C9 Omen of a Troubled World

He whipped his horse and galloped in the wind.

It was also Chu Hai's first time leaving the capital.

He only felt that the world was vast, and the freedom to let the birds fly assaulted him.

The three grandmasters that followed closely behind were also very curious about Chu Hai's suspicions along the way.

"Your Highness, based on our speed, we expect that we'll arrive at Flowing Hall Village before dinner. There's a relay station there for the horses to rest and other Yan Family s to slow us down."

Wan Gutong, as he interacted with Chu Hai along the way, began to look at each other in a different light. Old geezers like them, it was very easy to identify one's background.

Unlike the others, Chu Hai completely displayed an attitude that surpassed his peers, which made them curious as well as started to get closer to him.

The relay station was a bit like a modern station. It was a place where passersby had to go.

There, you can rest, eat, and drink. You can also feed your mount and ask for directions.

Chu Hai had no objections to Wan Gutong's suggestion. He also wanted to see this otherworldly relay station.

They continued onward, and it was evening when the sky gradually darkened. The setting sun was like an old man that had run out of oil, gradually fading away.

Taking advantage of the fact that the night had not yet reached its end, the winding road became straight. Not far ahead, numerous eye-catching balls of fire hung in the air.

Immediately after that, Chu Hai found a huge stone on the road, with the words "Liu Tang Village Relay Station" written on it.

He could smell it even before he got close, the smoke mixed with the stench of the animals, the voices of the customers coming and going.

As they approached the inn, a waiter came forward to receive them. With Chu Hai's consent, he pulled the horse transport to the warehouse.

There will be specialized personnel to help feed the horses, and veterinarians to help check the condition of the horses.

Entering the interior of the inn, there was a luxurious room decorated with silk curtains and doors for the nobles and nobles to use. Even if the nobles were to stay here, they would not lose their dignity.

The middle class rooms were more central. Outside, they were all working hard to earn money. Chu Hai and his team all wanted the middle class rooms.

There were more than a dozen big tables in the hall, and they were all filled with people. Most of them were merchants and there were also many soldiers who filled up the remaining one-third of the tables.

It was said that these soldiers were there to reinforce the Eastern Border, causing chaos within the Wind Country s, urging the Martial Country to cease hostilities, they coveted the Wind Country s.

Wind King ordered for a third of the military strength of each county to be allocated to reinforce the border. These officers and soldiers who stayed at the relay stations should be rushing over to reinforce the border.

Since there were no tables for eating, Uncle Lian called for the waiter to prepare the dishes and deliver them to the guest room.

Chu Hai, who had worked hard for a long time, went straight to his room. As for Chun, Hsing followed him into his room.

All of the middle-class rooms were occupied by Chu Hai's group, all of the lower-class rooms were occupied by the soldiers in the lobby. All of the high-class rooms were occupied by Chu Hai's group, all of the low-class rooms were occupied by Chu Hai's group, all of the low-class rooms were occupied by Chu Hai's group.

With no other choice, Chun and Hsing could only squeeze into a room with Chu Hai, saying that they would help serve His Highness.

In the corridor, Qi Lin, who was bad with words, saw this scene and secretly gave Chu Hai a thumbs up.

He gave Chu Hai a look of appreciation that only a man could understand.

"I say, ladies, go and live in a nice room. Let Uncle Lian pay the bill."

Chu Hai, who was about to close the door, didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he watched Qi Lin leave.

Under the pressure of Chu Jian, Chu Hai had long since gotten rid of his pampered habit. Chun and Hsing had been in the mansion for many years, so besides cooking and washing clothes, Chu Hai never asked them to do anything else.

"Hehe, the best rooms are too expensive. Hsing said not to trouble His Highness, I think it's very reasonable to save money for him."

Hearing Chun betraying her, Hsing lowered her head with a flushed face, her small hands constantly rubbing the corners of her clothes.

This was Hsing's style, and she could even think of saving money for him. Chun, Chu Hai, did not expect that. She was just a little girl, but he didn't know which family she belonged to.

"Go, go, go. You'll only be troubling you if you stay. How can you sleep on a single bed?"

Looking at Chun who was already sitting on the edge of the bed, Chu Hai felt a headache. Which family's Maidservant dared to be so unreasonable? They didn't listen to their master.

"As long as you squeeze. It's cold tonight. I can help warm the bed."

This wasn't Chun's nonsense. In winter, she would often come to Hsing's bed and say that she was warming her bed. In the end, she was always the one trying to curry favor with her.

"Warm what bed? "Hurry up and go out, and either live in a good room or in a carriage."

Chu Hai directly pulled Chun up from the ground.

Without waiting for Chun to continue disturbing them, Chu Hai pushed them out of the room. It happened to be the restaurant waiter who brought the dishes over. He took the dinner and ordered the waiter to lead them to the upper class room.

It wasn't because Chu Hai was pedantic, but because he had been a soldier in his previous life.

After dinner, Chu Hai began to meditate and circulate his energy. As a warrior, his body wasn't sturdy, but his explosive light power had already surpassed that of an ordinary warrior.

In the letter Geh Huang sent him, he clearly warned him that he could no longer absorb Spirit Stone.

If it was necessary, he still needed the help of the Spirit Driving Powder.

He had already bought the Spirit Driving Powder in the capital and could use it now.

According to the person selling the medicine, for those below Martial Master, they would consume half a bag of it every day.

The originally unstable inner breathing was like a burning fire encountering continuously pouring ice water. The inner breathing was corroded to a thousand holes. Soon, he felt his entire body become weak.

In the end, his inner breath could no longer be used.

At this moment, he was just an ordinary person. Not a single trace of his inner breath remained. He could only rely on meditating to absorb the pitiful amount of Spiritual Qi from the world.

Whoosh.

Chu Hai was already an ordinary mortal, so he was able to adapt to it easily. With one hand on the ground, he could support each of them for a hundred.

When he had been training in the army, he had combined both the ancient and the modern into one. He had used countless techniques that allowed him to take advantage of both sides while avoiding the enemy.

But the otherworldly world will not, because the concept is different.

When battling, cultivators paid close attention to suppression. Only by pressing their enemies against the ground and rubbing them against it would they be able to arouse the sense of conquest in their hearts, which was to say, a head-on battle.

One was deeper than his internal energy, two was weapon, three was elixir, and one was elixir.

The only way was to finish his hand and upon discovering that he wasn't a match, the cultivator would immediately flee.

The true essence of cultivation was for the sake of longevity. Unless it was absolutely necessary, cultivators would not fight to the bitter end.

Not long after he got warmed up, Chu Hai felt his muscles heat up. This kind of internal heat had a kind of indescribable feeling, as if his muscles were evolving on their own.

According to Geh Huang, high intensity external training could allow the body to act as a filter to refine the chaotic inner breathing within the body.

If it only absorbed Spiritual Force and did not pay attention to external techniques, it would only let its dantian get more powerful and its body would automatically receive a thinner amount of spirit energy, so the process of using it to strengthen the meridians would be prolonged.

The combination of internal and external was orthodox.

It was also at this moment that noise sounded from outside the window.

It was Yan Yidao's group who rushed to the Flowing Room Village. However, the group was currently arguing with the waiter. The reason for that was because there were no more middle-class rooms or low-class rooms.

The waiter was getting anxious. He tried his best to explain that it wasn't the Black Shop that recommended the best rooms, but only the best ones.

"What?" A high-class room costs ten silver coins a night, why don't you guys go and snatch the money? "

Yan Family Fortress had been living in the capital for a long time, and it was the first time for many people to live in a relay station.

"Shh! Shh!" My guests, be quiet, it is already late at night and many of you have already gone to sleep. It is not the right time for you to come, the rooms are only left with the best rooms, if you do not want to stay there, there is a horse storeroom, a firewood shed, a bran shed, and ten copper coins for each of you. "If you find it too expensive, then please leave."

The waiter seemed to be getting impatient, and he could only tell the reason over and over again.

"Yun, bring the women and children to squeeze into the waiting room. As for the rest of the people, each of them take out 10 copper coins to find a place for themselves."

He was outside, and could not control himself, but he had only left the Hundred Miles Road of the Capital, and would take at least a month to reach the Kaiyang County.

"Esteemed guests, the chefs are already asleep in the middle of the night. If you still want to eat, then you'd better pay!"

Seeing that there were more than a hundred mouths in the crowd, the waiter kindly reminded them.

"No need, we brought dry rations."

When he heard he needed more money, Yan Yidao's face darkened. He was originally a person from the Yan Family who was full of appetite, so he could only swallow his saliva and forcefully endure.

The so-called dry food is fried rice, but luckily there is hot water at the relay station, can only bubble fried rice.

In order to help Xuan Jing get on the throne, the Yan Family Fortress had sacrificed over a hundred cultivators. The families of these people required various types of pacification fees, medical fees, and food fees, which resulted in huge losses to the Yan Family Fortress.

Therefore, right now, Yan Family Fortress could only rely on their Kaiyang County to stay steady, and then use their status as lords to think of ways to collect taxes to help Yan Family make it through this difficult time.

There was bound to be someone unable to sleep soundly tonight …

The next day was just beginning to dawn, and many windows of the inn were opened at the same time. It was already morning, and many cultivators were standing at their windows, absorbing the energy of the world where the Spiritual Force was erupting the most.

Chu Hai was no exception.

About an hour later, many people woke up from the absorption state. It was also at this time that Chu Hai saw Yan Muyun for the first time.

Directly opposite him, on the second floor, was an extremely good-looking girl who had just awakened from her cultivation. She locked eyes with Chu Hai for a few seconds and Chu Hai was the first to fall.

Closing the window, Chu Hai stretched lazily as his bones crackled. He lamented in his heart that he had to make another day's journey.

Chu Hai, who had just finished washing up, was in the lobby eating breakfast with a bowl of millet porridge and two boiled eggs.

Not only him, but a lot of people also woke up for breakfast. Fann Tine, Qi Lin, Wan Gutong, Yan Yidao, Yan Muyun, Zhou Tie, and so on.

Early in the morning, the reinforcements dressed up and set off. They didn't even have time to eat breakfast. This gave Chu Hai, who had been climbing the military army for many years, a bad premonition.

It seemed that the Wind Country was already in danger, a sign of a chaotic world.