Zhao slept until noon the next day. He took a few deep breaths of the fresh mountain air and felt refreshed again.

  He rolled up the white tiger skin into a ball and carried it on his back, striding towards the mountain forest.

  All the way, Zhao Di didnt encounter any precious beasts or those fearful fire-spitting and ice-vomiting monsters. Relying on his superior physique as a cultivator, he rushed day and night, resting only one night every two or three days. Finally, after more than ten days, he walked out of the Nanhuashan mountain range.

  At the foot of the mountain, Zhao Di met a 60- or 70-year-old woodcutter with a face full of wrinkles, confirmed his direction and continued to rush day and night to arrive at his first destination - Xuanyuan City. This is also the nearest mortal town to Nanhuashan Grand Canyon where Jians family lives.

  "Bao Li Dang" is located on the most prosperous and bustling Changan Street in Xuan Yuan City, and it is the largest pawnshop in the city. In front of the door, six burly men stand guard all year round, indicating that this is not a place where just anyone can enter.

  "Li Liu Zhi" is now in this shop, because he was born with six fingers on his right hand, so he got this nickname. He has been working in this store for over 30 years since he was introduced by a relative as a child to help out. Now he is the owner of the store, except for reporting business conditions to Dong Jia and receiving some distinguished guests, other trivial matters do not require him to be present. The title "Liu Zhi" has also become less common, in Xuan Yuan City, apart from some big shots, everyone who sees Li Liu Zhi calls him "Liu Ye".

  Bao Li Dangs counter boy, Liu San, has gone back to his hometown for his wedding these past few days. Due to the shortage of staff, "Liu Ye" had no choice but to personally take charge of the store.

  It was usually quiet in the morning, "Sixth Master" had his legs crossed, leaning back on a comfortable rattan chair, humming a few lines of a tune. He then thought of his fourth concubine who sang well, her sweet voice, her slender figure, and her fragrant scent... Before long, "Sixth Master" fell asleep.

  "Is this a pawnshop? I want to pawn something!"

  A weak male voice awakened Li Liu from his beautiful dream. He lazily opened his eyes and glanced at the counter, where a handsome young man was leaning, only one head taller than the counter, but with yellowish clothes and several torn places, giving off a rustic air, obviously from the countryside.

  Li Liu pointed and made a judgment in an instant, saying with a bad tone: "Businesses under five taels of silver are not accepted by our store."

  "I want to sell a white tiger skin, someone told me to come here." The country boy seemed to hesitate for a moment, and his timid tone clearly showed that he was not confident.

  "What, White Tiger Skin?" Li Lius sleepiness was completely gone after being startled by these few words.

  The young man from the countryside didnt say much, and placed the rolled-up animal hide behind him on the counter.

  Li Lius fingers hesitated, half-believing and half-doubting, as he unrolled the animal hide. A complete white tiger skin, over two meters long, appeared before his eyes, causing him to breathe rapidly, despite having touched many precious items before.

  He was after all an old hand, and after adjusting his breath a bit, he said lightly: "Hmm, its white tiger skin, but its just one of the lower grade ones. Do you want to sell it off in one go or pawn it temporarily and redeem it later?" The tone was as if he was talking about a worthless ordinary sheepskin or cowhide, and whether white tiger skin had good or bad grades was something he made up on the spot.

  "Sold out in one go!" The young man replied succinctly.

  "Well, in that case, Ill offer 500 taels of silver to buy it." Li Liuji carefully considered for a moment before quoting an extremely low price.

  "I dont want silver, I want gold. And besides, 500 taels is too little. Some people say its worth at least 3,000 taels!" The young man furrowed his brow.

  After listening to the young mans words, Li Liu immediately judged that the young man was not aware of the true price of the White Tiger skin, which was actually over 5,000 taels. Encountering such a fool, he was secretly delighted, but his face became increasingly solemn, as if making a difficult decision. After a while, he said: "Alright, then its 25 taels of gold, equivalent to 2,500 taels of silver. If we sell for more, our store wont make any profit."

  "Alright, deal!" The young man was very concise. Li Liu pointed to a daze, although he had some confidence that the young man would sell the white tiger skin at this price, but also did not think it would be so smooth and easy.

  "This is twenty-five taels of gold, you take it well, where are you going, do you want our shop to escort you?" Li Lius face was now full of charming smiles, and there was no longer the lazy look from before.

  "Its enough." The young man took the twenty-five taels of gold and left the store without delay.

  "Haha, luck is here!" Li Liu had a more sinister idea in his heart, and he made a gesture to the big man guarding the door.

  Two burly men immediately walked quietly to his front, the two men looked somewhat similar, one had a blue dragon tattoo on his arm, and the other had a fiery qilin tattoo. The man with the blue dragon tattoo asked in a low voice: "Sixth Master, what are your orders? Should we take care of him and bring back the gold?"

  "Dont be in a hurry, follow him for a while, find a secluded place to take action. Cant afford to make a scene at the door of our own shop and ruin our reputation. And dont let anyone see you, if someone sees you, well have to spend more silver to bribe the officials again." Li Liu instructed calmly.

  "Its Six Grandfather, you can rest assured, my brother and I will do this cleanly and wont leave any traces." The tattooed big man patted his chest and guaranteed in a low voice, then turned around and left. At this time, the rural youth who sold white tiger skin had just left the store tens of meters away.

  This young man was naturally Zhao Di, who had just arrived in Xuan Yuan City. With his current spiritual awareness, the conversation between the pawnshop owner and the tattooed big man seemed to be as clear as if they were speaking next to his ear. He sneered coldly in his heart, thinking of how to deal with these few ignorant guys. As a cultivator, it was extremely simple for him to handle a few ordinary people. Even if he gave these big men a hundred chances to launch a sneak attack, they would not be able to hurt Zhao Di in the slightest.

  He deliberately chose a place with fewer people and led him away. After several twists and turns, they arrived at an uninhabited alley.

  The two big men behind him were overjoyed, thinking that this country boy was obviously lost in the city and had voluntarily walked into such a remote dead alley, which saved them a lot of trouble. But just as they followed the boy into the dead end, ready to reveal themselves and rob him, something unexpected happened.

  The alley was surprisingly empty, where were the figures of young people? The two big men blinked hard, and the tattooed man with the green dragon pattern even rubbed his eyes. Then they looked at each other, both seeing an incredulous expression in each others eyes.

  "Slap!" The green dragons face was slapped with a fiery palm. He turned around in shock and anger, but saw the Qilin giant holding up his right hand, with a bewildered expression on his face.

  "I, Im not me, I dont know, it wasnt me who hit." Facing the angry gaze of Qing Long, Qi Lin was a bit incoherent. Just now, he suddenly felt something hitting his right wrist, causing his right hand to be raised high, and then inexplicably heard a crisp slapping sound. The only thing worth being grateful for was that this slap wasnt on his own face.

  The two of them continued to search the narrow alley, which was only three to five meters wide, with suspicion. They didnt even miss a water tank, a bamboo basket, or even a broken and tattered rice bowl that couldnt possibly hide anyone.

  "Bang!"

  Another loud slap, again on the body of Qing Long Da Han, and again it was the right hand raised high by Qilin Da Han.

  The originally suddenly disappeared youth made the mentally confused Qinglong Great Han thoroughly enraged, he no longer gave the opponent a chance to argue, and threw an old fist at the face of Qilin Great Han.

  Qilin Dahans was also caught off guard, wondering how he could defend against such a close-range attack. He subconsciously tilted his head back, avoiding the iron fist with his eyebrows and eyes, but his nose bridge was heavily struck, instantly seeing stars and bleeding profusely. Ignoring the intense pain, he lifted his leg and kicked it at Qinglong Dahans inner thigh...

  Seeing the two of them tumbling together in a heap, Zhao Di, who had used his "Stealth Technique", quietly left with satisfaction.

  After walking for a while, he cancelled his stealth technique and arrived at a post station. As far as he knew, the most convenient mode of transportation that mortals could use was horse-drawn carriages. The post station was a place where fine horses and carriages were rented out.

  The innkeeper, surnamed Luo, was a thin man in his forties with two wisps of mustache, looking at Zhao Di with an ambiguous smile that seemed to say he didnt believe this shabbily dressed country boy would bring him any business.

  After seeing the ordinary persons selfishness, Zhao directly took out a glittering gold ingot and threw it on the counter, saying loudly: "Bring me the fastest and best horse carriage, hire two most experienced drivers! Also prepare some high-quality dry food for this young master, several sets of clean clothes, dried well. The remaining money will be considered as this young masters reward."