Chapter 2024: Injustice

Zhao Hai wasn't surprised about the waiter's respectful attitude. In the True Spirit Realm, no matter how strong they are, cultivators were always a cut above other people. Because of this, the waiter respectfully addressed him as Sir. This image of cultivators has been instilled into the people of the True Spirit Realm. It was there the moment they were born.

Zhao Hai also knew that he couldn't treat these people politely, otherwise they would be frightened.

After Zhao Hai sat down, the waiter gave him another bow before leaving. Before long, two pots of liquor and four side dishes were served. Zhao Hai looked at the side dishes, one was peanuts, one was vegetables, one was tofu, and the last was a plate of meat. The plates weren't small. The liquor was placed in two porcelain pots. There was also a porcelain cup for drinking. Both potteries looked crude, they weren't attractive to look at.

Zhao Hai doesn't care about this. He took the wine pot and poured it over the cup. The wine did indeed look a bit muddy and its alcohol taste was very weak. Seeing this, Zhao Hai knew that the wine hadn't undergone distillation. He couldn't help but be curious and take a sip.

The wine was slightly sour and its flavor was quite pale. However, it has its own flavor. Zhao Hai couldn't help but nod. Then he turned his head to see the waiter bringing a huge jug over to the Demon Horse. The horse wasn't polite, it lowered its head and began to drink the wine.

Seeing the horse drinking wine, Zhao Hai no longer cared about it. The Demon Horse's physique was very good. Not to mention ten jin, even a hundred jin of liquor wouldn't cause it to be drunk.

Zhao Hai took his chopsticks and then tasted the side dishes. To be honest, the flavor of the dishes couldn't compare to Meg's cooking. However, it was a unique experience. It had the flavor of the village.

Zhao Hai nodded. Although he wasn't fascinated by the rural taste, he didn't mind eating such food once in a while. He proceeded to drink more wine and eat more food.

At this time, the sound of horses could be heard from the road outside. Before long, two horses stopped by the shop. Two warriors got down from their horses as one of them said, "Junior Sister, it's been a long time since we've eaten. Let's head inside this small shop to have something to eat."

The voice of a female was then heard, "Senior Brother, look at that horse. It's very fierce. It eats meat and drinks wine. I haven't seen something like it before."

Zhao Hai wasn't paying attention to them at all, but when he heard them mention the Demon Horse, he raised his head and looked at the two. There were two people standing on the door of the shop, a man and a woman. The man looked to be in his twenties while the woman seemed to be a teenager. Both of them wore warrior clothing except the man had a long sword on his back and the woman had a whip tied around her waist.

Standing behind them were two beautiful horses. One of the horses were chestnut red while the other was white. The two horses might look simple, but if one paid attention, there were a few feather-like hairs on their hooves. These few feathery hairs might not add anything, but having them doubled the value of the horse. This was because these feather-like hairs represented the pedigree of the horses. This horse was called the Wind Chasing Horse, which was a breed of horse that was best at running long distances. It was a horse with endless endurance.

Seeing the two, Zhao Hai couldn't help but gently knit his brows. From the weapons that the two were showing, they don't seem to be disciples of the Tyrant Blade Sect. Disciples of the Tyrant Blade Sect barely used other types of weapon other than the blade. Since the two weren't carrying blades, this meant that they belonged to another sect.

But why would people from other sects come to the territory of the Tyrant Blade Sect? However, the two were still looking at the Demon Horse and hadn't entered the shop. So it wasn't easy for Zhao Hai to ask them what they were doing. After all, it was normal for other sects to pass through the Tyrant Blade Sect's territory.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hai couldn't help but relax his brows as he continued drinking his wine. As for the two people, after looking at the Demon Horse for some time, they looked away and entered the shop.

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The two entered the shop and looked around. Their gazes stopped on Zhao Hai for a moment before they turned to another direction. They also ordered two pots of wine and four side dishes when they sat down.

The waiter could see that the two newcomers were also cultivators. So he was very respectful towards the two of them. After they settled down, the woman turned to her companion and said, "Senior Brother, now that we're going to the Tyrant Blade Sect to visit uncle, do you think we will be able to learn something? Uncle is now an inner disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect, he should be able to teach us a few things. Unfortunately, both of us only have one spiritual root. There's no way for us to join the Tyrant Blade Sect. How great would it be if we became disciples of the sect."

The man sighed and said, "We can't do anything about that. The Tyrant Blade Sect is very strict when accepting disciples. Senior Master has three spiritual roots. Despite not having any proper training, he's able to join the Tyrant Blade Sect. However, this is also good for us."

The woman nodded, "I'm really jealous of the disciples of the Tyrant Blade Sect. Although our Wu Clan is a large clan under the sect, we're still very far compared to the Tyrant Blade Sect."

The man nodded, "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Junior Sister, eat something. We still need to travel after eating."

Hearing this, Zhao Hai finally understood the status of the two. They were disciples of a clan under the Tyrant Blade Sect. No wonder they weren't using blades. Although the Tyrant Blade Sect was focused on the blade, their subordinates weren't necessarily bladesmen. Nevertheless, disciples of these clans were given priority entry to the Tyrant Blade Sect. As long as the disciple has the qualified age and amount of spiritual roots, they would be accepted by the sect as a disciple.

As for those unqualified, they wouldn't become disciples of the sect. They can only return to their clans and practice. Their weapons wouldn't be restricted to the blade, and they can use any weapon they want. This explains why the man was using a sword while the female was using a whip.

If Zhao Hai reveals his identity as an inner disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect, these two cultivators might come and visit him. However, Zhao Hai has no plans to know them.

At this time, the sound of hurried hoof beats could be heard. Before long, a black steed stopped right on the shop's door. Then from outside, someone shouted, "Young Master, Young Miss, are you in the shop? Return home quickly. Something happened to the clan!" At the same time, a person wearing servant clothing stumbled into the shop.

The servant wore a black robe that would normally be elegant. But now, his panic-stricken face completely ruined the image of the robe.

The man and the woman quickly stood up and said, "Little Chen, what's wrong? Did something happen to the clan?"

Little Chen immediately replied, "Young Master, young Miss, the clan is being attacked. The patriarch asks you to return to help."

The complexion of the man and the woman changed, "Besieged? Besieged by who? Who would dare attack the Wu Clan here in the Tyrant Blade Sect's territory?"

Just as Little Chen was about to answer, he looked at the people inside the shop and swallowed his words back. He only said, "Young Master, Young Miss, we need to return quickly."

The man looked at Little Chen's appearance and knew that there were certain topics that shouldn't be said in the shop. So he nodded and said, "Alright, let's go." Then he turned his hand and took out a piece of crystal stone and threw it on the table. After that, the three quickly left the shop.

Looking at the situation, a glint appeared on Zhao Hai's eyes. He also stood up and tossed a crystal stone on the table before saying, "Waiter, I'm paying."

The waiter quickly ran over. When he saw the stone on the table, he couldn't help but be stunned. Although Zhao Hai also threw a piece of stone on the table, the one he threw was much bigger than the one thrown by the man, around five times as big. Moreover, the value of Zhao Hai's crystal stone was more than ten times higher.

The waiter looked at the crystal stone as though he was dreaming. After some time, he recovered. Just as he was about to say something, he heard hoof beats outside the shop. Zhao Hai just left.

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Actually, Zhao Hai only has a surface-level understanding of the True Spirit Realm. In the True Spirit Realm, ordinary people have three common currencies, silver, gold, and crystal stone. Needless to say, silver and gold were the most commonly used denominations. Crystal stones were considered a rare currency among ordinary people.

As for the currency used by cultivators, the lowest was crystal stones. Naturally, these crystal stones were the highest quality ones. The next was jade essence. And then the highest value would be jade marrow. Jade marrow was a much better version of jade essence. Even the True Spirit Realm had a limited output of jade marrow. Because of this, top-tier cultivators of the True Spirit Realm generally used jade marrows as their main currency.

The male cultivator was anxious to leave so he left a crystal stone without asking for change. The stone he took out was enough to buy the shop a dozenfold. Zhao Hai didn't know this, so he thought that crystal stones were the general currency of the True Spirit Realm and threw out a huge piece. Naturally, this piece isn't worth anything to Zhao Hai. But to the waiter, the crystal stone that Zhao Hai threw out was enough for his entire family to feed themselves luxuriously for a lifetime.

The reason Zhao Hai left was because he wanted to go to the male cultivator's clan. They said that they belonged to the Wu Clan and had an elder that was an inner disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect. It doesn't matter if they were strangers. The most important thing was that the Wu Clan was in trouble. Seeing that the people on his side were having trouble, Zhao Hai naturally couldn't ignore it.

Zhao Hai was well aware that the disciples of the Tyrant Blade Sect were very united. If he encountered this kind of thing and ignored it, he wouldn't be able to face the cultivator surnamed Wu in the future.

At the same time, Zhao Hai also wanted to see who was so bold as to attack an affiliated clan of the Tyrant Blade Sect. They surely have a lion's heart and a leopard's guts.

Zhao Hai rode his Demon Horse and followed the three people. After traveling for three hours, Zhao Hai saw a hill in front of him. A village courtyard was built on top of the hill. But when he saw the village, Zhao reigned in his horse and stopped. He couldn't help but frown.

Although the village courtyard was quite far, Zhao Hai could already sense a dense amount of ghost qi. The entire village was covered by a layer of dark mist. From time to time, the wailing of ghosts could be heard.

Seeing this, two characters couldn't help but appear inside Zhao Hai's mind, Ghost Cultivators! It might be ghost cultivators who attacked the village. If Zhao Hai's wasn't wrong, this should be the Wu Clan's village.

Zhao Hai's complexion couldn't help but turn frigid. He didn't expect ghost cultivators to attack a subordinate of the Tyrant Blade Sect in broad daylight. Where did they get their courage from?

Thinking of this, Zhao Hai patted the side of his Demon Horse. The Demon Horse let out a loud neigh before its hooves planted itself onto the ground and accelerated. After ten minutes, Zhao Hai heard the sound of fighting. On one side was the pair of man and woman he met in the wine shop. As for the servant, he was lying on his side spewing out blood. It was clear that he didn't have long left to live.

When he saw the attackers, Zhao Hai frowned. The man and the woman weren't attacked by a person, but by malicious ghosts. The ghosts looked very strange. They looked like the lich that Zhao Hai saw in the underworld. Their lower parts were like smoke but their upper half wore full body armor. They also held spears as weapons. They looked extremely aggressive.

The man and the woman weren't very strong. They were only at the Rebirth Stage. Their bodies were full of wounds. Moreover, their injuries were turning lack, clearly from the poison that the malicious ghosts carry.

Seeing the situation, Zhao Hai pulled out his blade as he charged over. His blade lit up with a golden light as he attacked the ghosts. Wen! Wen! Wen! After a few clashes, Zhao Hai blocked the attacks of the ghosts and reached the man and the woman.

The horses of the two were already dead, so they could only defend against the enemy on foot. They were also heavily injured and poisoned. Just as they were unable to hold on, Zhao Hai arrived.

After fending off the ghosts, Zhao Hai waved his hand and threw pills towards the two and said, "Eat the pills, quickly!"

The two recognized Zhao Hai, but they also knew that this wasn't the time to talk. They immediately placed the pills in their mouths. Naturally, Zhao Hai's pills were top quality. The moment it hit their mouths, the two felt their spiritual qi recover. Moreover, the poison in their bodies were beginning to be dispelled.

Being part of a clan, the two were able to judge the quality of the pills. They immediately thanked Zhao Hai, "Qi Xin(Wu Ying) thanks Senior for your great kindness!"

Zhao Hai waved his hand and said, "Save the words for later." Then he released two Demon Horses and said, "Ride these. Let's head over."