Zhang Jian held an oil umbrella, appearing just like an ordinary young master from a wealthy family, queued to enter the city like everyone else. Seeing people ahead take out travel permits and copper coins as entry fees, he waved his hand and conjured a travel permit, tossed several coins, and stepped into the small town amidst the rain.
This small town made Zhang Jian feel as if he had returned to Fengxi County.
He held the oil umbrella; though a light rain fell around, under the eaves lining both sides of the street, there were still hunters and vendors calling out.
Entering and exiting the town wasn’t easy; at least one had to earn back the entry fee.
There were also ordinary farmers selling mountain crops and offering pedicures.
Zhang Jian held his oil umbrella, walked along the pebbled path, and to his surprise, even though the town was small, it wasn’t shabby; the channels were well organized, and rainwater flowed out of the city through the comprehensive drains.
There was no filthy and foul experience.
Zhang Jian continued down the main street until he arrived at a farmhouse courtyard.
It was a simple courtyard, built with soil and bricks, furnished with basic household items; Zhang Jian’s gaze fell inside the courtyard.
Bai Hua Fairy was inside the courtyard.
He heard another matron inside asking toward the house.
"Old man, do you think the girl will wake up? She looks wealthy, probably not of ordinary birth!"
Inside, a middle-aged man came out, carrying a load of tofu covered with gauze; though past fifty, his dark, sallow skin exuded an alert demeanor.
He immediately spoke.
"Old woman, I don’t know; we can’t afford a physician, whether she lives depends on her fortune; if she’s lucky, she’ll survive, if not, we can’t help but give her a straw mat for decency!"
Saying this, he carried the baskets out the door.
"Seems she’s met with kind-hearted people!"
Zhang Jian murmured to himself, holding the oil umbrella, stepped slowly into the courtyard, where raindrops suspended midair, and the matron washing soybeans at the well on one side paused in motion, as Zhang Jian proceeded to the main hall.
The hall was bright; the courtyard showed signs of more than just the old couple living here.
Zhang Jian saw two cramped rooms, guessing the couple may have two children, likely boys.
Perhaps they joined the army, or were on labor duty, not at home.
The inner house had two smaller rooms, with windows facing the yard, letting sunlight in; Zhang Jian saw a slender girl lying on a kang bed, changed into coarse linen garb, appearing merely graceful, but on closer inspection found she concealed breathtaking beauty using a special Dharma Artifact.
She remained unconscious.
Zhang Jian didn’t need to use any methods to sense an intense aura of Immortal Light deep within the female immortal’s forehead; one streak of Immortal Light entangled her Primordial Spirit, her Bai Hua Primordial Spirit resisted, trying to refine it.
But the Immortal Light was left by a Celestial Immortal, possessing an uncontrollable blazing power.
It was filled with a concentrated fire poison.
For Zhang Jian, extracting this fire poison was not difficult, but he chose not to do so.
If harnessed properly, this blazing Bing Fire Divine Light could temper Bai Hua Fairy’s reincarnate self, aiding her rapid enlightenment; Zhang Jian naturally didn’t need to guard here long.
He thought to himself, extended a finger, and touched the female cultivator’s forehead, stimulating part of her Bai Hua Fairy’s Primordial Spirit power.
A vivid golden Immortal Light flowed from her body, mingling with her present Primordial Spirit, instantly blocking the raging crimson flame around it.
The Primordial Spirit True Monarch Level’s power kept swelling, and the Immortal Dao Law Origin within her grew.
Seeing this, Zhang Jian withdrew his hand.
The slumbering girl barely opened her eyes, glimpsing a uniquely charming young immortal standing by the bedside, before fainting again.
Zhang Jian employed the River Map Immortal Technique, calculated, sensing he may need to stay in this small town for some time.
He decided to leave the courtyard.
As he departed, time within the courtyard resumed its normal flow.
After leaving the courtyard, Zhang Jian headed to a brokerage in town, intending to buy a small courtyard nearby for close monitoring.
The town’s brokerages dealing in property sales and leases were exclusively official.
Official brokers were essentially local bullies with strong backing from the Government Office.
Zhang Jian didn’t use supernatural means, he merely exchanged some gold and silver in town.
Having gold and silver proved more effective than supernatural means, he quickly acquired an abandoned courtyard near West Gate Square.
The original owner was a local ruffian, living alone freely.
Recently caught in trouble, now desperately needing money in County Government prison, willing to sell off his home to settle affairs.