I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 1092: Chapter 1091: Meeting an Old Friend Again, Immortal Brew

Beiluo City is strictly divided.

The city is separated into four regions: Heavenly Illumination, Earth Star, Anzhou, and Pingyu.

The location of Master Gongyang Ce is precisely Anzhou.

To the north of Anzhou are lions and tigers, with a sky full of stars descending overnight.

This nursery rhyme describes the scenery of Anzhou.

Its northern territory is divided like lions and tigers, while the southern half lies atop the sea.

Creating a landscape dotted with twinkling lights.

Xu Zimei walked on the streets of Anzhou, with roads extending in all directions in front of her.

The bustling scene unfolds before her eyes on these streets.

“Steamed buns for sale! Just out of the steamer, piping hot buns!”

“Authentic Anzhou noodles, don’t miss it while passing by!”

……

Xu Zimei hasn’t seen such a bustling city for a long time.

“Boss, I’d like a skewer of candied hawthorn,” just then, a pleasant voice reached Xu Zimei’s ears.

This voice was inexplicably familiar.

Xu Zimei turned her head to look, only to see a woman wearing a floral long dress with braids standing to the side.

She was holding a skewer of candied hawthorn, smiling towards her.

“Miss Jing?” Xu Zimei exclaimed in surprise.

“Young Master Xu, long time no see,” Miss Jing smiled.

She slowly placed the candied hawthorn in front of her, bent down slightly, and said with a smile, “Want some?”

“How come you are here?” Xu Zimei asked.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” Miss Jing said with a smile.

“Waiting for me?”

“The master said someone would come to find him today, so he asked me to come out to greet them,” Miss Jing said with a smile.

“Your master is… Gongyang Ce?” Xu Zimei instantly realized.

“You just figured it out,” Miss Jing said with a smile.

“Where is your master?” Xu Zimei asked, frowning.

“He asked me to tell you that he does not wish to see you,” Miss Jing said.

“And he cannot answer your questions either.”

“Does he know what I want to ask?” Xu Zimei said with a smile.

He didn’t believe there was anyone in the world who truly knew everything.

Even those who have visited the River of Fate might not be omniscient.

Perhaps the Feather Emperor and others had informed Gongyang Ce in advance, but the chance was slim.

“Aren’t you here to ask about the Xuan Yuan Sword?” Miss Jing said with a smile.

“If your master won’t say, do you know?” Xu Zimei asked.

“My cultivation is too shallow; such important matters still need my master to handle,” said Miss Jing, shaking her head.

“Are you here just to tell me this?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Of course not, I’m here to help you,” Miss Jing replied.

“How do you plan to help?”

“Well, I have to get something out of it, don’t I?”

“What do you want?” Xu Zimei asked.

“There’s a tale of an Eternal Ancient Snow Lotus in the Holy Land of Yao Pond, I want you to pluck it for me,” said Miss Jing.

Seeing Xu Zimei silent, Miss Jing smiled again: “If you’re unwilling, it’s fine by me. Besides my master, you’ll have a hard time finding anyone from the Xuan Yuan lineage.”

“Are you threatening me?” Xu Zimei asked, raising her head slightly.

“I know you’re not one to be threatened,” Miss Jing said with a smile.

“I can help you find the Xuan Yuan Sword first, then you can decide at your leisure whether you want to go to the Holy Land of Yao Pond or not.”

Xu Zimei pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

“Follow me,” Miss Jing said with a gentle smile, leading the way.

Walking through the bustling market of Anzhou, where people come and go, it is a place of great prosperity.

Although there is no ruler, it is surprisingly peaceful, with few causing trouble here.

Because this city is exceedingly ancient.

No one can be sure that an old person selling vegetables by the street might not be a hidden expert.

This is precisely what is meant by “hidden dragons and crouching tigers.”

…

“Have you stayed in the Nine Domains ever since you arrived?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Of course, this is my home,” Miss Jing replied.

“Then why did you go to Yuan Central Continent before?”

“That’s a secret,” Miss Jing smiled and paused in front of a tavern.

This tavern was a hundred stories tall, reaching into the clouds, with no end in sight.

The decoration of the tavern was so splendid, it likely did not pale in comparison to the Imperial Palace.

“Look,” Miss Jing pointed to the tavern and said, “There is a kind of Immortal Brew here that my master loves to drink.

If you can obtain it, I am sure my master would be willing to meet you.”

“Immortal Brew,” Xu Zimei murmured to himself.

He asked, “Aren’t you going in?”

“I have to go back and report, to avoid my master getting angry,” Miss Jing waved her hand and said, “Good luck to you.”

Watching Miss Jing’s departing figure, Xu Zimei’s brows grew increasingly furrowed.

He had always harbored doubts about Miss Jing’s identity.

Now the truth seemed to be emerging, but he still had his suspicions, feeling that things were not so simple.

However, the priority was to deal with the Xuan Yuan sword and break the Demon Heart before worrying about the future.

In addition, the matter of the Witch Demon – since he had come to this life, he intended to have a look.

……

He stepped into the tavern.

The majestically impressive signboard of the tavern was inscribed with the words “Eternal Ancient Number One Tavern,” shimmering under the sunlight.

The tavern was unlike what he had imagined; it was divided into separate private rooms.

The guests were all sitting inside these private rooms, dining and resting.

After Xu Zimei entered, no one paid him any attention, except for a single waiter who was tallying the accounts at the counter.

“I’d like a pot of Immortal Brew,” Xu Zimei approached and said.

“Friend, it must be your first time here,” the waiter looked up and said with a smile.

“What? Is there some kind of rule?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Although the Eternal Ancient Number One Tavern is indeed a tavern, we only provide a venue for transactions; we do not sell anything here,” the waiter explained with a smile.

“If you want Immortal Brew, you might want to check the private rooms of Immortal Brew Island to see if they’re selling any.”

With that, the waiter reminded him, “However, Immortal Brew is very precious and usually in short supply. It’s all down to your luck.”

Xu Zimei nodded slightly.

He walked further into the tavern, along a very quiet corridor; the soundproofing of these rooms was excellent.

Following the waiter’s directions, he arrived at a private room with the character “Immortal” carved on the door.

He gently knocked.

A small window by the room’s side opened.

“Why come?” A servant girl peered outside and asked.

“I’m here to buy Immortal Brew,” Xu Zimei replied.

“This month’s Immortal Brew is all gone; come back next month,” the servant girl responded.

She then prepared to shut the small window, but Xu Zimei stopped her.

“I cannot wait until next month.”

The servant girl glanced at him and said, “Then there’s nothing we can do; the supply of Immortal Brew is limited.”

“You can do something,” Xu Zimei said.

“Consider it a favor I owe you; give me a jar of Immortal Brew.”

“You’re being totally unreasonable,” the servant girl looked at him.

She wanted to close the window, but Xu Zimei used his hand to block it, preventing her from closing it no matter how hard she tried.

“Why are you being like this,” the servant girl complained.

“I must have the Immortal Brew,” Xu Zimei insisted again.