Chapter 836 Searching for Wu Shi Tong
The building the old man had pointed out to Ye Xuanyue was truly eye-catching.
When Ye Xuanyue walked in, she got closer and realized that, up close, the building was actually arched. If she had to find something to compare it to, it was a bit like the Beast Fighting Arena from her previous life.
Ye Xuanyue took a few steps forward and pulled out the small sword.
A faint voice came from a corner.
"If you want to participate, take the path on the left."
"If the others aren't participating, take the path on the right."
Ye Xuanyue was slightly taken aback. She asked,
"Is there... a difference between left and right?"
The voice in the darkness seemed to carry a hint of amusement.
"Naturally, there is a big difference."
"The places you go are different. Those who go right go to the spectator stands. But they need to pay Spirit Stones."
Leng Moran listened, then directly took out a few Spirit Stones from his Ring and tossed them forward. The Spirit Stones flashed in the air and disappeared. The voice sounded utterly impartial.
"You may go up."
"Oh, remember, do not talk casually while watching the fights."
"You must not disclose any details of the matches outside the Wish-Granting Market."
"Make a soul oath, then enter."
A light suddenly shone before Leng Moran and Hou Xiaoyong. Leng Moran was slightly stunned. There was actually an oath-taking procedure? But this also showed how important this matter was to them.
Indeed, if spectators went out and babbled nonsense carelessly outside, that would not be good at all.
Leng Moran took a look, confirming the oath was only about this matter, with no other hidden conditions. Then he made the oath straightforwardly.
Violating the oath would hinder one's cultivation strength. In severe cases, it could even give rise to an Inner Demon. During breakthroughs, one could die from Qi Deviation. This method was indeed quite formidable.
Hou Xiaoyong, following Leng Moran's lead, steeled himself and made the oath. He had actually been thinking—he wanted to use the Spirit Beast Gambling Event inside the Wish-Granting Market to take the information out and sell it, to make a business out of it. But obviously, that was not possible now.
...
When Ye Xuanyue walked inside, it was very quiet all around. She saw a room at the end of the left side, then pushed the door open and walked in.
Several people were sitting inside, seemingly talking about something. Hearing the sound of Ye Xuanyue pushing the door open, many looked up, their voices carrying a hint of teasing.
"Oh! Another newcomer."
"And a little girl at that."
These people looked very different from one another, with completely different heights and builds. They looked up at Ye Xuanyue and smiled, but the smile was somewhat unclear.
Then the fattest one at the front spoke directly.
"Little girl, are you a Summoner too?"
Ye Xuanyue hesitated for a moment, but the identities of those who could be here were quite clear. So she nodded.
That fat man somehow fished out a pipe stem and took a satisfying puff before speaking.
"Truly, the younger generation is formidable."
"Such a tender little girl can actually find her way into the Wish-Granting Market. Is your family... in this line of work?"
Ye Xuanyue shook her head. She seemed to be a person of few words.
The few people exchanged glances, smiling. It was still that fat man who spoke.
"Don't be too scared. There aren't many Summoners who can survive in the Beast Alliance's territory. The environment of the Lingtian Continent simply isn't suitable for Summoners to live in."
"Us? We're all dancing with our heads tied to our belts."
"If the Beast Alliance discovers us Summoners, they'd practically jump to hunt us down, wishing we were all dead."
"If it weren't for places like this to hide, we'd really have a hard time surviving here."
"So we stick together."
Summoners themselves were not strong enough in power.
None of the people before her had reached the Martial Emperor Realm—but that did not mean their Spirit Beasts were necessarily weak.
Summoners could not be measured by traditional Cultivator rank realms.
Ye Xuanyue paused, then finally spoke.
"Do you know Wu Shi Tong?"
Her biggest reason for coming here was actually for this person.
The expressions of these people turned a bit strange. The fat man lifted his head, looking back and forth at this delicate-looking little girl before him. Her eyes seemed clear, making it easy for people to feel a liking for her at first glance.
He scratched his head, then spoke.
"You want to find that rascal Wu Shi Tong?"
"He hasn't arrived yet."
"But I know he will come. Just wait. That kid is as slippery as a ghost—he's definitely cautious. We all know he's long been on the Beast Alliance's blacklist."
"But he himself has big ideas and lots of tricks. He still runs around all over the place. The Beast Alliance has tried to capture him, but he always managed to escape by the skin of his teeth."
"What, you want to find him?"
"To learn some escape experience?"
Ye Xuanyue was slightly stunned. Wu Shi Tong... was actually someone on the Beast Alliance's blacklist. This person seemed even more special than she had imagined.
Ye Xuanyue was still lost in thought when she heard the door being forcefully slammed open.
The next second, a young man walked straight in, and his first words were a request for wine.
"Cook Lu, get me a cup of wine."
"Let me quench my thirst."
That fat man's nickname turned out to be Cook Lu. He scratched his head, his voice carrying a bit of helplessness.
"I don't have any wine left—you finished it last time. Wu Shi Tong, you're early today."
"Later, go ask if there's any wine at the market. But wine is a rare thing here..."
Before his words finished, a clear, cool voice of a young girl sounded.
"I have wine here."
"If you want to drink, I'll treat you."
The one who spoke was naturally Ye Xuanyue. Little Monkey had brewed an entire pond of wine in her Space earlier. Treating someone to a drink was something she could afford.
Ye Xuanyue looked up at the young man before her. So this was Wu Shi Tong.
This young man could be considered quite good-looking, and just from his appearance, one could tell he was an extremely clever type. A pair of protruding ears were particularly noticeable.
Wu Shi Tong was slightly taken aback. He narrowed his eyes and also sized up this little girl who said she would treat him to wine.
She did not look very old. Not the kind of "not old" due to skilled youth preservation. Her gaze was clear, and her face still held a quiet childishness. She was genuinely not very old—probably only in her teens or twenties.
She looked... likable.
Those eyes were truly well-formed. They made one think of spring water, very clear. After saying this, the little girl immediately produced a wine jar in her hand. She casually tossed the wine jar toward Wu Shi Tong, her movements very free and easy.
Wu Shi Tong caught it in his hands, and he could already smell the faint, elusive aroma of the wine.