The Ten Thousand Ways to Hug the Female Protagonist’s Thigh - Chapter 13.2

The Spiritual Weapon Pavilion was a grand building next to the largest medicine hall in Nanyang City, with a talisman hall nearby. These three buildings stood at the city’s center, even more magnificent than the royal palace.

The border country, named Shao, had twenty-six major cities and fifty-four smaller ones. The royal family had complex relationships with the major families in the capital, Nanyang, with various forces intertwined.

Thanks to the presence of a Nascent Soul Elder, the Shao royal family’s position was very stable.

In the cultivation world, the royal family rarely interfered with local families. As long as the families paid their taxes on time, the royal family generally didn’t meddle in their development or internal affairs. Even if someone committed a crime, as long as it was handled discreetly, the authorities would turn a blind eye.

Thus, in the power-centric Shao Kingdom, most families in the capital, Nanyang, had chaotic internal affairs. For power, some even resorted to extreme family conflicts! The struggle for fame and profit was frequent.

In contrast, the Wen family was harmonious and united, with strong bonds between the elders, making it nearly impossible for other families to plant spies among the Wen main lineage.

This time, the two wore veiled hats, hiding their actual appearances. Their luxurious attire quickly attracted the shop assistant’s attention at the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion.

“Welcome! What kind of artifact are you looking for? We have a full range of swords, knives, soft whips, zithers, and flutes suitable for ladies!” The assistant, a Qi Refinement second-level cultivator, couldn’t discern the girls’ cultivation levels. He assumed they were from a prominent family, so he was attentive.

“We’d like to buy some blanks,” Wen Xuening stated her purpose without preamble.

Spending so much time with Wen Shu had made Wen Xuening more reserved. Except for Wen Shu, she wasn’t warm with others.

“What kind of blanks are you looking for?” The assistant’s attitude remained friendly.

He didn’t look down on them for wanting to buy the relatively cheaper blanks. Buying blanks meant they intended to refine their own tools, which deserved respect whether they were buying for themselves or for elders.

“What types do you have, and what are the prices?” Wen Xuening asked.

“Take a look!” The assistant quickly brought out a catalog with various blanks, explaining each type, quality, and price in detail.

After silently assessing her finances, Wen Xuening chose two mid-grade sword blanks and a high-grade jade brush handle without bristles.

After settling the bill, Wen Xuening felt like crying. The high-grade jade handle, made from fragments of high-grade spirit stones, was expensive even as a semi-finished product. With her current funds, she could barely afford it!

She would need to find ways to earn more soon, Wen Xuening thought helplessly. Otherwise, she wouldn’t even be able to care for Wen Shu, let alone pursue her goals!

Wen Shu wasn’t surprised that Wen Xuening was willing to spend so much on the jade brush for her. She was sure that, aside from Wen Xuening’s parents, she was now the closest person to Wen Xuening.

The female lead’s father had always been protective.

It was a bit embarrassing. Since becoming friends with Wen Xuening, Wen Shu had never lacked top-grade pills, but Wen Xuening had never asked for anything in return.

Feeling indebted, Wen Shu naturally wanted to find ways to repay Wen Xuening.

After their purchase, they discussed where to eat as they walked out. Suddenly, a dashing young man rushed over and, with lightning speed, knocked Wen Xuening down.

He had probably aimed for Wen Shu, but Wen Xuening had been in front, so they both tumbled to the ground.

The young man quickly got up from Wen Xuening, not bothering to apologize, and hurried into the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion.

Wen Shu quickly helped Wen Xuening up. Her hat had fallen off, revealing her beautiful face.

“Rogue!” Wen Xuening cursed inwardly, but seeing Wen Shu’s worried expression, she felt relieved. At least it wasn’t Wen Shu who had been put in a compromising position.

Though Wen Shu was still young, she was still a girl and shouldn’t be subjected to such rudeness.

Wen Xuening assured Wen Shu she was fine and brushed off her robes, ready to leave.

“Stop!” The young man who had knocked her down suddenly returned and dared to call her out, arrogantly demanding, “Was it you who bumped into me just now? Hand over my jade pendant!”