Chaotic World Book
Chapter 318 - 311: Love in the Exotic Realm

Chapter 318: Chapter 311: Love in the Exotic Realm

The young couple changed their clothes and leisurely strolled the streets.

Zhao Changhe casually changed his attire, merely to distinguish it from his previous guise as "Wang Daozhong," since he was now walking the streets with his wife using their real appearances; the identity of Wang Daozhong could be saved for another occasion.

In fact, Xia Chichi didn’t understand why Zhao Changhe held such a strange obsession - it seemed like whenever he was with his woman, he insisted on being in his true form, especially when they were getting intimate... Even though he could have maintained his ordinary man’s disguise all along, nobody was unaware that it was him.

Anyway, he was an ordinary man now, hmph.

She too had changed back into women’s attire, transforming from a dashing jade-like young master into a gently enchanting Demoness, her heroic and vivid eyes still faintly shining through.

After all, she had just killed someone and fled while in men’s clothing; Poisonous Spider was now searching the entire city for her, so it was necessary to let her male disguise disappear.

When she had reverted to her usual appearance, Zhao Changhe’s eyes showed either amazement or disappointment - what a character.

Regardless, the couple held hands as they wandered through the night in Kunlun City, both of them in high spirits.

They had been in love for a year, often apart more than together, their rare meetings hurried and words scarce. Time passed so quickly that they often had to skip straight to intimacy to soothe their yearning, making their relationship seem like it revolved solely around that one thing, no wonder Vermilion Bird disapproved.

Not to mention after they fell in love, this was actually the first time ever since they met that they openly walked the streets hand in hand in their true forms, working towards a common goal... in this far-flung City of Evil, on a snowy night.

"Who says we’re aiming for the same thing?" Zhao Changhe playfully said, "You don’t need to find the Thief Sect."

"I’m looking for Heavenly Spirit Zi," Xia Chichi replied with a grin, "Poisonous Spider has offended me. Since she’s targeting Heavenly Spirit Zi, then he is my potential ally, of course I need to meet him."

It’s unclear who offended whom - you were just thanking Poisonous Spider a moment ago.

Zhao Changhe didn’t expose her, well aware that Xia Chichi was just making an excuse.

By the roadside, an old man sold wontons in his threadbare clothing, unaffected by the snow flurrying past, leisurely and carefree, even humming a little tune.

Those classic wonton-sellers are usually masters - it sounds very wuxia, but having mingled in the martial arts world for so long, he’d never seen one, except for killers in disguise. Yet in this City of Evil, it was quite normal, who knows which former villain had retired here.

Zhao Changhe didn’t avoid him, instead showing a bit of interest, he pulled Xia Chichi to sit in front of the stall: "Two bowls of something hot, please."

Xia Chichi nudged him quietly, "Not afraid of poison, huh?"

Zhao Changhe laughed, "Why would any good person poison their food? If everyone thought like that, who would dare to buy wontons? Everyone needs to eat."

The old man selling dumplings showed a hint of a smile: "Saying that, I might not be convinced and actually put poison in them."

Zhao Changhe sighed, "Don’t do this, old man, give me some face..."

The old man burst into hearty laughter, "Interesting, interesting, I haven’t seen anyone like you in this city since I’ve secluded myself here. These two bowls of wontons are on me. Whether they’re poisoned or not, decide for yourself."

The wontons were served, and the ever-suspicious Xia Chichi, who wondered if they were poisoned, was the first to grab a bite, seemingly not at all afraid of poison.

The old man’s gaze upon her held a deeper meaning.

This girl wasn’t fearless... inwardly cautious and distrustful of others, she acted as such only for her foolishly brave lover, testing for poison first.

In this City of Evil, to find a couple so full of affection was indeed rare.

But then, the man hesitated and before the woman could take a bite of her wonton, he snatched the spoon lightning-fast and ate it himself.

And then he acted as if he’d been scalded, crying out loudly.

The woman punched him huffily, and like a dead dog, he panted for air while she leaned over to blow on his spoonful.

The duo then began to play happily, taking turns blowing on the wontons and feeding each other, eating with giggles.

The old man with his sleeves pulled over his hands suddenly felt like he was the idiot.

He knew he should have really put poison in them, damn it.

But, what could he say... a smile unconsciously appeared on his face just watching them.

Youth is truly wonderful...

"Old man, your skill is admirable; the wontons are delicious," Zhao Changhe didn’t let him treat, instead laying down a piece of broken silver that could buy a year’s worth of wontons, "It’s a pity I might not have the chance to come by again—the fates will decide if we meet once more."

The old man watched, noting that they hadn’t even paid attention to the taste of the wontons, probably finding each other’s spit tastier.

The elder hid his smile and, with a face like he had just swallowed a bitter pill, took the money and then looked to the sky, ignoring them.

In the distance, the fading sounds of bantering could still be heard, "Just because you have money, you use silver for wontons. If you keep squandering it like this, see if I don’t beat you up!"

"It’s not convenient to carry copper coins when traveling abroad. How do you carry those big strings around? When can I use a storage ring, wuwuwu..."

The voices grew distant and faded away... perhaps they had moved on to more serious matters and started to mask their conversation.

A storage ring, huh? The old man smiled faintly and bowed his head to cook more wontons.

The young couple, now far away, were still playfully quarreling: "Tell me, where is your money coming from now? Is it from the Cui family or the Tang family?"

"...I ran out of money beyond the border long ago. This is a travel expense given by General Huangfu when I was leaving. It’s not much; the general isn’t very rich... Eh, in a certain sense, could this be considered your sect’s money? Smile for me?"

Xia Chichi certainly didn’t feel like smiling. So, you’re rumored to have an affair with the Winged Fire Snake, aren’t you? You have the nerve to say that.

I don’t know when a new Winged Fire Snake arrived, who’s also an Imperial Concubine. It sounded odd. How did I not know about such a big deal before? I only knew about the Venerable often staying in the capital.

Forget it. It’s a good time; I shouldn’t bother him about other women.

Xia Chichi leisurely looked at the shops by the roadside, clicking her tongue in wonder: "Who would have thought that although the city is a little quiet, it’s fully equipped with everything, even this kind of variety store. The quiet might just be due to the snowy night; come another time, and it might even be lively."

Zhao Changhe looked over and smiled, "Where there are people living, they naturally manage to create everything needed for life, following the path of a normal city. The image of a group of evil people sinisterly hiding indoors doesn’t exist; everyone here has not yet started cultivation. The difference is probably that the owner of the variety store might be an evil person who has retired here. I also understand now why Yang Qianyuan said that people in the city don’t easily attack each other; you never know who the other person is, so who would dare to act rashly? If there is a conflict, it’s about conning outsiders into doing it, just like how the poisonous spider conned you into looking for Heavenly Spirit."

"Pretty much. The so-called Land of Evil abides by such rules. If one is cautious, living here doesn’t have to be as perilous as one imagines," Xia Chichi said nonchalantly. "I wonder what the Yuxu Venerable is really considering, creating a place like this."

Zhao Changhe didn’t know what the Yuxu Venerable was considering either, and he wasn’t interested in that; as long as his target didn’t concern him, it was fine. He just hoped that the Dragon Elephant Blood Ginseng wasn’t in the hands of the Yuxu Venerable; if that were the case, everything would be easier to handle.

Xia Chichi obviously wasn’t much interested either and, her eyes suddenly lighting up, she enthusiastically dragged Zhao Changhe into a shop.

"Hey hey, what are you doing?"

"Quit babbling, I’m buying something for you." Xia Chichi pulled him into the store and scolded, "You really can’t bear to part with that shabby gourd of yours, can you? It’s old, outdated, severely worn, and utterly ugly, and it’s even starting to crack... I wonder how you can still use it."

Zhao Changhe laughed heartily, "No matter how old, I have to use it."

Xia Chichi was pleased at heart, for as long as that eyesore of a gourd was around, it blocked any thoughts about other women, which she couldn’t voice out loud. Just thinking about that scenario brought her joy.

In fact, she was overthinking it. Very few people noticed the gourd, and those who did just sighed at Zhao Changhe’s attachment to old things, which only made them like him more, like a certain rabbit.

"Anyway, I can’t let those bitches think the Holy Daughter is stingy or that she mistreats you," Xia Chichi muttered to herself, looking up at the hanging gourds in the store with a smile, "Am I the only one who can replace your gourd?"

Zhao Changhe turned to look at Xia Chichi’s smiling face, feeling a softness in his heart, and whispered, "Yes."

Xia Chichi tapped on the counter and said with a smile, "Shopkeeper, bring out a wine gourd, one made of a special material—light yet tough and durable, and always as good as new."

The shopkeeper was speechless: "Miss, are you cultivating? Would you also like some never-ending wine added to it?... Where would one find such material, and who would make a gourd out of it?"

Xia Chichi laughed, "Ordinary places might not have it, but one could find jade in Kunlun; the Yukun Pavilion shouldn’t be without, right?"

Zhao Changhe’s first reaction was actually, "Are you from the Han family using a hammer?" His second thought was that the Yukun Gang had indeed arrived.

No wonder Liu Tuzhang thought the Yukun Gang’s stuff was diverse; this was true diversity, a treasure trove of items you wouldn’t typically find in a standard variety store.

Laughter came from the upper floor, "Is the guest here to shop, or to find the Yukun Gang?"

"I was originally looking for Heavenly Spirit," Xia Chichi stood with her arms akimbo, "but now I want a gourd, and the gourd comes first; everything else is secondary!"

"If you really want such a gourd, it’s not impossible," a voice came down from the upper floor, cheery, "May I ask what price the lady is willing to offer?"

Xia Chichi twirled her eyes and said with a smile, "How about I catch you a spider, what do you think?"

The Taoist was taken aback, gave both of them a once over, and became solemn, "Please, both of you, come upstairs."

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