352: Chapter 129: Exploring Dark Alley, Ping’an Calculates Witch_3 352: Chapter 129: Exploring Dark Alley, Ping’an Calculates Witch_3 Li Ping’an sighed, “That’s still not enough to compare to a Primordial Immortal, it’s still too weak.”
Qing Su said, “Indeed it is.”
Li Ping’an felt as if someone had gently pricked his chest.
The ribbonfish he had transformed into had quietly approached the crevice in the rock layer that was more than ten zhang high and nearly thirty zhang wide, contemplating whether to sneak in and how to do so.
It seemed as if there was magma flowing inside the crevice, and upon a cursory feel, he could detect more than ten formation light barriers and barriers of immortal power.
The so-called Dark Alley is, simply put, a black market.
Items not conveniently traded within the town could be bought and sold here at will.
It was also a frequent haunt of demon cultivators, evil cultivators, and experts from the Demon Race.
The Eastern Alliance’s stance towards the Dark Alley was like their view of demon cultivators—ambiguous and vague in general, but punitive when troubles arose.
Just then, a small fish the size of a knuckle slowly swam over from not far away.
Li Ping’an recognized at a glance that this little fish was not a living creature, but rather…
a puppet secret technique from the Wei Yuan Sect?
The water pressure here was quite strong, and such a ‘species’ of fish, clearly a freshwater fish, should not appear in this place.
“Senior, look at that little fish over there.”
Why does it have a bit of the flavor of my Wei Yuan Sect’s secret techniques?
It seems like the Puppetry of Different Forms, probably used for scouting.”
“It might have been given by Brother Xu to Happy Valley.”
As Li Ping’an said this, Senior Xu Sheng no longer mentioned anything else.
The little fish swam towards a place not far off, and the deep-sea spirit fish that Li Ping’an had transformed into quietly followed, tracking the puppet fish discreetly along the entrance of the Dark Alley.
Moments later, in a depression on the ocean floor, more than ten li away from the entrance to the Dark Alley, Li Ping’an found a trace of Dao Charm that was somewhat familiar.
This Dao Charm was much stronger than Sun Yingying’s; the two were merely of the same origin…
That’s not right, Sun Yingying had concealed the majority of her cultivation in Drunken Moon Tower.
He, as the transformed spirit fish, swam for quite a while, and with the guidance of Senior Xu Sheng, he circled around to where Sun Yingying was hiding.
—Without Xu Sheng here, Li Ping’an would have had a hard time finding Sun Yingying.
Li Ping’an saw a slender figure lying on the sandbed at the bottom of the sea.
She was not very tall, only two or three inches taller than Wen Ling’er; generally, her body was lean and weak, with her straight, round legs being the only flaw in her figure’s imperfection, as they were not particularly egregious.
Qing Su asked, “Shall we kill her?”
“No need to kill, Master.
This person is a liaison for Happy Valley,” Li Ping’an whispered, “We can use her to infiltrate the Dark Alley and investigate.”
Xu Sheng muttered, “She herself is just hiding outside to scout; how do you expect her to lead you in?”
Qing Su also said, “Unless absolutely necessary, we should not employ methods that control others’ Primordial Spirits.
We are Qi Cultivators of the Path of Immortality.”
“Alright, Master, rest assured, I won’t use such methods.
You and Senior should find a good place to hide.”
Having said that, Li Ping’an took a deep breath and the little ribbonfish he had transformed into slowly descended towards Sun Yingying.
Sun Yingying was quite alert.
She turned to look at the ribbonfish, put away the Jade Talisman in her hand, and grabbed a dagger.
Li Ping’an dispelled the Shape-Shifting Technique, and his body immediately lay flat on the seafloor.
He now had two tiny fish scales in his sleeve, which transformed into a wooden pedestal and a pendant, then settled in Li Ping’an’s bosom.
Sun Yingying’s almond eyes widened, her ghostly mask almost falling off, elatedly she transmitted her voice, “Brother Wenqing!
How did you find me?”
Li Ping’an slightly curled his lips, pointed at the several puppet fish swimming by Sun Yingying’s side, and then revealed a puppet sheep he had never shown to anyone before, flaunting it in front of her.
Suddenly, Sun Yingying made a move, snatching the fist-sized wooden-carved sheep out of thin air.
Feeling the Dao Charm revealed by Sun Yingying at that moment, Li Ping’an instantly lost his temper.
In his heart, he was already considering how to hoodwink this ‘hundreds of years old beauty.’