Chapter 68: Fellow Townsman!

Royal Capital, Auction House.

“Wow, what a spectacle!”

Qin Mu looked up at the glittering signboard.

If this were sold, how much would it fetch?

This wasn’t ordinary gold—it’s precious even to cultivators.

“Mu’er! Don’t just stand there! Hurry over!”

Not far away, Qin Mengyu waved at her younger brother.

“Oh! Coming!”

This time, Qin Mu had followed his two sisters to the Auction House.

Since he mentioned wanting to learn swordsmanship recently, Sister Ruoshuang decided to try her luck at the auction for good sword materials to craft a special blade for him.

As for Aunt Lu, well, who knows what kind of friend she is—always going everywhere, but it’s the first time seeing Aunt Lu like this.

As expected of the top Auction House in the Royal Capital, all kinds of people were present—there was even a fox girl!

My goodness! The furry ears and tail, combined with long, exposed legs, left Qin Mu dazzled.

Of course, he couldn’t stare openly, not with Sister Ruoshuang and Sister Mengyu by his side.

Actually, Qin Ruoshuang and Qin Mengyu had already noticed their little brother’s wandering gaze.

Qin Mengyu looked at the Demon Clan women with exposed chests and thighs and cursed inwardly: Fox Enchantress!

Qin Ruoshuang’s gaze remained calm as she studied the item catalog in her hand, locking onto a few pieces.

With the status of a Seven Star Sect Saintess, the three naturally had a private room.

The auction process went smoothly, without incident.

Qin Ruoshuang successfully won the items she wanted—after all, wealth speaks volumes.

“Mengyu-jie, I’ll go pick up the items.”

Qin Mu spoke up.

Though someone would usually deliver them, he was curious about the behind-the-scenes of the Auction House.

Qin Mu’s small thoughts were clear as day to Qin Mengyu, who nodded.

“Go and come back quickly. Don’t cause trouble!”

“Got it, got it!”

Qin Mu’s face lit up as he slipped out.

As soon as he stepped outside, he bumped into someone.

“Ah, sorry about that!”

Qin Mu landed on his butt.

It felt like he ran into a wall.

No need to guess—the other’s cultivation was definitely higher.

Looking up, he saw two figures in black robes.

One was burly, the other thin.

Both were wrapped up tightly, their faces obscured.

Qin Mu had collided with the burly one.

The other didn’t say anything, just turned their head toward Qin Mu, then continued walking.

Qin Mu stood up, patted his clothes, and muttered while watching the two black-robed figures, “What strange people.”

After all, this was an auction house—there were all kinds of weirdos, rivaling the talents of the neighboring Northern States.

In the back room, the items the three of them won had already been packed.

As for verifying the goods, with Young Master Qin’s eye, he wouldn’t recognize a fake even if handed one.

Of course, such a thing might happen if the purchase was under Qin Mu’s name, but for items bought in the name of the Seven Star Sect Saintess, the Auction House wouldn’t dare to swap them.

On his way back, Qin Mu ran into the two black-robed figures again.

Should he say enemies cross paths on a narrow road, or that fate brings people together across a thousand miles?

Qin Mu tried to ignore them, but the thin black-robed figure stepped forward, took off their hat, and revealed the face of a young man.

If Qin Mu recalled carefully, he’d find the youth looked seven or eight tenths like Jing Kun, if not a perfect match.

That’s right—it was Jing Kun, who had once again snuck into the Royal Capital, with a slight change in appearance.

“Uh…do you two need something?”

Qin Mu looked at the two blocking his path.

“My friend was a bit brash earlier.

Please forgive us.”

Jing Kun had found the youth familiar earlier.

Thinking back, wasn’t he the one beside that beautiful woman who ruined his reputation?

Moreover, since the boy went to pick up items just now, although he didn’t know what they were, for the sake of compensating his losses, the items would belong to him!

Qin Mu didn’t know what Jing Kun was thinking at this moment.

He just waved his hand, “It’s nothing, really.

I was in a hurry and didn’t watch where I was going.”

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way.”

Qin Mu was about to leave when Jing Kun stepped forward.

“Meeting is fate.

Would you honor me by sharing a drink?”

Qin Mu hurriedly declined.

“No, no, I’m not much of a drinker.”

Ordinary wine was fine, but spiritual wine?

Qin Mu really couldn’t handle it.

He still remembered the first time he tried it—it tasted great, but the aftereffects were powerful.

He was out cold until the next day.

“As the saying goes, ‘Fine grape wine in a luminous cup’—are you sure you won’t join me for just one?”

Qin Mu paused.

Wait a minute, that verse…could it be!!

“Heavenly King covers Tiger?”

He probed.

Jing Kun’s eyes widened.

Masaka!

“Pagoda suppresses river demon.”

At the youth’s response, Qin Mu was instantly moved to tears.

Emma, this guy was almost certainly a fellow countryman!

“Chicken you!”

“Too beautiful!”

That was it.

Qin Mu and Jing Kun had thoroughly confirmed—they were from the same homeland!

Tears welled up in Qin Mu’s eyes.

“Never thought I’d meet someone from home!”

Jing Kun couldn’t believe it either.

To have crossed into another world and still meet a compatriot.

“Ahahaha! Life is full of surprises!

Brother, come! I’ll drink with you!”

Qin Mu readily accepted Jing Kun’s earlier invitation.

In the excitement, he completely forgot Sister Mengyu’s instructions to go and return quickly.

The Auction House wasn’t just for auctions.

Food, drink, and lodging were all available.

Jing Kun waved generously and booked a private room, instructing the burly black-robed figure to guard the door.

With no third wheel present, Qin Mu cut to the chase.

“By the way, Brother, when did you arrive in this world?”

Jing Kun didn’t hide it.

“Just a few years ago.

And you?”

Qin Mu flopped into a chair.

“Me?

It’s been a long time—I opened my eyes as a baby.

Now it’s been fifteen years.”

Meeting someone from home was comforting.

Once Qin Mu started talking, he couldn’t stop.

Jing Kun listened from the side, and when Qin Mu mentioned joining the Seven Star Sect, he cupped his fists.

“To think you’re a dragon among men and joined the famous Seven Star Sect.”

Qin Mu shook his head.

“Ai, nothing of the sort.

I just got lucky and managed to get in.

I’m only at the sixth layer of Qi Refining.”

Jing Kun poured a cup of wine.

“How can you say that?

Luck is a form of strength too.

Since you’ve entered the Seven Star Sect…look at me, I haven’t made a name for myself.

Would you mind giving me a recommendation?”

If he became a disciple of the Seven Star Sect, with their connection to the Great Yu Dynasty’s royal family, entering the palace was within reach—that’s what Jing Kun thought.

Hearing the request for a backdoor recommendation, Qin Mu spoke at once.

“Brother, you see, it’s not that I don’t want to help, but, you know, I’m just an outer sect disciple. This kind of thing isn’t within my authority. Of course! Not that I wouldn’t help, it’s just, well, you understand, right? That’s all I can say.”

Jing Kun: “……”