Suddenly, a deafening sound of hoofbeats came from the road. In the sunlight, the horses' hooves glistened with golden light, and each step made a heavy thud.
The carriage was made entirely of agarwood. The carriage curtain was not made of silk but a curtain of pearls from the East Sea. The eight horses pulling the carriage were all Ferghana horses, making quite a grand spectacle.
"Which official is coming?" A head popped out from the restaurant.
Such extravagance. I wonder if he has embezzled money from the common people.
A man beside him took a sip of wine and said with a complicated look, "It's not an official. It's the daughters of those two pig - butchers. They say they're going to Tianjue Sect."
Only a fool would believe that Ji Zhaoxi could get into Tianjue Sect. She'll definitely just wander around nearby and come back.
Everyone else crowded around the window to watch the scene. There were more than thirty tough guards from a security agency following behind the carriage, and more than a dozen freight carriages were fully loaded, with their axles creaking.
"I should have become a pig - butcher back then."
Those around him scoffed, "What's so great about being a pig - butcher?"
Although the Ji family had made a lot of money from pig - butchering, did any of the local noble families pay them any attention? They were all just laughed at.
Even though they said so, envy was clearly written in their eyes.
Ji Zhaoxi originally felt a bit embarrassed, but seeing so many people looking at her, she felt really proud.
Liuli was also very excited. "Miss, I told you, everyone thinks you're a genius. They all want to see you."
Ji Zhaoxi choked for a moment. "Liuli, is it possible that they're looking at those horses and the boxes behind?"
Liuli was confused. "What's so interesting about those things?"
They must be here to see their miss because their miss is extremely amazing.
The carriage steadily headed towards Tianjue Sect. They were not in a hurry, moving leisurely. They would stop to rest when they got tired and continue when they were well - rested.
After traveling like this for more than half a month, the carriage finally reached the winding mountain road around Tianjue Sect. The noisy atmosphere of the mortal world gradually faded away, and the scenery on the roadside gradually took on a touch of fairy - like charm.
Suddenly, a low growl sounded.
Ji Zhaoxi quickly lifted the curtain. A young man carrying a heavy sword was riding a white tiger, leaping across the nearby cliff.
Ji Zhaoxi was shocked. "No way!"
Just then, several clear cries rang out in the air. A few people carrying packages were stepping on huge cranes and disappeared in a flash.
The Ji family's caravan was also shocked by this scene. They thought their grandeur was already quite something, but they didn't expect there to be even more spectacular ones...
Those people from the cultivating families just flew here on cranes.
Ji Zhaoxi suddenly felt a great deal of pressure. "Are all the disciples of Tianjue Sect at this level?"
Liuli frowned slightly. "What's this? Miss, you're much more powerful than them."
She didn't like seeing her miss being self - deprecating!
Ji Zhaoxi looked a bit dazed. "Really?"
Liuli nodded seriously.
Really.
Ji Zhaoxi coughed lightly. "Actually, I think they're a bit inhumane. Having several people step on one crane. Is that even human?"
If it were her, she'd ride one crane alone and would never let it get tired.
Liuli nodded in agreement. "Not human!"
Just as the two were still comforting themselves that their carriage was better, a poor - looking man in tattered clothes and messy hair walked by. He was holding a bamboo staff and walking forward with difficulty.
Seeing how miserable he was, Ji Zhaoxi gave him a few silver coins.
The man shook his head and refused. "A person on the path of cultivation no longer needs these things."
Ji Zhaoxi was surprised. "You're a person on the path of cultivation?"
The man nodded. "I'm here to report to Tianjue Sect. I've been walking for a year."
Ji Zhaoxi's gaze fell on his iron - like feet and kindly said, "Let us give you a ride. We'll arrive in a few days."
The man looked piously ahead. "A person on the path of cultivation should be sincere. If one can't even walk up the mountain on their own and has to take a carriage..."
He looked at Ji Zhaoxi, sighed, and shook his head.
Ji Zhaoxi:...
If taking a carriage meant being insincere, what about those who rode on cranes...
The carriage slowly passed by the man and continued up the mountain. The trees around here were much thicker than those in the mortal world, and there were some mist - covered flowers in the grass.
The caravan traveled for several more days and finally reached the entrance of Tianjue Sect.
There were two giant stone pillars carved from emerald at the entrance of the sect. The area was surrounded by clouds and fog, and the pillars shot straight into the sky. Instead of dragons and phoenixes, ancient vines twined around the pillars.
At the very top of the pillars, there was a plaque carved from ten - thousand - year - old lightning - struck wood, with the words "Tianjue Sect" written on it.
There were several disciples in grayish - blue long gowns standing at the entrance. They had tokens hanging from their waists and hands on their sword hilts, looking down condescendingly at the long caravan below.
Ji Zhaoxi got off the carriage and involuntarily softened her breathing.
She, a pig - butcher's daughter, had never seen such a grand sight...
The corners of the mouths of those disciples twitched uncontrollably when they saw the golden carriage.
The servants unloaded the luggage one box after another. Soon, the entrance of Tianjue Sect was piled up with Ji Zhaoxi's luggage.
"Others are not allowed to enter," the disciple standing at the front said coldly.
Ji Zhaoxi:...
What should she do then? Carry them all in by herself?
It was all her father's fault for saying that more than a dozen boxes would make a grand spectacle.
Just as she was thinking about whether to bribe them with a few magical artifacts.
A carriage with the royal emblem slowly stopped at the entrance of Tianjue Sect. Then Ji Zhaoxi watched helplessly as the servants carried the boxes into Tianjue Sect.
Ji Zhaoxi stared angrily at the disciple.
The disciple cleared his throat awkwardly. "This is a special case."
On the very first day, Ji Zhaoxi's impression of Tianjue Sect had reached an all - time low.
What a snobbish Tianjue Sect!
Just as they were at a standstill, a cold and elegant figure emerged from the thick ancient vines. He was wearing a moon - white long gown, with a gentle look in his eyes and a faint smile on his face. However, if you looked closely, the smile never reached his eyes.
The noise on the steps suddenly stopped.
"Senior Brother!" Several disciples guarding the entrance stood at attention and bowed their heads respectfully.
Wen Shubai stood still and looked down at the angry young girl sitting on a pile of boxes.
He paused for a moment. Was this the little junior sister that the Second Elder had mentioned, the one who would gnaw on tree bark when hungry and could cut three thousand loads of firewood on a normal day...
One really couldn't judge a book by its cover.
"Little Junior Sister, the reason the servants of the Seventh Prince can enter is that the National Preceptor mentioned it to the sect master in advance," Wen Shubai said gently.
"It's my fault that I didn't inform you in advance and made you feel wronged. Later, I'll ask a few disciples to help carry the luggage in."
Ji Zhaoxi's anger suddenly dissipated. She coughed uncomfortably. "It's okay. I thought they were being discriminatory."
This person was definitely Wen Shubai, just like he was described in the letter.
Gentle - tempered and kind - hearted, a real good - natured person.
