That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

Chapter 140 Night Market

Lin Zhifeng had a premonition that Lin Jun's relationship with Lin Jun might not be the right one this time, and that there would inevitably be some trouble in the future.

In fact, given Lin Jun's current conditions and cultivation level, it's perfectly acceptable for him to consider personal matters.

However, he is simply inexperienced in matters of the heart, making him a suitable candidate for his elders to arrange for him to marry a female cultivator from the Hundred Flowers Palace.

Wouldn't it be better for two novices to explore together, support each other, and live a fulfilling life?

Even though there's an easy mode, he insisted on challenging the hell difficulty.

Being with a female cultivator from Happy Valley would only lead to a few outcomes: First, becoming one of her devoted followers, sharing her with his brothers. Even if he weren't a chauvinist and possessive, his father and mother from the Sword Sect wouldn't accept it. Chaos would ensue, and he'd likely get his legs broken and be kicked out of the house by his father.

Secondly, the two engage in a fleeting, superficial relationship, like a brief, temporary affair. Then they part ways amicably, leaving each other alone.

Third, the two were so deeply in love that they decided to become Daoist partners.

In this situation, they will face even more problems.

The woman's cultivation method is there for all to see; if she doesn't cultivate the Path of Union, her cultivation is essentially abandoned. Would a woman be foolish enough to go to such lengths for a man?

The man will also face pressure from his parents, elders, and sect, and will be gossiped about for a long time to come.

What kind of relationship can withstand such erosion? In the end, they will surely regret it, and they might even become a pair of resentful lovers.

In short, regardless of the possibility, the future of their relationship is not promising.

However, firstly, nothing has happened yet, and secondly, young people are the least likely to listen to advice when it comes to relationships.

If you don't take care of them, they might separate due to various conflicts. But if an external force intervenes, they develop a shared hatred and a united front against a common enemy, becoming unbreakable and stronger than gold.

So what could Lin Zhifeng do even if his intuition was wrong? He could only sigh helplessly and say, "That's fate!"

After Lin Jun left, the remaining twelve continued browsing the black market.

The recent incident of "the victim catching the thief who sold the stolen goods" did not halt the black market transactions.

Buyers and sellers on the black market seemed completely unfazed; it's likely that this kind of thing happens frequently whenever the black market is open. Everyone's used to it!

They browsed until the very last stall, but no one bought anything more.

The reason was naturally related to their lack of money, and in addition, having learned from Lin Jun's lesson, they dared not inquire about those items that were obviously stolen goods.

As night fell, all the lanterns in Muyun City were lit up. A crimson glow illuminated the entire city.

This creates a wonderful atmosphere; it's just like the traditional Chinese New Year celebration.

The group left the black market and followed the crowd toward the busiest street.

The busiest street is lined with shops selling clothing and accessories, and it's still open at night.

In addition, there are countless stalls on the main street selling all kinds of food, toys, and accessories...

As the group walked around, they looked at the stalls, which mostly sold festive items. Although the prices were quite cheap, they weren't really useful.

The disciples of the Sword Sect had absolutely no interest in these things, but Fang Yuan bought a lotus lantern and carried it along in their procession.

The group, whose average appearance was already quite good, became even more eye-catching, attracting the attention of many city residents.

Everyone pretended not to see, maintained their composure, and slowly moved forward with the crowd.

They wandered around until very late before returning to the inn. But Lin Jun still hadn't come back by then.

"I wonder if he's run into any trouble?" Lin Zhifeng couldn't help but ask with concern.

Ding Mo comforted him, saying, "He's with the female cultivator from Happy Valley. Her cultivation level is no lower than yours. They should be looking out for each other, so nothing serious should happen."

Lin Zhifeng thought to himself: If safety is guaranteed, I'm worried that he might lose his virginity.

However, he couldn't say such things to the upright and virtuous Ding Mo.

The next morning, Lin Zhifeng took Ding Mo to a restaurant for breakfast.

This inn offers a complimentary breakfast every day to guests staying in superior rooms.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Lin Zhifeng dragged Ding Mo, who had been fasting for many years, to have breakfast together.

Lin Zhifeng had paid for the previous accommodations by himself, and he refused to accept the spirit stones Ding Mo offered him afterward. Now that Lin Zhifeng was dragging him to dinner, Ding Mo couldn't refuse and had no choice but to go with him.

Whether it was because they arrived early or because the inn's superior rooms weren't full, there were only twenty or thirty people dining in the large restaurant. And half of them were disciples of their Sword Sect.

Lin Zhifeng couldn't stop smiling when he saw his good brothers, who used to be late for class because they couldn't get up in the morning and were punished, now coming to eat this free breakfast so as not to suffer any loss.

He walked over with a smile and sat down next to them. Just as he was about to make a few jokes, he was surprised to find that Lin Jun was also among the people having breakfast.

He must have come back very late last night; Lin Zhifeng never expected that he would be able to get up.

He asked Lin Jun with a smile, "What time did you get back last night? Did you catch that little thief?"

Lin Jun replied, "He didn't get back until 1 AM. There were so many people on the streets yesterday that he managed to slip away. Zisu and I searched the whole city, but we couldn't find him. We agreed to go again today." After saying that, he continued to wolf down his food.

Lin Zhifeng asked, "Can you help? Otherwise, with just the two of you, it's like searching for a needle in a haystack. How long would it take to find it?"

Lin Jun swallowed the food in his mouth and refused, saying, "No need, don't delay your business. I'm not buying anything anyway, I'll just look for it with Zisu. Actually, I'm just worried about her being a girl alone, so I don't care about the money. But she won't listen, saying it's not about the money."

After Lin Jun finished speaking, he pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and made a gesture that seemed to indicate that he "couldn't do anything about her."

Lin Zhifeng thought to himself: Lin Jun will probably be a henpecked husband in the future!

He doesn't just not want to waste his brothers' time; he probably doesn't want them to interfere with his love life.

What's meant to happen can't be stopped, so let it be!

Even though he had made up his mind, the ever-concerned Lin Zhifeng couldn't help but offer him some advice: "Since this petty thief is openly stealing and selling stolen goods in this city, he must be a habitual thief. Why don't you go ask around? Maybe he can give you some clues. Wouldn't that be much better than you running around like a headless fly?"

Lin Jun is a man who listens to advice, especially Lin Zhifeng's words, which are almost like "golden words" to him. So he quickly nodded in agreement and said that he would go find the "know-it-all" after finishing his meal.

Lin Zhifeng ignored him and called over a waiter to order breakfast.