<h4>Chapter 100: Public Morals Are Getting Worse</h4>


    <h4><strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong> Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion</h4>


    Liu Yuan woke up the next day and opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Ling Yu’s fair face. His eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously leaned back.


    He was dumbfounded for a moment. Then, he remembered that he had unequipped his cards and was a Foundation Establishment stage weakling. He really could not detect Ling Yu, who was a Core Formation stage expert. He heaved a sigh of relief and said, “What are you doing so early in the morning?”


    As for safety, with Chuichui, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and a Soul Formation Zhiying, there was no need to worry about it for the time being.


    “Can you let me pet your cat?” Ling Yu pleaded with a sincere look in her eyes.


    Liu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then took the soft white cat out of the bed and ced it on hisp. He touched her belly and head, and Chuichui meowed in a daze. It curled up its paws and rubbed its head against Liu Yuan’s hand, looking like it was still half-asleep. He said, “I can lend you Chuichui, but look at her. She’s a little tired now. Let her get enough sleep first.”


    Liu Yuan tactfully expressed to Ling Yu that his cat needed to rest, but Ling Yu did not seem to want to let go of the fluffy cat in front of her.


    Stare–


    Hey, hey, don’t look like you’re going to touch Chuichui until she’s bald.


    Liu Yuan’s mouth twitched and he said helplessly, “Daoist Nun Ling Yu, aren’t you satisfied from yesterday?”


    Ling Yu’s eyes flickered. She sped her hands together and said in a low voice, “How can I have enough of such a furry thing?!”


    “But it hasn’t even been a few hours!” Liu Yuan also shouted in a low voice.


    Ling Yu knew that she was in the wrong, so she did not say anything and just looked at Liu Yuan. Her eyes were fixed on the soft snoring Chuichui, and she could not look away.


    “…” It was all Chuichui’s fault for being too attractive.


    It had to be said that Chuichui’s cat form was really perfect for human aesthetics. In the beginning, she said that she often used this form to deceive Immortal cultivators and then ate them in one bite. Presumably, she found the most perfect form because of her proficiency in her business.


    Liu Yuan added, “And my cat… has a bad temper. I’m afraid you’ll be bitten.”


    Ling Yu blinked and asked in confusion, “But I’m a Core Formation cultivator, how could I be bitten by a cat?”


    The corner of Liu Yuan’s mouth twitched. He felt that he did not know what to say. Was he supposed to say that her cultivation was actually inferior to this cat’s and that she would be killed in one bite?


    He smiled awkwardly but politely, showing the timidity of a new Foundation Establishment cultivator. “I’m just afraid that she might bite you. If you get angry, you’ll beat her up to vent your anger.”


    “Meow?” Chuichui seemed to have heard that someone was going to beat her up, and subconsciously trembled. The image in the photostone shed back in her mind and she quickly shrank into Liu Yuan’s arms.


    Liu Yuan looked at Ling Yu innocently with an expression that said ‘look, just like that.’


    He was the real culprit all along.


    Ling Yu let out an ‘Oh’ in disappointment. She nodded and turned around. Then, she turned around with some unwillingness and said, “Just a little touch?”


    Liu Yuan did not know whether tough or cry. It turned out that Hu Jiuniang’s rubbing yesterday only stimted Ling Yu’s deeper desire. The more she touched, the more she wanted…


    “Just a little touch.” He nodded.


    Ling Yu’s eyes lit up as she extended her hand.


    The few people who had just woken up were stunned.


    A few words from the conversation they had just heard shed through their mind — ‘early in the morning-‘, ‘can I touch-‘, ‘I’m-little tired-‘, ‘I’ve slept enough’, ‘satisfied-‘, ‘furry-‘, ‘not even a few hours-‘.


    Then, the Daoist Nun of the Jade Mirage Sect reached out her hand between the legs of the Foundation Establishment kid.


    What… What’s going on??


    In just one night, Shangyang had already fallen to such a state? Or were they already out of touch with the times when they were only in their teens?


    The eyes of these fledgling Immortal cultivators almost popped out. Seeing a female Daoist in a Daoist robe at the Core Formation stage bending over the bed of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they suffered a shock that seemed to reshape their worldviews.


    Mu Ronglian, who was born in an unblemished family with strict rules, could not help but say, “Daoist Nun Ling Yu.”


    “What?” Ling Yu turned around and picked up Chuichui in her arms. She touched her head and said indifferently, “What’s wrong?”


    The shock and confusion on everyone’s faces gradually froze, then faded away. They calmed down and went to do their own things.


    Oh, it’s a cat. That’s fine.


    However, they were still surprised as to why Ling Yu had suddenly be so familiar with Jiang Feng, and why they seemed to be so familiar with each other.


    Yan Guanyu, who was the first to mock Ling Yu, nced at Liu Yuan. He saw that Liu Yuan had reached out tofort Chuichui, who had just woken up. As he spoke to Ling Yu, the distance between the two of them was almost closed, and their shoulders were almost touching.


    Ling Yu did not show any signs of stopping. Instead, she smiled at Liu Yuan in a friendly manner.


    Yan Guanlin thought of how she had only responded indifferently when he had tried to express his goodwill at the beginning, and his mind instantly felt unbnced.


    Why did the sessor disciple of the Jade Mirage Sect suddenly pay so much attention to this itinerant cultivator? And thedy boss of the Yui Inn…


    No, wait a minute… Could it be because of thatdy boss that Ling Yu was showing him kindness? Yes, that must be the case. Otherwise, why would this boy who lived off a woman be treated differently?


    Yan Guanlin snorted coldly in his heart. There were still two days left anyway. When the Singing Sword contest arrived, this guy would experience the difference between a cultivator from a traditional sect and an itinerant cultivator.


    After they finished packing, they prepared to head to the center of the City of Ten Thousand Swords to register at the Singing Sword tform.


    Liu Yuan taught Gu Chang the Daoist Canon every day and told him to cultivate here. When he went downstairs, he saw Cui Ting walking in from the outside of the inn, pulling a young man.


    He was tall and strong, had bronze skin, and looked honest. He was dressed in coarse clothes, but he carried a bronze sword case on his back. He kept touching his head and smiling shyly.


    Liu Yuan suddenly remembered. Wasn’t this the mortal swordsman in the original plot — Geng Qi?


    …


    “Young Master, those two people did not do anything unusual. Cui Ting is staying in themon room on the first floor of Yui Inn. He said that he was here to observe the low-level Immortal cultivators and eradicate the injustice in people’s hearts. Jiang Feng seems to be very familiar with the Fox Demondy boss. During the day, he said that they were friends, but he entered her room in the middle of the night. However, he seemed to have been interrupted by Ling Yu of the Jade Mirage Sect. But when the door was opened, thedy boss’s clothes were clearly untidy, her face was red, and her hair was messy. She must have been doing… Doing that…”


    Xiu’er’s fair face blushed. She pouted and reported to Ye Cike what the scouts had found yesterday.


    Ye Cike grunted disappointedly and sprinkled a few pieces of bait into the pond, which attracted many koi fish to fight for it. The water surface rippled and the green Lotus leaves swayed.


    As the City Lord’s private residence, Lanfang Garden’s environment was indeed excellent. It was not inferior to the Xuanyin family’s pavilion, and exuded elegance and exquisiteness everywhere. It could be seen how sincere Duan Lanruo was in receiving guests.


    Ye Cike felt a sense offort after staying here for a night.


    Although she had sent people to follow the two people who stood out the most that day, they only found a sword cultivator from a legitimate and famous sect and a loose cultivator with a chaotic style of life who might even be a Fox Demon furnace.


    How could her Junxuan be together with a Fox Demon?


    Ye Cike furrowed her brows, feeling extremely ufortable. Her Xuanyang Pearl was in Junxuan’s body, and he had promised to be her Xuanyang Pearl for the rest of his life.


    It seemed he’d have to use the Ten Thousand Sword Array and fuse the art of Divinity within it, then she’d be able to instantly cover the entire City of Ten Thousand Swords.