บท 158: Alive
Yutai Mountain is huge. Although it's called a mountain, it's actually more like a mountain range composed of planets.
It consists of nine peaks as the main parts, arranged in order from high to low. In the middle, there is a broad platform, which should be the Yutai.
Chen Xia stood by the railing of the ferry and watched.
The planets of Yutai Mountain are much smaller than those of the Azure Sky Sword Sea. It's estimated that it's only about one-tenth the size of the Sword Sea.
The ferry stopped at the ferry terminal in front of Yutai Mountain. Around it, other ferries and flying shuttles of various sizes were also parked there.
The cultivators on the ship walked out of the ferry one after another and came to the market at the ferry terminal.
This is the place where the ferry is repaired and maintained, and it's also a good place for cultivators to trade. Many rare treasures that are not commonly seen may appear in the market at the ferry terminal.
Moreover, this is the market of Yutai Mountain, which is under the jurisdiction and protection of Yutai Mountain, and it basically eliminates the possibility of cultivators robbing and fighting.
Cao Gao walked quickly to Chen Xia's side, with his head lowered, and said in a respectful tone.
"The ferry needs to be repaired and maintained. Please forgive me, senior. I'll go out for a while and come back soon. We'll be able to set off again in no time."
"Yeah." Chen Xia nodded. "It's okay. Go ahead if you have something to do."
Cao Gao quickly clasped his fists. "Thank you, senior, for your understanding."
After Chen Xia waved his hand, Cao Gao dared to quietly retreat. When he was far away, he used his supernatural powers to flash and move away.
Chen Xia, on the other hand, somehow took out a bamboo hat. He flipped it with both hands and put it on his head. Then, casually dressed as a man in white with a bamboo hat, he got off the ferry and entered the market.
The market for cultivators isn't much different from that in the mortal world.
People set up stalls and wait for others to ask about the items. Occasionally, there are some who shout to attract customers, but it doesn't mean they can definitely sell their things.
Chen Xia walked slowly, listening to the conversations among the cultivators. He bought a pot of wine with spirit stones and gently shook it in his hand without opening it to drink.
"The son of the headmaster of Yutai Mountain has broken through to the middle stage of the Mountain Moving Realm. There's hope for him to enter the Azure Sky Sword Sea and become a preparatory disciple. If he can make further progress, he might become a junior elder or a formal disciple or something like that."
"Yutai Mountain is really going to rise. The nearby medium-sized sects may not be able to compete with Yutai Mountain anymore."
The leisurely words of some cultivators came.
"Not necessarily. Although the junior elders and formal disciples in the Azure Sky Sword Sea are rare, they don't have much say in the Azure Sky Sword Sea. For Yutai Mountain, it won't bring a transformative improvement."
"So I think that if the son of the headmaster of Yutai Mountain can really become a junior elder in the Azure Sky Sword Sea, Yutai Mountain can become a top medium-sized sect, but it can't be said to be invincible."
Other cultivators had opposing views. Most of these words were discussions about the forces in the star region, fully expressing their own subjective speculations.
Whether they were capable or not, they still felt obliged to make evaluations.
Chen Xia quite liked listening to them. He just sat outside and listened to them boasting, without drinking any of the wine in the small pot.
He didn't drink much. He bought this pot of wine just because he was bored.
The conversations among the cultivators continued, and the shouts of the vendors came one after another.
Chen Xia narrowed his eyes and leaned against the wall, holding the wine pot in his hand and gently shaking it.
For a moment, it seemed that he had gone back to the past.
The vendor in front seemed to be holding candied haws and shouted.
"Low-grade spirit medicine, three hundred spirit stones each!"
The inappropriate words brought Chen Xia back to reality. He leaned against the wall, stared blankly at the wine pot in his hand, and after a long while, he shook his head and chuckled softly.
"I'm really drunk."
The wine pot wasn't opened, and the wine hadn't decreased at all.
But he was truly drunk.
With his palm against the wall, Chen Xia slowly stood up. He put the wine pot at his waist, straightened his somewhat messy white clothes, and adjusted the bamboo hat on his head.
He lifted his feet gently and walked unhurriedly.
Dressed in white, he plunged into the market where there was the most traffic.
Since he was already drunk, he might as well wake up slowly.
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The main peak of Yutai Mountain, which is also the highest peak.
Cao Gao waited outside the gate. After hearing the approving voice from inside, he quickly lowered his head and stepped forward. He said respectfully to the figure on the seat.
"Cao Shorty pays his respects to the Young Headmaster."
The figure on the seat was propping his head up with one hand, and beside him were two maids in gorgeous clothes massaging him.
"Why are there fewer spirit stones in recent years? You promised me before that you would give me thirty percent of the spirit stones."
The figure's unhurried voice came.
Cao Gao's body trembled. He clasped his fists with both hands, lowered his head, and quickly replied.
"In the past few hundred years, the star region has been a bit turbulent. There are fewer people taking the ferry, and it's not easy to find orders for transporting goods. So the thirty percent that goes to you is a bit less."
"But in the past, when it was distributed to me, there were more than two thousand spirit stones. Why is there only over one thousand now?" The figure asked again.
"Because the total amount... the total amount is less." Cao Gao quickly replied.
"Nonsense!" The figure on the seat suddenly shouted angrily and stood up directly, scolding.
"Cao Shorty, I think you're really courting death. In the past, you obediently gave me two thousand spirit stones. Now, relying on your cultivation in the Mountain Moving Realm, you dare to secretly reduce the spirit stones for me!"
"No... I didn't. You..." Cao Gao's tone was urgent, and his hands waved helplessly.
"Still trying to argue!" The figure roared in anger. His figure flashed and directly appeared in front of Cao Gao. With spiritual energy in his hand, he suddenly swung it out.
Slap!
A very clear and loud slap.
Cao Gao fell to the ground. There was a bright red palm print on his face, with blood stains on it. But he didn't dare to resist at all and didn't dare to stand up either. He just lay on the ground like this.
"Pah!" The figure spat and showed his face. His cheeks were handsome and pale, and there was an enchanting red dot between his eyebrows.
"I don't care about your business situation or any of your reasons. Every time the spirit stones that reach me must be at least two thousand. Otherwise, your ferry will never be allowed to sail again. Do you understand?"
"Yes... yes." Cao Gao lay on the ground, with a bit of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, his hair messy and covering the palm print on his face.
"Get out!" The figure impatiently waved his hand and walked towards the seat again.
Cao Gao slowly got up. He didn't even dare to wipe the blood on his face. He clasped his fists with both hands and bowed to the figure on the seat, saying respectfully.
"Thank you, Young Headmaster."
His expression was covered by his messy hair, and nothing could be seen.
The figure on the seat grinned and waved his hand.
"You're only at the Mountain Moving Realm. Others may think you're okay, but in Yutai Mountain, in my eyes, you're just a dog."
"If you're obedient, I'll give you bones. If you're not, it doesn't matter if I beat you to death. That's how it is. You'd better know your place. A cultivator in the Mountain Moving Realm who's thousands of years old and still so ungrateful is really a disgrace."
"Yes." Cao Gao nodded numbly. He stretched out his hand to wipe the stains on his sleeve but stopped halfway and changed it to clasping his fists to salute.
In the afternoon.
Cao Gao walked down from the main peak. His messy hair covered his face. He was in a daze and his eyes were dull.
Some people live to see the distant mountains and seas.
While some people really just live for the sake of living.
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