Chapter 143: Split up
Xia Ling was in the room debating whether to go out or not.
She listened carefully to the movements in the surrounding rooms. It seemed that except for the outer corridors and the lobby, the outer courtyard was a bit sparse and noisy, but no other sounds could be heard.
The orcs who stayed there used spiritual shields to shield their rooms.
She also wanted to shield her room, but her spiritual power had not yet reached this level. Fortunately, she has a ring, which helps her hide her aura.
You can't inquire about anything while staying in this room.
Xia Ling decided to go out and go to the courtyard. There were many people there, and maybe she could get some information.
She changed into blue-grey clothes, dressed herself up as a male, and tied her hair into a bun.
The dung beetle rubbed his eyes: "Little Ling'er, are you a male or a female?" He now had strong self-doubt and didn't know which one he saw was real.
Xia Ling looked at him: "Brother Ye, we will split up in a moment. I will go to the courtyard, and you will go to those first-class rooms and check out the upper-class rooms."
Dung Beetle: “Why?”
Xia Ling took out a spiritual fruit and shook it before opening the door and going out.
The dung beetle licked his lips and felt so angry!
I could only follow him out quietly.
When Xia Ling walked to the lobby, the waiter was greeting the guests who were checking in one after another.
This restaurant is large and has many rooms, but the store generally does not allow guests without family backgrounds to stay.
These customers are generally poor, which will affect those discerning families from entering the store.
Unless guests like Xia Ling have high-quality crystal stones.
The waiter frowned when he saw Xia Ling. Why didn't he remember this customer?
Xia Ling quickly walked to the yard.
There are many tables in the courtyard, and many guests are drinking tea and eating here.
But in fact, many people are paying attention and asking about the situation of various clans going up the mountain this time.
Everyone wants to get first-hand preparations to improve their chances of winning.
There are also some who want to form alliances with sects, so they have established relationships in advance and inquired about the situation.
However, those who came out to inquire about the situation were not the most important people in the clan.
Xia Ling also found a table and sat down.
As soon as she sat down, someone came to the hall: "Brother, why are you the only one coming down? Where are the rest of you?"
Xia Ling didn't expect these people to be so direct. She was still thinking about how to get close to them.
She chuckled: "Resting."
Seeing that the other party was about to ask her a question, she quickly asked: "Brother, which clan are you from?"
The male smiled and said: "Haha... we are the deer tribe of Nanshan." As he said that, a pair of antlers appeared faintly on his head, and he quickly put away the antlers.
Xia Ling: "..."
Oh my god...
This animalistic feature can be freely retracted and released, so amazing.
She couldn't even transform freely.
Without giving the deer tribe orcs a chance to ask her, she said, "Brother Deer, how many people are you here?"
Male of the deer tribe: "There are 12 of us here, what about you?"
Xia Ling sighed: "There are two of us, and we got separated from our clan."
The dung beetle who had just caught up here paused for a moment and looked at Xia Ling with the corner of his mouth twitching.
Two people?
Doesn't it count him?
The deer man sighed first, and then looked at Xia Ling with admiration: "Little brother, you are so powerful, can two people get up here?"
"Ah?" Xia Ling was a little confused as to what this meant. The beetle didn't tell her.
There was something different in the way Deerman looked at her.
Xia Ling smiled and followed his words: "Hey... we also worked hard to get up." Isn't it? Exhausted from climbing mountains.
The deer man whispered: "Some of the smaller sects cannot get up to the threshold at the foot of the mountain. There are nearly 30 people from our entire sect, and only 12 of us can come up. The other sects are probably about the same. . Except for those high-level clans.”
Xia Ling's eyes lit up: "High-level clan?"
Deer Man: "The high-level clans probably haven't come up yet. They have their own passages. We are taking the Fanshan Road, and they have the Tianshan Road." The high-level ones haven't come yet.
She looked at the Deer Man and sighed again: "Hey... I don't know if the clan doesn't come up, then can we participate in the competition?"
The deer man smiled and said: "It's already great to be able to reach the top of the mountain. Let's just come here to experience it."
Xia Ling smiled and nodded: "Yes."
The deer man wanted to ask Xia Ling something else, so his tribe called him back.
As soon as he left, a familiar voice came from outside the courtyard door.
"Anu, do we really want to stay here tonight?"
"Why should we set off first?"
"Let's take this mountain road."
Xia Ling recognized the voice of the little male who caught her in the river. She looked over and saw that the little male's furry triangular ears were still on the top of his head.
What kind of beast is this?
If she hadn't thought that he was going to roast her and eat her, she would have thought the little ears were cute.
At this time, the male who had been carrying her to pack her things turned around and opened his black face, which made Xia Ling's teeth itch.
She had not forgotten the grudge of being almost roasted by this guy, who almost poked her with a stick and put it on the fire.
It's thanks to this guy that he threw her into the realm of monsters, otherwise she wouldn't have had the chance to transform.
Xia Ling noticed that there was another male orc following them, and there were not many people.
None of them wore uniform sect clothing.
The black-faced orc: "Young master, this is the order of the sect master."
The little male looked dissatisfied: "They can all take the Tianshan Road, why am I the only one who wants to take the Fanshan Road?"
The black-faced orc looked wary: "Master, be careful what you say."
Little male Nunuzui: "I want to eat grilled fish."
Xia Ling: "..."
She watched these people enter the lobby, probably opening rooms.
These people should be from high-level clans.
Xia Ling's eyes lit up and she glanced sideways at the lazy dung beetle: "Brother Ye..."
Lured by the spirit fruit, the dung beetle followed him obediently.
Xia Ling wandered around the yard for a while and quietly listened to some gossip. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, she planned to go back to her room and wait for news about the dung beetle.
When she returned to her room, she saw the dung beetle sitting on the table eating.
"What did you find out?"
The dung beetle glanced at her sideways: "..."
Xia Ling threw him a fruit.
"They are fox tribe."
"Fox clan?"
"The Fox Clan is a high-level clan in the Beast Xi Continent, and that little male is their young master. Because he is usually too naughty, he was arranged to be trained alone."
The dung beetle told Xia Ling everything he could find out.
"Gone?"
"Oh, they're eating grilled fish now."
"..."
"Are there any powerful males in the fox tribe?"
The corners of the dung beetle’s mouth twitched:
"I've been in the mountains all day, how do I know if they have any powerful males?"
"Xiao Ling'er, what are you planning?"
Xia Ling touched her nose nonchalantly. This was what she was thinking, so why did she say it out loud?
Huh?
She rubbed her nose and seemed to smell something.
This taste...
(End of chapter)