Zhaori City was a city under the control of Zhongshan Prefecture. Naturally, its scale was not as large as the port city of You Ri City. However, there were quite a few xiuzhe on the streets. Pedestrians flocked endlessly. There were many stalls on the streets. Fortunately, there were no Heavenly Dynasty City Management Law Enforcement Team here. Otherwise, these fellows would have been prepared to disperse at all times.

At this moment, an inconspicuous stall was set up in an inconspicuous corner near the city gate. It was an old rag with a few stacks of crumpled yellow paper on it. Beside it stood an uneven piece of old tree bark. On it was a crooked and crooked sign: Sale of magic talismans. Passing cultivators all curiously glanced at it, then threw down their disdain and walked away.

Behind this alternative stall sat three alternative xiuzhe. One of the young male cultivators held a rusty sword in his arms. Her long hair was tied up with a rope, He wore a silver sword ring on his left ear and a thin T-shirt. However, it was exceptionally large. The hem of the shirt was squeezed into his trousers and his lower body was wearing a pair of knee-length shorts. The legs of the trousers were obviously cut by him. There were different lengths on both sides and a thin string hanging down. It sounded unruly to put it nicely, but it sounded like flowing air. This guy had a cold expression on his face as he stared coldly at the top of the city gate, as if there was a peerlessly good sword there.

Beside Little Brother Ke was a short male cultivator with a round face and an ordinary appearance. He looked to be around thirty years old, and his hair on his forehead had already fallen off, forming a shining Mediterranean appearance. Beside the Mediterranean male cultivator was a tangled and sturdy man. This fellow was wearing a tight and short dozen clothes that had been washed so white that his chest muscles and waist were heavily exposed. A pair of mung bean eyes were boring as they swept across the passers-by.

Suddenly, a pink-carved jade-like girl passed by. Her two slender, snow-white legs moved in place of each other, dazzling with white flowers. The sturdy man's mung bean eyes suddenly widened. His gaze followed the beautiful legs and moved to a place where it was hard to see. He reluctantly withdrew his gaze and licked his thick lips and cursed, "The world is really going down. If our daughter wears this, I will slap her on the wall!"

"Bamboo hammer, your wife is still in the stomach of some mother-in-law. Return her daughter, turtle girl is more like it!" Mediterranean said with a friendly expression.

The burly man rolled his eyes and said, "Go, sell your butt … Go to the butt paper, you haven't sold a single one after a day, and you still have the face … face to talk to you!" This guy stuttered a little. Selling butt paper almost made people think that selling butt was selling butt!

The Mediterranean male cultivator touched the Mediterranean Sea on his forehead and sighed, "Too few people know what to do!"

"Abbess, the hammer, the goods are here!" Little Brother Ke suddenly shouted, but his sharp gaze still stared at the top of the city gate. The sturdy man and Mediterranean looked at the city gate at the same time. The sturdy man immediately grinned, "My dear mother, so many beauties!"

Dozens of beauties surrounded a man who walked in from outside the city gate. This man was tall and straight like a javelin, and his footsteps were calm. A red-clothed girl stood beside him with a bird on her back. Twelve beautiful Half-Spirit women surrounded the two of them like stars in the moon.

"Which power's second generation ancestor is this? There are so many female slaves of the Spirit Race beside him!"

"Motherf*cker, you're dragging me!"

"Tsk tsk, one hundred thousand spirit crystals, how many are twelve? No one can afford two to three million!"

"Yes, which young master is so generous!"

Chu Jun frowned and thought to himself, "Looks like I have to buy some cloaks for Yujia and the others to put on. They are too conspicuous!"

Ning Yun held Chu Jun's hand and looked around carelessly. Suddenly, he saw the other type of stall not far away and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He tugged at Chu Jun's hand and said, "Chu Jun, look, they're so funny!"

Chu Jun looked away. Instantly, the tiger's body trembled again and again. These brothers wouldn't have crossed over as well, In his previous life, he must have been a street dancer. After crossing paths, he was miserable. He changed his profession to selling toilet paper. No, that crumpled yellow paper is still a talisman. You even used rotten tree bark to erect your signboard. At least you used a brick. Even if you used tree bark, you still found a good one. It was full of holes and incomplete strokes. If you read it, you would have to be a beggar.

"Let's go take a look!" Ning Yun smiled and pulled Chu Jun over. Although Chu Jun was very reluctant, he could only follow Ning Yun when he saw that he was interested.

"Bamboo hammer, the sensible ones are here!" Mediterranean nudged the strong man. Little Brother Ke was still holding the broken sword in his arms, as if he was hanging on to his son.

"Hey, what are you selling?" Ning Yun glanced at the three figures and couldn't help but giggle. The hammer rolled its eyes and said, "Laugh … laugh fart, little … little girl, don't you … don't you know how to write?" The fellow stretched out a finger as thick as a radish and knocked on the old tree bark.

Ning Yun blushed and glared hatefully at the big hammer. "Big guy, say it again if you have the guts!" He snorted.

The sturdy man grinned and smashed into the Mediterranean man beside him. He smiled naively and said, "Granny, the little girl asks … Ask me if I have the guts?"

Ning Yun's face instantly turned red with embarrassment. Chu Jun raised his sword-like eyebrows, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes. The Mediterranean male cultivator immediately struck the hammer and shuddered. He chuckled kindly and said, "This beautiful girl, don't be like this fool, this guy's brain has been a problem since he was young!" As he said that, he kicked the big butt of the strong man and scolded, "Stay aside, don't stop my brother from doing business!"

The burly man grinned, rubbed his butt, and moved his position. He muttered, "Just your talismans, do a … fart … fart business. Keep … wiping your butt!"

The Mediterranean man smiled at Ning Yun without changing his expression. "Don't listen to that fool's nonsense. This is a powerful talisman. It's even more powerful than the talisman from the Thousand Talisman Temple. If you want to buy it early, you can have it quickly, but not slowly!"

"Hmph, you don't want to give it to me for free!" Ning Yun glared at the Mediterranean man and pulled Chu Jun away angrily.

Chu Jun casually glanced at the broken sword in the cold youth's arms before turning around and leaving.

"Hey, girl, fellow Daoist … Don't leave, it's really a powerful talisman, its power is extraordinary … Don't leave, I'll give you guys a break!"

"Haha, Grand Aunt, don't … don't howl … Howl, it's said that you can't sell your butt paper!"

The Mediterranean man sat down dejectedly and slammed his shoulder against the cool guy beside him.

"Needless to say, that pretty boy must be a fat sheep. He even brought twelve Half Spirit Race waitresses with him. Who would he do if he didn't do it?" The hammer interrupted.

"That fat sheep doesn't look like an ordinary dandy. Touch his bottom again!" Little Brother Ke said coldly.

In order to avoid attracting more attention, Chu Jun first found a place to settle down Yu Jia and the others. Only then did he and Ning Yun wander the streets and buy cloaks for the twelve Half Spirit Race beauties.

Ning Yun was like a happy bird as he pulled Chu Jun around. This time, Chu Jun had brought out a million spirit crystals, and Ning Yun would give him whatever he wanted.

"Tsk tsk, this kid is really a big fat sheep. He spent nearly 100,000 spirit crystals in the Silk Pavilion just now without blinking an eye!" The two xiuzhe leaned against a tree beside the street and whispered to each other.

"En, this guy is obviously from another place. He just entered the city today!"

"Alright, keep an eye on the fat sheep. I'll go report them to the boss. After they leave the city, we'll kill them. Twelve Half Spirit Race beauties will be sold to other continents for a change. Hehe, one million Spirit Crystals will be in your possession easily!"

The two xiuzhe moved separately. One continued to follow Chu Jun, while the other went back to report. Just as the two of them left, a Mediterranean male cultivator flashed out from behind the tree. This guy touched his forehead and said kindly, "This is troublesome. Black Wind and the others also looked at this fat sheep!"

At this moment, Chu Jun, the fat sheep, stared at the two snow-white legs moving alternately across the street. The owner of the legs was about fourteen or fifteen years old. He had delicate, watery eyes, and a porcelain doll-like face that looked somewhat familiar.

"Aiyo!" While Chu Jun was deep in thought, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist, and he had already been punished by Ning Yun's super finger.

Ning Daqianjin's lips were pouted high, his big eyes glaring fiercely at Chu Jun. A word "vinegar" was almost carved on his forehead, and he sarcastically said, "Isn't the little girl's jade leg beautiful?"

Chu Jun couldn't help but laugh, "Yun'er, you're jealous. I just think that female cultivator looks a little familiar!"

Ning Yun immediately became vigilant and pouted, "Stinky guy, who is she? Hurry up and come to the truth!"

Chu Jun spread out his hands and said, "I can't remember!"

"Hmph, don't tell me, I'm angry!" Ning Yun angrily turned around and left.

Chu Jun hurriedly chased after her and reached out to hug the little girl's slender waist. Ning Yun twisted her waist a few times before accepting his fate. He rolled his eyes at Chu Nan and said angrily, "Why are you hugging her? She doesn't know you well, so she has no face or skin!"

Chu Jun narrowly squeezed his eyebrows and said, "It doesn't matter if we don't know each other, but they know each other!"

Ning Yun was stunned for a moment and asked curiously, "They?"

Chu Jun glanced at the three paths with a lively gaze. Ning Yun's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. He fiercely pinched his waist and said angrily, "Big dirty bastard, you … don't touch me tonight!"

Chu Jun's face immediately turned bitter as he said, "Then I'll have to go find that pretty-legged little girl!"

"You dare!" Ning Yun's apricot eyes immediately widened as he pouted and threatened angrily.

Chu Jun hurriedly hugged her and took a sip of incense. "I'm just teasing you … hehe, I think who she is!" He said.

Ning Yun was immediately nervous when he heard that Chu Jun really knew the girl made of pink and jade carvings. His heart was sour, but he heard Chu Jun say, "You've seen this person before!"

"Who is it?" Ning Yun asked in astonishment.

"Do you still remember meeting that strange demon girl, Tong Tong, in Burning Heaven City, Guyuan Continent?" Chu Jun said softly.

Ning Yun thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up. "You said that, but she woke up. She really looks like him!"

Chu Jun had seen both sides of Tong Tong, especially that time in the cliff cave of the Death Spirit Abyss. Because of her plea, that Ah Lao had rescued him and Yu'er from the cliff top. As a demon, what was her purpose in appearing in Zhaori City?