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This place was called 'Xunhuan Small City'. One could reach the Thousand Clouds Trading City after walking for another thirty miles. Perhaps one could tell from the name of this small city that 'Xunhuan Small City' was the place where one came to look for happiness, as its name implied.

The small city was not very big, but it had more than a dozen Spring Pavilion. The owners behind the Spring Pavilion were all cultivators, and no one knew which faction they belonged to.

The boss was a cultivator while the people who entertained the cultivators in the Spring Pavilion were all ordinary people. Most of the young men and women had been kidnapped and sold off.

And now, Can Yang had found the right place. His Yang Pill already had a place to sell it.

After settling down the Spirit Horse, Can Yang started to look for his target.

"Empyrean Terminus Sect, hmm, here it is."

Can Yang stopped at the Spring Pavilion, which was called the Heavenly Lun Pavilion. He did not go in, but waited outside the door for his target to appear.

Outside the door were a few large trees with large stone statues carved into them on both sides. It was unknown what kind of beast these statues were, but it was already late at night. The red lanterns within the pavilion were lit.

Can Yang, dressed in tattered white clothes and wearing a black conical bamboo hat, was sitting on the stone statue as he leisurely crossed his legs. The number of guests entering the pavilion was increasing.

"It's about time." Can Yang jumped down from the stone statue.

These guests were mostly middle-aged cultivators. There were quite a few young people in their middle age and above. There were no youths, and there were also quite a few female cultivators.

"Hey, this big brother here." Can Yang chose a target and called out.

If Can Yang did not speak, others would not know that he was a teenager, because there were a lot of cultivators with strange appearances in Cultivation Realm. In order to not let others know that he was a teenager, Can Yang intentionally lowered his voice.

The middle-aged cultivator stopped and looked up and down at Can Yang. He could not detect Can Yang's cultivation level so he asked impatiently: "Who are you?"

Can Yang did not beat around the bush and said, "How long can I take you, Brother?"

With this question, the middle-aged cultivator's expression seemed to slow down. He thought to himself, could it be that this person is also an old frequent guest of this place? Cultivators like them all had a sense of familiarity with each other. To put it bluntly, regardless of whether or not they knew each other, as long as they spoke about these kinds of topics, they would be able to get close to each other.

"Sigh, I'm old. I can't make it anymore. It's been three minutes at most."

The middle-aged cultivator did not hold back at all as he spoke directly.

Can Yang walked out and pretended to look as he said: "Sigh, before, I could only be happy for three minutes, but recently, there was a new kind of pill that became stronger after eating it for a while, 30 points isn't a problem, and this kind of pill has no harm to the body. One per day, it can still recover to its peak state of being the youngest."

Hearing that, the middle-aged man was sure to be shocked and quickly replied, "Is it that mystical? When did this happen? How come I didn't know? Which master physician did it? "

Can Yang continued to pretend: "I just found out, that this medical master only sold the pill, and did not leave his name. It's probably because he felt that this kind of pill would ruin the atmosphere of Cultivation Realm."

For a profession like a doctor, no matter where one went, there would always be a few famous and powerful doctors. The pill that they refined would usually be easy to sell, and this was also why the middle-aged cultivator would ask which master doctor refined them.

"What disgrace, this is the object of our reverence, to be able to refine this kind of pill, it is simply saving us."

Can Yang smiled and said: "Brother, that pill is expensive, I still have two here. I am not a stingy person, so I will give you one to try its effect."

"That's good, that's good!" The middle-aged cultivator was ecstatic as he happily received the pill.

"Eat now, it will be more effective." Can Yang reminded him.

The middle-aged cultivator swallowed Yang Pill without thinking. "This brother, thank you very much. If the effect is as you say, I'll give you three pills next time. Come, let's go in and have some fun. I'll treat you!"

Can Yang immediately waved his hand and said, "Thank you for your kind intentions, I just came out for a short time and won't be going in. Let's see how effective it is for me. I'll wait outside for you."

The middle-aged cultivator laughed evilly and pointed at Can Yang. He looked very wretched as he said: "Little brother, you came early."

Can Yang just chuckled and then, the middle-aged cultivator couldn't wait to enter the pavilion.

Can Yang's goal had been achieved halfway, he had complete confidence in his pill, so he sat on the stone statue and waited for the middle-aged cultivator to come out.

He could only estimate how much time had passed. Can Yang wasn't in a hurry anyway, admiring the spring colors outside the door of the pavilion, no, appreciating the night sky, and he was filled with emotion. Could he go back to the world he lived in in in his previous life?

30 minutes passed in the blink of an eye. However, that middle-aged cultivator still hadn't come out. Can Yang was delighted. Was his medicine stronger?

Just as 40 minutes had passed, the middle-aged cultivator finally came out of the pavilion. Judging from his satisfied smile, it seemed like he hadn't felt this good in a long time. The moment he walked out, he hurriedly walked towards Can Yang.

"I say, little brother, this pill really has nothing to say, if it was listed, it would be at least a fourth rank. I forgot to ask you earlier, what's the name of this pill? Where can we sell it now? "

Hearing this, Can Yang laughed coldly in his heart, he had finally achieved his goal, and said: "This pill is called Yang Pill, I bought it from a shop called Million Clouds Trading Center. Only this shop has any sales, but I heard that it is very lacking, and I still spent a lot of effort to buy a few of them, and they are all sold out now. I heard that they will be here in two days, so I have to wait for two days, otherwise I won't be able to buy them."

"How much for one?" The middle-aged man looked at Can Yang shamelessly, although he couldn't see Can Yang's appearance.

"It's a little expensive. Fifty low level Spirit Coin s for one. I think the price will increase after two days." Can Yang said without a trace of politeness.

The middle-aged cultivator's expression changed as he replied, "Hmm, it is indeed a bit expensive, but it is worth it. I just don't know if it was refined by that master physician."

Can Yang laughed. In order to act more pretentious, he said immediately: "Brother, after the pill is eaten, I will come back again after this time. I still have one last Yang Pill, and if you go in again and have some fun, please go ahead."

With that, Can Yang walked towards the pavilion.

The middle-aged cultivator laughed vulgarly as he pointed out to Can Yang: "You little brother, hehe."

However, the middle-aged cultivator didn't ask for Can Yang's name because he knew that they were all from the same sect and would definitely meet again. The middle-aged cultivator didn't ask for Can Yang's name because the middle-aged cultivator knew that they were all from the same sect and would definitely meet again the next time.

Therefore, Can Yang had fully achieved his goal, and Yang Pill's fame had started to rise. Just because of that middle-aged cultivator, Can Yang believed that Yang Pill's name would quickly spread across a few hundred miles, and in two days, the store would be full.

However, Can Yang became depressed when he entered the Heavenly Lun Pavilion. The people inside were really passionate, making Can Yang's heart itch to the extreme. However, he endured it and refused to sit down and drink some spirit tea.

Not long after he sat down, the conversation of a few cultivators beside him immediately attracted Can Yang's attention.

"Did you hear? Two non-humankind maidens were captured in the Thousand Bed Tower."

"Is that so? An alien girl? That's so enjoyable. "

"It's a pity we can't enjoy it, it's too expensive. We just arrived at the Heavenly Pavilion, but then we'll start bidding. Whoever bids the highest will get that attractive girl from the pagoda. This way, we won't have a chance to enjoy it."

"Is that so? Go over and take a look? "

"Let's go. We can't afford it. It's not bad to be full and have good eyes."

Watching the few cultivators leave, Can Yang put down his teacup and whispered: "An attractive foreign girl?"

At this moment, Can Yang thought back to the Red Charm Clan Girl from before. I wonder what kind of race those two girls were? At that moment, Can Yang also walked out of the pavilion and headed towards the ten thousand beds building.

At this moment, among the ten thousand houses, this one was the most lively. No wonder, it would be strange if it was not. If so, the grudge between Human Cultivator and the pagan race could never be resolved.

However, Can Yang thought a lot about it. This small city could capture a girl from a foreign race, but it still fearlessly spread the news. Presumably, the owner of this place had extraordinary strength, at least he wasn't afraid of one alien race.

They were not tall, and wore a full body of red, and even their hair was red. However, their little faces were indeed very attractive, although their red pupils were not watery, they were extremely wild, with an abnormally fair skin, and a long red tail behind them, these beauties, it was no wonder why these cultivators were so crazy, but … ~ This looks like a Red Charm Clan, right?

"So it turns out that the women from Red Charm Clan are so beautiful …" Can Yang muttered to himself as he thought about it.

Last time in the forest, although Can Yang didn't see Woman of Red Charm Clan's face, but the features of the two foreign girls on the stage were the same as Woman of Red Charm Clan's. Can Yang also knew that she was not the same as the two girls on the stage, as their Cultivation Breath were too weak. Or more beautiful?

Thinking about it, a bold idea popped out from Can Yang's heart. He wanted to save the two Woman of Red Charm Clan. In Can Yang's heart, they were kind. The fact that she could offend his family members to save him showed a lot.

Save people here? With Can Yang's current strength? It seemed that he was indulging in fantasy. If Can Yang dared to make a move, even if he was a Eastern Mountain disciple, he would die without a doubt in this kind of place.

However, Can Yang wasn't an idiot. On the contrary, he was very smart.

Since Can Yang dared to come up with this idea, he naturally had a plan. He was confident.