frightfiction Chapter 258 I'm not a dog, please call me a wolf.
Chapter 258 I'm not a dog, please call me a wolf.
Xue Lan took Lu Feng and Xue Tong to Xie Cui City, originally intending to give Yan Chengxue a surprise.
But when they arrived at the gate of Xie Cui City, they were dumbfounded.
The handsome young disciple looked at the three people in front of him and said gently, "Fellow Daoists, with the Great War in the Desolate Region underway, Xie Cui City is under strict control and requires tokens of guarantee."
Xue Lan covered her eyes and sighed as she looked at the massive formation above Xie Cuicheng.
"It seems that this surprise won't be possible."
The junior disciple guarding the city gate was completely bewildered by Xue Lan's words, unsure of what this person was trying to do.
"Fellow Daoist, are you still going in?" he asked cautiously.
Xue Lan moved aside to make room and reached into her sleeve.
While rummaging through his belongings, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, I wonder if the weapon refiner's token issued by Xie Cuicheng can be used as a token?"
"Of course it is possible," the junior disciple quickly replied, but doubts still lingered in his heart.
Since the war began more than ten years ago, the War Puppet Palace has issued an order to summon most of the mid-level and above weapon refiners in the Yuanming Lower Realm. The one who arrived so late is most likely a low-level weapon refiner who is seeking protection in Xie Cui City.
Thinking of this, the young disciple looked at Xue Lan with a strange expression.
Although Xue Lan was focused on rummaging through her sleeve, she didn't miss the changes in the young disciple's expression. The child looked young, around fifteen or sixteen years old, and didn't possess the aura of a third-level warrior from the War Puppet Mansion.
but……
Xue Lan looked at the pure and ethereal energy constantly flowing around the child.
What a promising talent! Given time, he will surely become a leading figure in the art of weaponry.
As Xue Lan pondered, she reached into her sleeve, pushed aside the mountain of refining materials, and finally pulled out a completely disfigured token from the bottom.
To what extent has it been completely changed?
It wasn't a single piece, but a clump.
Not only were the ranks engraved on it blurry, but the entire token looked as if it had been melted down and then roughly molded back together.
When it was handed over to the guard disciple, Xue Lan swore she heard him click his tongue.
Xue Lan covered her face with blood. This token wasn't anything very important; she always kept it hidden in her sleeve and never protected it.
After experiencing major events such as being struck by lightning at the Wan Gong Workshop, being attacked by demon priests in the desolate region, and fighting the remnant soul of a demon god in the Galan Secret Realm, it has become what it is now.
Under the expectant gazes of Xue Lan and the other two, the city-guarding disciple examined the token for a long time before finally looking at Xue Lan and saying, "Fellow Daoist, please forgive my poor eyesight, but I really can't tell the level of this token. According to the sect's rules, a beginner-level weapon refiner can enter the city alone."
This means, I can't see clearly, but you're probably just a beginner-level weapon refiner. Now go in alone.
As for the two behind you, just leave them there!
The second half of the sentence comes from Xue Lan's unfounded association.
Of course, abandoning Xue Tong and Lu Fengshi was out of the question. Helpless, Xue Lan could only retrieve the bundle of tokens from the city guards and then squat by the city gate to make a communication with Yan Chengxue.
Yan Chengxue was explaining some questions about formations to the disciples of the Formation Dao in Xie Cui City. The young man in white stood under a large, leafy tree, holding a folding fan, looking elegant and refined.
"A formation, in essence, is one where the energy flow is clear and unobstructed. What does an obstructed energy flow look like? I had a friend who was an obstructed energy flow person. To put it simply, she would be entangled in the energy flow of even a dog on the street after just a couple of glances. So the formations she set up... wait a minute!"
Yan Chengxue skillfully quieted her disciples down, pulled a glowing talisman from her sleeve, glanced at the energy emanating from it, and said, "Hey, Dog, you're back."
Those five simple words silenced the remaining whispers below.
The person on the other end of the talisman clearly didn't mind Yan Chengxue's way of addressing him, and said weakly, "I'm being held up by the disciples of the War Puppet Mansion at the foot of the city wall, please come and save me!"
Yan Chengxue couldn't help but speak up: "Where's the plaque for the Grandmaster of Weapon Refining? Just show it to them!"
Xue Lan glanced at the thing in her hand: "You'd better not ask any more questions."
Yan Chengxue nodded: "Okay, I'll have Junjun go."
Yan Chengxue smiled and put the talisman away, exchanging a glance with Wu Yijun, who was looking up at him.
Wu Yijun: "Xue Lan?"
Yan Chengxue's tone was laced with barely suppressed schadenfreude: "They're stuck at the city gate, go check it out."
The grandmaster of weapon crafting was blocked at the gates of Xie Cui City. Wu Yijun knew this would be a situation where he would lose face. The woman put down the puppet in her hand and pointed at Yan Chengxue: "You go and pick her up. I'll teach you in your place."
Yan Chengxue: Hey!
Xue Lan waited at the city gate for a full quarter of an hour before she saw Yan Chengxue, dressed in flowing white, come out to greet her.
The man emerged amidst the flattery of the disciples of the War Puppet Mansion. Upon seeing Xue Lan, he made a smooth turn and appeared about to step back into the city gate.
Xue Lan wasn't going to let him escape. She used her footwork to step on the void, instantly appearing behind Yan Chengxue and grabbing his collar.
"Why are you running away? Aren't we good friends who have fought demons and set up formations together?"
Yan Chengxue shuddered upon hearing Xue Lan's voice. The young man pulled his collar from Xue Lan's grasp: "Do you know what you looked like squatting at the city gate just now?"
Xue Lan asked, puzzled, "What does it look like?"
Yan Chengxue rolled her eyes at her and coldly uttered a single word: "Dog."
In the prime of his life, he wore a dark green, drab robe, and when he lowered his head, he looked like a bird with its head drooping...
Xue Lan didn't take it to heart: "I'm not a dog, please call me a wolf."
The woman deliberately lowered her voice, whether she was intentionally trying to disgust Yan Chengxue or genuinely wanted to act like a wolf and howl in front of so many people.
Yan Chengxue said impatiently, "Alright, let's go inside. Don't embarrass yourselves here anymore." After saying that, she pulled Xue Lan towards the city.
To everyone's surprise, Xue Lan didn't budge.
Yan Chengxue stopped: "What are you doing?"
Xue Lan pointed a finger, which landed squarely on the young disciple who had been guarding the city. A haughty smile appeared on her face: "Tell him who I am."
Yan Chengxue thought to herself, "Good heavens, what kind of poison in this mortal world has made this person stupid?"
"Have you no shame?"
Qingniang asked the question very seriously.
Xue Lan wanted to say that of course not, but she had been thinking about many things recently and was now preparing to become famous.
But before she could even speak, her mouth was covered. Xue Tong's head peeked out from Xue Lan's shoulder, her face filled with utter despair.
"She's been having some minor health issues lately. Let's go inside."
The junior disciple guarding the city watched as his senior brother led the three people into the city, while the woman whose mouth was covered struggled. Just as they were about to disappear at the end of the street, Xue Lan finally managed to break free.
Then Xue Lan's voice rang out throughout the front gate of Xie Cui City:
"My name is Xue Lan, the eldest disciple of Jiyuan Peak of the Xuanhuang Sect!"
It is the first step to becoming famous.
The woman was dragged away and disappeared at the end of the street. The people present looked at each other, and then suddenly realized what had happened.
"Xue Lan, Xuanhuang Sect, is that Xue Lan?"
"Xue Lan, who obtained the Grandmaster qualification on his first attempt in the weapon refiner assessment, is the youngest Grandmaster weapon refiner in the lower realm of Yuanming! He is also one of the candidates for the Wan Gong Fang trial!"
"Did she hit her head and damage it outside?"
"I don't know, maybe that's what geniuses are like..."
Amidst the clamor of the crowd, only the young disciple guarding the city remained silent.