Guo Yi stayed in the Ji family's secondary mansion, quietly waiting for the decisive battle ten days later. His heart was as calm as water, and he decided to cross another immortal gate within these ten days to further increase his strength. Of course, there was also the yin-yang spiritual grass, which was crucial to whether or not he could make progress with Yan Honglei.

  One night of cultivation still yielded no progress, on the second day, Guo Yi planned to go to the Xian Market in Shengwu City to take a look around and see if he could find any yin-yang spiritual grass. As soon as he opened the gate of his estate, he saw an old beggar standing outside, peeking in with eyes that were extremely lecherous.

  This old beggar held a broken bowl in his hand, holding a staff like a tree root in his hand. The clothes on his body were unknown for many years without washing and changing, and a thick layer of mud could be scraped off. He wore a pair of tattered grass shoes on his feet, the soles of which were almost worn out. The whole person looked malnourished, thin like a monkey.

  An old beggar saw Guo Yao walking out of another mansion and hurriedly ran up to ask, "Young brother, I heard that a fairy-like girl came to this mansion last night?"

  The old beggar spoke while winking at Guo Yao, their expressions like two rogues meeting and discussing prices.

  Guo Yan was taken aback: "You old fellow, you're quite well-informed, aren't you? What's a beggar like you doing asking these questions? Let me tell you, she's this young master's person, so don't get any wrong ideas."

  The old beggar was stunned on the spot after hearing Guo Yao's words and exclaimed: "She will look up to you?"

  "Haha, as long as I get first place on the Martial Arts Ranking List, our relationship will take a step further." Guo Yichen said with conviction: "These were her exact words."

  The old beggar muttered to himself for half a day, "This girl actually has an interest in men too? Fifty years ago, even the number one person on the 'Martial Arts Ranking List' was beheaded by her with just one sword. Has she changed her ways fifty years later?"

  Guo Yi saw the old beggar muttering to himself, occasionally casting strange glances at him, and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly turned around and ran away, thinking to himself, "This old guy's mind is not pure! Could he be a serial killer of both men and women?"

  "Miaozi is indeed a good seedling, but how did this child come to fancy him? Is there something special about him?"

  The old beggar gazed at Guo Yao's receding back, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, he shouted: "What are you running for? Wait for me, let's talk."

  "There's nothing much for us to talk about."

  Kuo Yeh's little daughter ran very fast, but the old beggar ran even faster, wearing a pair of tattered grass shoes and swiftly catching up with Kuo Yeh.

  The old beggar said seriously: "Little guy, why are you running? From now on, I'm your grandfather. Let's talk about how you got that girl to agree with you."

  "My goodness, this old man actually wants to take advantage of me, I'm your grandfather." Guo Yi ignored the old beggar and headed straight for the Xian Market in Shengwu City.

  "You'll be calling me grandpa from now on." The old beggar followed closely behind Guo Yi, refusing to give up.

  "This young master has never hit the elderly, the weak, women and children, don't force me." Guo Yebrightened his fist.

  Two people chased each other, causing a commotion on the street, until they ran through fifteen big streets and finally arrived at the Xian Market in Shengwu City.

  Huangshi Xian City is located east of Shengwu City, and it's the largest trading market in the entire city. All kinds of spiritual grasses, spiritual elixirs, spiritual medicines, rare beasts, Jiaolong... can be bought here.

  Compared with other places in Shengwu City, this place looks a bit old and outdated, but there are still many people coming here.

  "Nine-leafed Ganoderma, ten-thousand-year-old Panax ginseng, Xuanling grass...... each plant only needs one tenthousandth of a Ling grass seed."

  "One Tongxian Lingdan is sold for one hundred lingcao seeds!"

  "Nine Handles Lower Spirit Sword Formation, Three Thousand Spirit Grass Seeds!"

  All sorts of hawkers' cries are heard without ceasing, and all sorts of strange treasures meet the eye.

  "What did you say? I'll pick three things at random, and you pay?" Guo looked at the old beggar in surprise, sizing him up from head to toe, and asked incredulously: "Do you have money?"

  "You little brat, don't look down on beggars." The old beggar rubbed his hands together and pulled out a large handful of fragrant spiritual grass from his bosom. "One stalk of spiritual grass is equivalent to 10,000 spiritual grass seeds. This handful of spiritual grass, do you think it's enough? Do you want me to take out another basket?"

  The smallest currency unit in the vast world of Gu Xuan is "Ling Cao Zi", which is a seed of Ling Cao.

  One spiritual grass seed is equivalent to ten thousand taels of gold, and the value of one spiritual grass plant is ten thousand times that of a spiritual grass seed. It can be said that every spiritual grass plant is a huge fortune.

  The old beggar took out a big handful, and even claimed that he could take out a basket of spiritual grass, which really shocked Guo Yi, who stuttered: "Are all beggars as rich as you?"

  The old beggar was very satisfied with Guo Yi's current expression, and smiled: "As long as you tell me what method you used to make that girl agree to you, the treasures of this immortal city, you can choose three pieces, I'll pay for them."

  Guo Yi couldn't understand why this old beggar was so concerned about his personal feelings, but for the sake of the three spiritual treasures, he told him the truth, describing it vividly: "At that time, I just asked her like that, and she agreed, on the condition that I must become the first in the 'Martial Arts Ranking'. As for why she was so quick to agree, I don't know either. Why don't we study it together?"

  "Is she so easy-going?"

  "Very refreshing."

  "This is really strange." The old beggar muttered in a low voice.

  At this moment, Guo Yi saw a palm-sized blood-red ancient jade placed at the entrance of a spiritual shop. His face suddenly lit up with joy, and he hastily ran over to ask the boss: "How much?"

  "The owner of the Ling shop smiled and said: 'Five spiritual grass seeds.'"

  "Alright, I've bought it." Guo Yi directly asked the old beggar to pay up.

  The old beggar looked at Guo Yao and said, "You kid really haven't seen any treasures before. This Blood Jade is everywhere in the Immortal City, why are you so excited? I'll only pay for three meals, cherish this opportunity!"

  "What's with all the nonsense? I like it, what business is it of yours?"

  Guo Yi held the crimson ancient jade in his palm, feeling a warm and scorching sensation. For some reason, he always felt that this piece of ancient jade was extraordinary, not like what the old beggar said, just a drop of blood jade.

  He walked a few more shops, but still couldn't find the yin-yang spiritual grass. Instead, he was able to find the stone spirit flower. Guo Lao Tai Jun's body had black phosphorus bone poison, and only the stone spirit flower could cure it. This was also one of Guo Yao's tasks in coming to Gu Xuan Domain.

  The value of the spiritual grasses is not much different, so Guo Yi spent one spiritual grass to buy the Shiling flower, now only the yin-yang spiritual grass is left.

  The old beggar asked, "Youngster, what do you want the yin-yang spirit grass for? You're not practicing some kind of yin-yang gathering and supplementing technique, are you? I warn you, if you dare to practice such an evil art, I won't let you be with her."

  "What business is it of yours who I'm with? Why are you so tense?" Guo Yao asked curiously.

  The old beggar smiled and said: "If you tell me why you want to find the yin-yang spirit grass, I might be able to get one for you."

  "Is this really true?"

  "Beggars can't be choosers."

  Guo Yi can now naturally see that the old beggar is extraordinary, and may be a hidden high-ranking person. He can grab a handful of spiritual grass at once, and maybe he can really find the yin-yang spiritual grass.

  "In fact, I have two immortal gates, and only the yin-yang spiritual grass can make the two immortal gates turn." Guo Yiru said truthfully.

  "What? Two Xian gates..." The old beggar exclaimed, with two red divine lights shooting out of his eyes, as if to see through Guo Yao's body. After a long time, the divine light in his eyes disappeared, and he let out a long sigh, revealing a hint of a smile on his face. In his heart, he thought: "It turns out that it is the legendary Two Yi Xian Body, no wonder it can enter the law eye of You Ran Xiao Yatou. If I can take this unrespectful little boy under my wing... Hehe, let me see how I will deal with him, and make him obediently call me Grandpa."

  Guo Yi looked at the old beggar's eyes and became unnatural again, hastily saying: "Hey, old man, I've already told you, shouldn't you also give me some Yin Yang Spirit Grass?"

  The old beggar smiled slyly and said: "Foolish kid, you actually believed what a beggar said."

  "Didn't you say beggars can't be choosers?"

  The old beggar pulled his leg and walked away, laughing and saying: "Let me teach you another sentence: Out of ten beggars, nine are swindlers, and the other one is a rascal."

  Kwok Yat really wanted to chase after him and give the scoundrel a good thrashing, but unfortunately this old fellow had feet like greased lightning, running faster than a bull, not at all like a frail and weak elderly man suffering from malnutrition.

  Kuo returned to Chi's mansion just as the sun was setting, and happened to see Yan Honglei standing alone in front of the gate, seemingly waiting for someone.

  Guo Yi hastily ran up and smiled: "Sister is waiting for someone?"

  Yan Hong's eyes were dimly red as she glanced at Guo Yi, saying: "Our future master has arrived, he is drinking tea in the main hall, the city lord asked me to bring you to meet him."

  "Really? What does our master look like? Is it a man or a woman?"

  Yan Honglei turned around and left, Guo Yi hurriedly followed her, telling her about today's experience: "Today was really unlucky, I actually met a damn old beggar, that old guy is simply a rascal..."

  When Yan Honglei heard the three words "old beggar", she suddenly moved slightly, her mouth corners lightly moving, as if wanting to say something to Guo Yao, but ultimately didn't speak out loud, and just then the two had already arrived outside the great hall.

  Kuo Yi was still talking excitedly, saying: "If that old guy hadn't run away so fast, I would have..."

  "Kid, what do you want me to do?"

  All that was seen was a figure walking out of the hall, holding tea and smiling at Guo Yao. Upon closer inspection, it wasn't the old beggar, but someone else.

  As the saying goes, "enemies meet and eyes turn red", Guo Yi stepped forward and grabbed the old beggar's collar, almost lifting him off the ground, and scolded: "You old lecher, you actually deceived your way into my home, are you trying to take advantage of my sister?"

  "There is indeed a conspiracy, but it has absolutely nothing to do with rebellion." said the old beggar.

  At this time, Ji You Ran walked out from inside and saw Guo Yao holding the old beggar in his hand. His face showed a few hints of surprise and he asked: "Grandpa, you already know him?"

  The old beggar laughed and said: "This little rascal, is he the apprentice you found for me?"

  "This old rascal is the master you found for me?" Guo Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily let go of his hand, standing obediently to one side.

  The princess looked at Guo Yao and the old beggar, saying: "I originally thought I'd have to go through some more trouble, but it seems you two get along quite well. In that case, I can also leave with a clear conscience."

  The young lady bowed respectfully to the old beggar: "Grandfather, I'll leave them in your care."

  "City master, you're just going to leave like this?" Guo Yi shouted.

  "Six months later you must come back and go with me to fulfill the bet six months ago."

  Her red dress was like blood, leaving a beautiful silhouette, step by step disappearing before our eyes. She seemed to dislike this Holy Martial City, and wouldn't stay for even one more day.

  The old beggar, dragging his nearly worn-out grass shoes, said to Guo and Yi: "The Holy War is divided into three rounds. If you can survive the second round, I will accept you as my disciples."

  "What if I carry it for three rounds?"

  "If you can get through the third round, you will naturally become a member of Wu Meng and be on an equal footing with me. However, considering your strength, it's already quite good if you can get through the second round. If you're unlucky, you might even be eliminated in the first round by some expert." The old beggar changed his tone and said: "However, this year's Sheng Wu War may be a bit different from previous years."

  "What's different?"

  "It's a secret." The old beggar chuckled and walked out of the courtyard, with a self-satisfied smile on his face, saying: "Good luck with your cultivation! You stinky little brat, I hope you don't die too miserably."