The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Chapter 317 Useless Things

Jin Xiaoxiao found an inn, and the group finally sat down to rest.

The waiter also has ears on both sides of his head, which look very much like horse ears. The two ears are very small and you have to look very carefully to see them.

The horses were handed directly to the waiter. Jin Xiaoxiao threw some silver over, and the waiter readily took the horses away. He looked at the horses with a particularly friendly look.

The waiter handed the horses to the guys and came back to greet them.

He had never seen so many cultivators before, although there were also cultivators among the demon race. After all, the two races had lived in peace for many years.

"Have you heard? His Highness is preparing for his wedding." A whisper came from the next table.

"It's not good to talk about this kind of thing casually."

"I've been to the palace, and I heard that your Highness's princess is as beautiful as a fairy."

"That's right, our Highness is not bad either."

"What tribe? Peacock? Dragon?"

The person who was speaking at this time covered his mouth with his hand and lowered his voice:

"The Cultivation Clan."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The Tang family disciples who came with them were all secretly shocked. They didn't dare to say anything and just stared at the buns in front of them and ate.

Sheng Qingye was drinking tea and almost choked. He grabbed the chain, stood up and was about to rush out, but Jin Xiaoxiao held his wrist.

Jin Xiaoxiao's heart was in turmoil, but her eyes remained calm. She took a sip of tea, but the teacup was cracked from being squeezed.

The waiter was knowledgeable and experienced. He knew at a glance that this group of people were not ordinary cultivators, so he naturally did not dare to neglect them. He served them and poured tea with a smile on his face.

The angrier Jin Xiaoxiao got, the lighter his eyes became. He said coldly:

"There's quite a bit of news coming out of the Demon Clan's palace. It seems like a lot of people are coming in and out of the palace every day."

This was obviously a trick. Sheng Qingye calmed down and listened attentively.

The waiter's black eyes turned, and he leaned in and whispered:

"Sir, don't listen to their boasting. That gentleman's niece was a palace maid, and it's all just rumors. They have never been to the palace."

Then the waiter flicked the rag and said with a slightly confident tone:

"The palace of our demon clan is an iron wall, and it has become even tighter recently, especially..." He seemed to be hesitant to speak here, and blinked his eyes embarrassedly.

"Speak..." Sheng Qingye said coldly.

The waiter trembled with fear.

"Don't be afraid, just say it." Jin Xiaoxiao said.

"Especially those of you cultivators, you can't get in." The waiter said quickly.

Sheng Qingye curled the corners of his lips and snorted coldly, looking at Jin Xiaoxiao opposite him, thinking: It seems that this junior brother is smart and has been prepared.

Jin Xiaoxiao had expected this, but her expression was a little gloomy as she spoke:

"In other words, the demons can enter and leave the palace, right?"

The waiter sensed Jin Xiaoxiao's terrifying hidden anger and realized he had said too much. He laughed and scratched his head, saying:

"Sir, you are right. The two tribes have always been on good terms. Now that His Highness is getting married, the two tribes will become even more integrated in the future. What other dishes would you like to order? Would you like to stay overnight?"

All the disciples present felt that this waiter was going further and further down the road to death.

"Yeah." Jin Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, her expression becoming even colder.

The waiter left quickly.

This inn is the best inn in the whole city and the closest inn to the palace.

In the evening, everyone asked for guest rooms and went to rest.

Jin Xiaoxiao looked out of the window of the guest room and could vaguely see the palace on the top of the mountain, standing majestically and magnificently in the clouds.

He didn't think that his junior brother hid too much in his personality; he just hid a desire to be a master.

However, he was still too worried to fall asleep. He had to find a way to sneak into the palace tomorrow. He stood by the window and looked across.

Master is in the palace opposite.

He heard the sound of broken bowls and angry shouts coming from next door, and he knew that Sheng Qingye was going crazy again.

Sheng Qingye was also anxious, but he was suppressing his anger. If he were younger, he would have probably already rushed into the palace.

Then there is no room for recovery in this matter. Under the guidance of his master, Sheng Qingye has become more mature.

Most markets are busiest around noon, and this is also true for the demon tribe.

"Fresh eggs, freshly laid eggs." A small vendor was shouting, and next to the stall was a crying young woman.

The young woman's child was sold before it was born, but there were so many eggs that the chicken couple had no choice.

Sheng Qingye was passing by at this time, and frowned slightly when he saw the chicken couple selling eggs.

This is too outrageous.

The two were asking at the market how they could sneak into the palace without being noticed.

Jin Xiaoxiao pulled Sheng Qingye away. He didn't understand where Sheng Qingye's compassion came from.

The world is full of suffering, and it is hard for chickens to sell eggs. How many people can they help?

Jin Xiaoxiao sometimes helps with such matters, but she is often unable to help enough.

The most important thing for them right now is to find a way to sneak into the palace.

"Boss, who are you selling this to? We are all monsters. Why should I turn into a Qilin cub? I am a leopard."

A man with a fierce look on his face shouted at a stall owner.

At this time, Jin Xiaoxiao had dragged Sheng Qingye out of the crowd and came to a secluded place. Unexpectedly, there was a stall here. This was probably the deserted stall in the entire market.

The boss looked like he was not appreciated for his talent, with his hands in his pockets and his head down.

The man with a fierce look on his face threw a medicine bottle back to the stall, snorted coldly, turned around and walked into the busy city.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with an unshaven face. He rubbed his hands together, picked up the small bottle, sighed, and reached out to throw it away, but was reluctant to do so.

Beside him, a little girl was holding his hand, as if to comfort him.

The little girl had big eyes and a sensible look as she said softly, "Yaya is not hungry."

Jin Xiaoxiao walked to the stall, looked at the bottles and jars on the stall, and asked calmly:

"Boss, what are you selling?"

Sheng Qingye also walked over.

Having never seen such a handsome young man before, the boss seemed stunned, then laughed at himself and said:

"Useless things."

"Whether it's useful or not depends on the person who uses it, not the thing itself." Jin Xiaoxiao said with a faint smile.

The boss' eyes lit up, and then he nodded heavily with satisfaction.

"That's right, sir. The pill I'm selling can temporarily transform you into a Qilin cub. It's quite interesting."

It was rare for the elixir that could transform one into a monster cub to be sold in the monster tribe. It was rare for Jin Xiaoxiao to see someone doing business in such a way that was against the will of the Tiangang.

However, today I met someone who needed me.

"Boss, what you mean is that after eating this, you can turn into a small monster?" Sheng Qingye asked with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, picking up the bottle.

"Young Master is right, and this elixir of mine is very difficult to detect." The boss seemed very confident in his elixir, and continued with shining eyes:

"You can transform into a Qilin beast for three days and three nights, then return to your original form."