Tang San's Twin Sister-Chapter 224

The thing about caravan trading stations was that one slept extremely well and relatively safely too, for someone camping mostly in the wild. Once the fee was paid, it was the trader's honor to leave her in peace and she would benefit from the guards.

She even slept exhausted, the sleep of the dead tired, sadly not without nightmares, but at least she was too tired for the worst of those, but she did wake up at the crack of dawn to the smell of breakfast and drenched in cold sweat. Tucking away her tent, she made her way towards the line and settled in the row of waiting with her bowl in hand.

Food came included in such deals after all. Just the dishes had to be brought, unless one wanted to buy them....at hefty price of course.

The bowl filled to the brim, she dug into the porridge without hesitation, wolfing it down. She stretched against the ache in her bones, and finally, a deep breath later, she wished Tami goodbye and left, as it was the way for travelers. Running until out of sight, then unfolding her wings she ascended into the sky. The rest of the distance she would cover today.

Right until she reached the core of the Spirit Hall, Martial Soul City.

The higher up she went, the colder it got, but encountered no one.

The sky is spirit beast territory.

She remembered Jiangs words and kept pushing, fiddling with her map and compass to keep track as the landscape flew past below her.

She knew it was also risky, but she took her chances and, concealing her spirit power with the heavenly technique, landed on a rooftop and jumped down onto the street at a unpopulated alley. She was not the only spirit master who could fly after all and it was already risky enoguh to even be here.

Then she took the most complicated, senseless path she could think of in the streets she had memorized weeks ago, and picked a small run by commoners and non-spirit masters' inn. Most spirit masters would not even be caught dead in such a place, unless it was an emergency.

Paying the fee for room and board for a few days, she left for her room, a small wooden furniture room, and unpacked before asking

downstairs for the next public bathroom.

Luckily it was not too far away, and she ended up taking a relaxing bath and changing, feeling a lot better as she took dinner and then enjoyed another night of good dreamless sleep, waking up in the morning.

She needed to prepare. Getting up, she decided to go shopping. To appear like a tourist and scout the Martial Palace as well as talk to gossip mongers. She needed to find out when and how the elders would be alone, or where she had her shot.

About nine hours in, a dozen shops later, and dead on her feet, she ended up sitting at a dark corner of a bar and was seriously eyeing that alcohol they served. If it wasn't for the fact that she looked like a teenager who was definitely not old looking enough to drink and didn't need her identity to stay mostly secret, damn, she would have taken that ID of hers and ordered some.

So she asked for some fruit juice, a mouthwatering steak with fries on the side, and a cinnamon roll for dessert, just because she could. Focusing on her food, she paid attention, after all, as soon as alcohol was involved, things usually got interesting.

Listening in, she heard a few rumors about some interesting wedding, a lot about the golden generation, a few traders were bickering over the prices of rice recently, an old man was whispering about a possible war, which was keenly interesting as she listened when the door opened, and a bunch of soldiers walked in. Oozing spirit master with their arrogant demeanors.

She let out a sigh of relief when she scented the alcohol tingling in her nose. Drunk man on tour. Tell me, boys, you gotta have some stories.

So she listened to it. It was a lot of nonsense about a hot waitress and the even hotter lady down the street corner, when the old man said something, and then walked up to the man asking in a drunken voice asking one of the soilders something she did not understand.

"Whoa, guys, you at war with the clans?" Loudly fell afterwards and now her focus was completely on them.

The bar fell deadly silent.

Then a barking laugh, first one, then two, then a third joined in.

"Dude, if we get through the next few days, we won't be having much of a war or anything." One of them lalled. "The elders are going to wreak the big Clans, and first is those damn arrogant sons of dragons." He raised his alcohol. "Right, boys!"

"Aye!" His friends shouted, and Yin chomped on her cinnamon roll. She should have been walking straight to the Bars next time; this was more than she had gotten the last few hours.

For a moment she fiddled with her cinnamon roll, dragons, there was only one truly significant clan with dragons in their name, blue lightning tryant dragon.

Yu Huas Clan.