at once.”

After finishing his advice, the middle-aged man returned to his seat and chatted with friends before continuing on his journey.

Before leaving, he glanced at Ren Feifan again, seeing he hadn’t moved, he sighed heavily.

Lamenting his misfortune and angered by his unwillingness to fight back.

Ren Feifan naturally wouldn’t heed the man’s advice. He took out the map given by Ren Ao Tian, checked his location.

Tonight he should be able to reach the Cloudwater Sect, he just didn’t know how to confirm the physical body of the Demon Lord.

Such a powerful existence must be Cloudwater Sect’s treasure; even with Ren Ao Tian’s letter, they might not reveal its whereabouts.

Everything depends on luck.

If it doesn’t work, he’ll first visit the Double Lotus Sect to see if Xu Shihan is there.

Determining Xu Shihan’s whereabouts should be relatively easy.

While Ren Feifan was deep in thought, a Flame Horse Carriage stopped nearby.

Driving the Flame Horse Carriage was a man who appeared to be in his sixties.

The man had a God Sea Realm cultivation, his eyes cautious, a longsword at his waist.

The quality was fairly decent.

Additionally, around the carriage were three to four experts’ auras.

Appeared to be from a wealthy family.

After all, the Flame Horse Carriage’s market value was not cheap.

Fast in travel, and quite noble.

“Miss, get off and have some food first; we’ll continue the journey later.” The elderly man alighted, respectfully.

“Okay.”

A clear voice rang from the carriage, crisp as a bell.

The next moment, Ren Feifan saw the carriage curtain lift, and a maiden got off.

The maiden had jet-black hair, slightly styled, adorned with a pearl-hairpin, tassels dangling from it, swaying as she alighted.

The maiden had a fair, clean face, with delicate skin. Her eyebrows were long and drawn, her eyes sparkled like stars.

A small nose above a cherry-small mouth, her lips thin, slightly upturned corners, carrying a hint of sorrowful smile.

The entire face was exquisite and pure, utterly ethereal, lacking any trace of earthly flavor.

She wore a white floral crepe top and a pleated skirt.

Elegant, noble, poised.

Like a budding lotus, untouched by dust.

Ren Feifan saw such a temperament in a lady for the first time within the Hidden Gate, rivaling Ye Qingcheng.

At that moment, Dragon Girl’s soft voice sounded: “Brother Feifan, stop staring; you’ll pop your eyes out. Haven’t you seen a beauty before? No, you haven’t had beauties around lately, except for me of course.”

Dragon Girl’s voice was loud enough for the entire tea house to hear; naturally, the lady also noticed, glanced at Ren Feifan with a smile, and sat at the table next to him.

However, the old man seemed somewhat hostile to Ren Feifan, deliberately sitting in a spot where he blocked Ren Feifan’s view.

As for the other experts, they stood around, vigilantly watching the surroundings.

Ren Feifan shook his head helplessly, glaring at Dragon Girl: “You’re too talkative.”

After speaking, he continued examining the map on the table.

He discovered a lot of sects in the area, the situation was somewhat complicated, intending not to linger long.

Suddenly, Ren Feifan sensed something, raised his head, eyes flashing a hint of seriousness.

There was killing intent.

The next second, the sound of something breaking through the air was heard; four arrows descended from the sky, striking the surrounding experts directly.

In a single strike, killed instantly.

The elderly man at the neighboring table, seeing his men slaughtered, eyes narrowed, stood up quickly, a longsword appeared in his hand.

Extremely solemn.

“Miss, if you permit, you should retreat first, these people are likely targeting us.”

The soft-hearted maiden turned her palm, also gathering a strand of True Qi.

However, it was somewhat faint.

Shortly after, three bald men with tattoos on their heads appeared in the tea house.

All had a bizarre pattern tattooed on their heads.

Resembling Sanskrit, yet like some curse.

The key point was the blades they held were still dripping with blood, a slight bloodthirsty aura covering them.

Clearly, they had killed many moments ago.

Ren Feifan glanced around, noticing other guests had fled, even the tea stall owner was nowhere to be seen.

“Ah, the downfall of society, perhaps this is why that elder brother advised us to leave.”

Ren Feifan knew the area was chaotic but hadn’t expected such disorder.

In this way, Huaxia was better, at least with laws in place preventing random killings.

The elderly man at the neighboring table observed the three men, face pale, scolded: “Black-stripe Triple Wraiths, what is the meaning of this!”

The leading bald man leisurely licked his lips, stepping before the old man, derisively said: “You ask me what it means? Isn’t it clear what we do? Someone paid for the lives of you two, that’s all.”