Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 111 Arrival

His face, coupled with that expression, did indeed evoke a sense of pity, and everyone around him was stunned, their gazes all fixed on Duan Huaiyan.

“…Of course it counts.” Duan Huaiyan paused for a moment, then his smile returned instantly. He raised the corners of his eyes and glanced around the third floor, his voice carrying a hint of allure, “Everyone here is a beauty.”

Upon hearing this, the women around blushed, and some couldn't help but scream.

Guan Xun's brow twitched slightly; this man was glib and smooth-talking.

Are they from the Heavenly Palace?

None of the people I encountered who were related to the Three Palaces were normal.

This person is quite fast; they caught up to this place in a short time. It seems they are also heading towards Burning Phoenix Manor. They definitely know that place better than she does. She has to get there first.

After pondering for a moment, Guan Xun let out a feigned sigh and turned to leave.

While everyone was still caught up in the atmosphere, no one had time to pay attention to her. Duan Huaiyan, however, glanced at her back a couple of times, his eyes deep in thought.

The back view is exactly the same...

Remembering the bounty poster he had seen at the city gate, he turned to the burly man beside him and asked with interest, "What's the story behind the bounty poster at the city gate?"

After hearing this, the burly man slammed his hand on the table, causing the tea to splash out, and then began to talk incessantly with his thick neck.

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The bustling streets stretched out one after another, with stone tablets standing at intervals, each bearing her exorbitant bounty.

People came and went. Besides the mercenaries and spirit masters who were accepting missions, there were also many powerful people rushing to the north of the city. The scene of people crowding together was quite spectacular. The destination was the Burning Phoenix Manor, which was only open once every five years.

"Looks like the time is almost up." Guan Xun stood on the rooftop, glancing at the carriages traveling down the street below and the crowds flying high above. He muttered to himself as he took out a map, looked at it, then put it away, and his figure flashed out once more.

The Scorching Sun Mountain Range is composed of a series of active volcanoes, stretching across the entire northern side of Moxi City, separating the north from other areas. It is also the only mountain range of such a large scale within the city.

When Guan Xun arrived at the place without stopping, there were still eight days until the opening day, which was much faster than she had imagined. There was plenty of time, even a little too much.

The smoke rising continuously from the mountains dyed the sky above the region a dark gray, a heavy, oppressive expanse as if shrouded in perpetual darkness, with no sunlight able to penetrate it.

The extreme temperature meant that no one lived within a hundred miles of the area. In the area where Guan Xun stayed, all that could be seen was a large site made of mud bricks and many temporary rest rooms.

There were also many quarrying tools on the open ground, all parked next to the rest areas.

In areas that are usually deserted, there are now quite a few people, who are heading towards the mountains in a steady stream.

"Is this the Scorching Sun Mountains?" Guan Xun murmured, then leaped down from a long-withered tree.

The scorching heat of the black soil instantly penetrated the soles of her shoes, burning her feet. She immediately frowned slightly, and with a slight movement of her ankles, dark red spiritual energy mist protected the soles of her feet.

The surrounding temperatures are already ridiculously high, and they'll only be more extreme in the mountains.

"I can't take it anymore! Quickly go to the shop and buy some fire-repelling beads!" Someone wiped the sweat from their brow and hurried toward the only nearby spot.

Hearing him say this, some people who didn't know the situation followed suit and went over.

Just as Guan Xun was about to go over and take a look, several tall figures pushed open the door of the rest room next door, causing the people around to click their tongues in amazement.

Even Guan Xun, who was usually calm, couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

They were shirtless, wearing only coarse linen trousers, their bodies a deep, almost blackish red, with numerous burn marks of varying sizes and ages on their skin, as if they had been roasted, still emitting wisps of white smoke.

What's most eye-catching is the iron chain between their feet; were they forcibly thrown here to work?

"Are they the quarrymen?" someone exclaimed in a low voice.

"Besides purchasing the obsidian they acquire, the Three Palaces also have a fixed quarrying team working in various places. That's them."

"Didn't they say they'd pay a lot of wages? So all the quarrying should be voluntary, why are their feet shackled?"

One person, without deliberately lowering their voice, said with a hint of sarcasm: "It's said that someone took the money, did half the work, couldn't stand it, and ran away, which is why it's locked up."

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It turned out to be the case.

Guan Xun looked away. In the past, there were also people who mined stones in the Shangcang territory. Most of them were people who voluntarily mined and sold the stones. Since it was a transaction, it was nothing to say even if they lost their lives.

Dust continued to drift down from the sky, entering his nasal cavity with each breath. Guan Xun coughed lightly and waved his hand a few times in front of him.

Just as they were about to turn and head towards the site, a loud cry of a demonic beast suddenly came from afar, drawing the attention of the surrounding crowd, who no longer paid attention to the quarrymen.

Guan Xun also tilted his head to the side, his gaze fixed on the distant sky.

A flying monster resembling an eagle was seen flapping its giant wings and flying rapidly toward the mountain range. The closer it got, the slower it flew, and even its altitude gradually decreased.

It must be because of the black smoke high in the sky that even high-level demonic beasts find it difficult to resist, let alone these low-level flying demonic beasts that have been domesticated.

Guan Xun had observed the speed of this flying beast before she arrived. Its speed was extremely fast for ordinary people and was very suitable for traveling. However, it was much slower than her speed. Moreover, the rental fee was expensive and would be adjusted according to the distance and flight speed. Otherwise, she would have used it to travel long ago.

"It's the fastest flying falcon. It must cost a lot of gold coins to rent it, right?" someone nearby asked in surprise, with a hint of envy in their voice.

"That's the third young lady of the Holy Light Branch Hall. Flying beasts are all their property. She can choose whichever one she wants to ride without spending any money."

"Well, that's true."

Everyone was talking about it, and they were all extremely envious.

Upon hearing this, Guan Xun calmly withdrew her gaze. It was someone from the Holy Light Branch Hall again. A few days ago at the inn, gossipy people had mentioned this Third Miss, but she had no interest in her at all.

The second sister's strength is not even a fraction of hers, so the third young lady shouldn't be too much worse.

She glanced around and saw that many people were accompanied by several guards, so she figured that the Third Miss couldn't have come alone.

It doesn't matter, since no one will recognize her anyway.

The giant eagle flapped its wings and flew over their heads, stirring up a gust of wind that whipped up sand and dust from the ground, mixing it with the dust in the air and making the surrounding air even more turbid.

Many people couldn't help but cough.

Even Guan Xun coughed a few times, glanced at the huge shadow that had landed near the bottom of the mountain, and then headed towards the field ahead.