Chapter 144: Lively City
<span style="font-weight:400">“There are regr folks around now?” Li Lang muttered as he watched the lively streets of Prity City.
<span style="font-weight:400">It caused his twopanions to take a second look at all the people around.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re right,” Long Yi agreed. “There was barely anyone here thest time we were here. I can’t believe it’s changed so much over the years.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm? It’s always like this whenever Ie,” Sima Xue said.
<span style="font-weight:400">The contradictions caused the group to fall silent for a brief moment before Li Lang made a sound that indicated he remembered something important.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s right! They said mortals were usually not allowed in here unless there were events going on where menial workers were needed.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll g-go inquire about it lter,” Wei Ping offered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Event?” Sima Xue muttered. “Oh, you mean the annual auctions? It happens over two months out of the year. I guess I normally only doe around this time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Auction? Care to borate?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure, let’s get to our inn first, okay?”
<span style="font-weight:400">With the exnation dyed, the group slowly traveled through the busy streets. Once they got off the central road, the smaller streets were so crowded that the carriages moved at the same pace as the pedestrians.
<span style="font-weight:400">It gave ample time for the trio to witness the city in its new form.
<span style="font-weight:400">As expected from a young princess from a major organization, Sima Xue brought them to a luxurious inn. They had an entire driveway for carriages, and then arge shed to park them away as well. In between the entrance to the street, there were several finely sculpted marble art pieces. To Li Lang, they were of unfamiliar creatures and symbols.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sima Xue opted to stow her vehicle into her space ring before they made their way up the steps.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wee to Serene Retreat, Young Lady Sima. We have your rooms already prepared,” the hostess greeted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You made reservations ahead of time? How? You dropped by beforeing to fetch us?” Long Yi tactless asked, right before the staff.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course not. I had the sectmunicate to the proprietress here about my visit.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Communicate how?” Li Lang asked without missing a beat.
<span style="font-weight:400">He immediately realized she referred to a prompt method ofmunication. As a modern person, he knew exactly how vital that was to civilization. The only question left was whether it was through means like messenger pigeons, smoke signals, or a novel method involving Qi.
<span style="font-weight:400">“With a transmission jade, of course. The big cities have one paired with each other.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is it possible to buy these jades for myself?”
<span style="font-weight:400">From the corner of his eye, Li Lang caught sight of the staff bringing up her sleeve to hide her smile. It was then that he knew he had asked a stupid question. Sima Xue blinking nkly had confirmed this.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Umm, probably not? They’re valuable treasures that onlyrge organizations have. Even my Nightmoon Valley doesn’t have one to every city in the Luminescent Domain.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see…Well, why don’t we get settled into our rooms first before continuing our chat?”
<span style="font-weight:400">From context alone, Li Lang could surmise that this transmission jade wasn’t as convenient as the phones he was familiar with. They appeared to be paired with each other, much like the quantummunicators the space force used on their capital ships. He only noted it down in the corner of his mind to keep an eye out for it before checking into their rooms.
<span style="font-weight:400">This time, the group of four were each shown to their own rooms. Unlike in the past, Li Lang’s wallet was now much healthier. He didn’t protest the arrangement, as he had already embarrassed himself with his questions. He’d rather not be remembered by the staff as the country bumpkin.
<span style="font-weight:400">While he didn’t care for his reputation or the likes, his current goal was to create his own organization. He had heard enough gossip about people in important posts to know the importance of a reputation for any respectable organization. These small matters appeared insignificant, but it affected one’s credibility.
<span style="font-weight:400">Li Lang knew that trust was the most important currency between groups. It took a long time to build, but only one misstep to ruin.
<span style="font-weight:400">After putting away their luggage, the group quickly assembled in the tea lounge next to the lobby. Further in was a proper restaurant, much ssier than the pubs Li Lang had frequented. He would explore the eatery soon enough. For now, they upied the lounge.
<span style="font-weight:400">They all assembled and resumed their earlier conversation.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So, where do I begin?” Sima Xue pondered while holding her cup of tea with both hands.
<span style="font-weight:400">“H-how about the o-organizer and when it s-starts?” Wei Ping suggested.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, the organizer is Prity City itself. That’s why it draws such a huge crowd. Both righteous snobs and our demonic cultivators will be participating.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve never heard anything about it during my time in Spirit Grove,” Li Langmented.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, yeah. The righteous sects want to keep up the image of us as unreasonable brutes. Only their elders, established ns, and powerful wandering cultivators would know about it. After all, only these powerful people have the wealth to participate.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then why are there so many people here? They can’t all be wealthy, can they?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What I exined is for the main event only. There are many other auctions happening at the same time, catering to different needs and price points. Many cater to the numerous scions from the established cultivator ns.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So…That means this <em><span style="font-weight:400">secret</em><span style="font-weight:400"> auction is only secret to the regr folks without a background?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Generally, yes. The historic ns all know about the true nature of us demonic cultivators, of course. It’s not exactly easy to keep it a secret for eternity. They only do it to keep their regr folks in check.”
<em><span style="font-weight:400">What a way to keep people in line with fear. Was I really living under such horrible people? No, I can’t just take Sima Xue’s side of the story at face value. Just like with demonic cultivators, the orthodox sects must have good and bad apples as well.</em>
<span style="font-weight:400">Their afternoon discussion continued over the next hour. Li Lang and Wei Ping teamed up to barrage Sima Xue with questions while Long Yi busied himself with the snacks. As expected, it wasn’t long before Sima Xue threw up the white g.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Guys, can we save the talks for another time? I’m sure you’ll learn a lot on your own if you spend a day or two here. You still have an entire month and a half before the auctions are over. Unless you’re in a hurry to deliver that letter.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, let’s go check out the city while the sun’s still up,” Long Yi supported the young princess.
<span style="font-weight:400">Li Lang surveyed his surroundings and noticed the establishment had gotten busier as night approached.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm, I guess we can go out for a bit,” Li Lang pondered to himself for a brief moment.
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing the ce was starting to be too rowdy for a proper conversation, he stood up and stretched his back.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, let’s go take a walk and check out this auction. We sat for long enough.”
<span style="font-weight:400">With those words, the group began to wander the streets to appreciate the city proper.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I still got to say again, this ce is unrecognizable from when we came,” Li Lang muttered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Y-yeah. It’s incredible.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Previously, there were only stores catered to cultivators, and the streets were sparse. Now, they were dozens of carts parked on both sides of the streets that sold food and drinks. It had a festive atmosphere, with a mix of people. It was easy to tell there was some tension between different groups, but they expertly ignored each other’s existence and kept their distance. However, there were a few people that treated everyone equally.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How does the general demonic cultivator see orthodox independent cultivators that aren’t affiliated with any sects?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm? They’re just people, I guess. It varies from person to person. Unlike the arrogant sects, we don’t discriminate based on their cultivation method. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have an organization like the Peerless Gate in our domain.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It seems like they’re smart enough to y both sides, bing merchants.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Following Li Lang’s gaze, Sima Xue looked over at the people he was talking about.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, those are actual merchants from our domain. We don’t restrict information or anything, so our regr merchants cane and go as they like. Those guys around them are the independent cultivators you’re talking about. They act as the merchant’s bodyguards.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm, my point still stands. The independents are profiting from being neutral. Not bad.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, we need someone to carry out the logistics of trade.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right. The profits of trade are hard to ignore.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yep. It’s why we still trade with them despite everything they have done to us.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Li Lang continued to walk, refusing toment on historical grudges. While he heard some of it from Jian Beiyun about how the Demonic Cultivator Territory was originally a ce of exile, he wasn’t knowledgeable enough on the matter toment.
<span style="font-weight:400">As the group merrily sampled the food stalls and took in the jovial atmosphere, they suddenly froze upon making eye contact with one of the passersby. In fact, both parties were frozen. The only exception was Wei Ping, who alternated nces between his friends and the stranger, befuddled at their reactions.
<span style="font-weight:400">Li Lang would’ve preferred if they hadn’t seen each other. Even if it was inevitable, he would’ve preferred if only one party spotted the other. That way, they still had the option to ignore and leave. Now that both parties made eye contact, it became extremely challenging to just walk away.
<span style="font-weight:400">As ifpelled by a mysterious force, both sides closed the distance.
<span style="font-weight:400">Li Lang’s group of four each awkwardly sped their fist to the middle-aged woman before them.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Greetings, Senior Cao.”