This is also the reason why he didn’t tell the Sect Leader and others about Zhou Qing’s Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown.
Afterwards, the two took advantage of the night and left.
On the flying sword, Yan Xiaohu looked at the old hen in Zhou Qing’s arms and couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder.
"Last time before I left, I threw it a big basin of spirit stone powder, enough for a hundred pieces of spirit stones. But its brain is really not working well; when I came back yesterday, the spirit stone powder was untouched."
"Yet, the ground in my secret room was pecked into dozens of large holes by it, and it didn’t starve to death. Isn’t that magical?"
Hearing this, Zhou Qing glanced at the old hen sleeping soundly in his arms and couldn’t help but smile wryly and shake his head.
"Old Four, did it appear in your dream, complaining that I abused it? Is that why you couldn’t wait to take it back?" Yan Xiaohu couldn’t help but ask.
Zhou Qing said, "No, it’s just that I haven’t taken it out for a walk in a long time, and I miss it."
"Alright, I guess you’re not short of money now, and expecting it to lay a spirit egg takes seven or eight days for one." Yan Xiaohu’s eyes suddenly lit up just as he said this.
"Old Four, why don’t I give you a nickname!" Yan Xiaohu said excitedly.
Zhou Qing looked puzzled.
Yan Xiaohu hurriedly explained, "For example, every time I kill an enemy, I strike a handsome pose and then leave a phrase - ’The killer, Sword Tyrant Yan Xiaohu!’
Zhou Qing nodded, it seemed to be true.
"You’re quite gentle and elegant, and I see some people call themselves things like Mr. Xue, Mr. Du, Mr. Miao, so why not call you Mr. Ji?"
"Don’t like it? Or you could use your Broken Sword as your symbol, and call yourself Mr. Jiduan? Chicken Duan Qing?"
Four days later, the two arrived at a mortal city named You Huang City, one of the many cities under the jurisdiction of Lingyun Mansion.
However, the affairs of the five major sects seemed unaffected by the prosperity here. At least on the surface, it looked lively with people coming and going.
"Is Song Yuan really here? Are you sure?" Zhou Qing asked, puzzled.
Yan Xiaohu was also a bit doubtful at this moment and said, "Anyway, the information I got pointed in this direction. Since we’re here, let’s check it out first."
Thereupon, the two descended and entered the city.
Zhou Qing used a piece of string, tying one end to the chicken’s leg and holding the other end in his hand, walking the chicken.
"Even if the other party is really here, we can’t make a move. If we’re not careful, innocent people might get hurt." Zhou Qing said with a serious face.
Yan Xiaohu naturally agreed with this point.
"Zhou! Yan!" Just as the two were looking around, a surprised voice suddenly sounded from the side.
They looked up and saw that it was Senior Sister Yuan Ya, whom they had saved at the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect.
At this moment, Yuan Ya jumped directly out of a window, landing steadily in front of the two.
"Senior Sister Yuan Ya, what are you doing here?" Zhou Qing asked, showing a surprised expression.
Seeing the two, Yuan Ya was genuinely happy.
After all, if it weren’t for them, she would have been killed by Meng Xing, and even her Nascent Soul would have been collected by that pervert, leaving her better off dead.
Yuan Ya said, "I’m here to handle some matters. I actually always wanted to find an opportunity to go to the Taiqing Sect to thank you, but recently, the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect is in a state of rebuilding, and we also declared war on the Cangyan Daoist Palace. We’re really short on manpower, so..."
The two understood and smiled, saying it was unnecessary to stand on ceremony.
"By the way, where is Junior Brother Li Si? Didn’t he come with you?"
Yuan Ya’s eyes wandered over the two of them, and finally, she couldn’t help but ask. Mentioning this name, her ears even blushed slightly.