Hide in the Banished Palace and Level Up To A Big Boss

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Xiaoqing stared at the broad intersection.

Sadness grew in Xiaoqing’s eyes as the days passed.

“Brother Fei and his fellows are doing this for us, the people of Nanzhou. If Clan Xia is gone, we will suffer more. If Brother Fei can’t come back, you have to hold on. At the very least, we can go back to live in Nanzhou.”

“Okay,” Xiaoqing said with teary eyes.

Her cloudy eyes made the road before her look blurry.

It was only when a drop of tear fell from her eyes that the road became clear again.

She could see horse-drawn carts in the distance.

Xiaoqing hurriedly wiped away her tears. Replacing her sadness was a look of anticipation as she looked at the horses and carts with a smile.

But as the carts approached her, the smile slowly faded away from Xiaoqing’s face.

She was disappointed.

Every time a new set of horses and carts appeared at the end of the road, Xiaoqing’s eyes burst with hope again. She couldn’t help but stand on her tiptoes to try and get a closer look.

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The Baima Barrier was the first barrier between Nanzhou and Zhongzhou.

Passing through this barrier, brought you into the territory of Honghai Sacred Ground in Zhongzhou.

On the Baima Barrier, the wind was blowing hard

In the wind, there was plenty of prenatal qi.

After crossing the Baima Barrier the prenatal qi became thicker the closer you get to Zhongzhou.

“Only one barrier blocks so much prenatal qi blocked. And there is still Muguang Mountain. The gap between Nanzhou and Zhongzhou is too big,” Li Mu sighed deeply.

Only this barrier isolated Zhongzhou from Nanzhou.

And also with boundless Muguang Mountain, no ordinary people in Nanzhou could climb over the mountain.

Back then, numerous noble clans escaped from Nanzhou. Now, the people left in Nanzhou were simply ordinary people.

Unfortunately, these people would never have gifted offspring.

Baima City sat at the foot of the mountain.

All the people of Nanzhou had to pay a tax when they passed through this place.

“I wonder how Old Demon Han went to Nanzhou?”

Li Mu walked into the city. He checked the books in the house of the noble clans and the City Lord. Then he continued to go forward.

Baima City was not one with a rich culture. As such, Li Mu couldn’t find any information about devils in this place.

Li Mu went all the way through and arrived at Baishan City.

In Baishan City.

Li Mu walked around the whole city and found the people here were divided into classes.

Here, the people of Nanzhou were discriminated against and enslaved. They didn’t have any rights at all.

The people of Nanzhou and the people of Zhongzhou were totally different in terms of living culture and even their appearances.

The people of Nanzhou were gentle and good-looking, while the people of Zhongzhou were gruff and savage.

In terms of clothing, Nanzhou natives wore primarily silk and cloth. The people of Zhongzhou on the other hand, tended to wear animal skins.

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Judging from their appearances alone, it seemed that the people of Zhongzhou were more suitable to be warriors.

“Just the difference between the barbarians and civilized people. Only now the barbarians have become masters.”

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Besides, quite a lot of people in Nanzhou were cultivators.

In Nanzhou, only a very few people in the Noble Clans had the opportunity to cultivate.

But here, cultivators could be seen everywhere.

There were experts of the Acquired Realm, Higher Heaven Realm, even Spirit Manipulation Realm!

This was because of the abundance of resources they had.

Soon, Li Mu arrived at a dilapidated wooden house.

The house was built in the same style as the house in Nanzhou. It was run down and small, but it had all the basic necessities that a house in Nanzhou should have.

Li Mu walked closer and knocked on the door.

A few seconds later, he could hear the sound of small footsteps coming from inside.

“Who is it?”

Someone asked with a soft and ear-pleasing voice. It was as beautiful as strings.

Tender and affectionate.

Although Li Mu hadn’t seen the owner of the voice, he could imagine it to belong to a pretty woman, simply by hearing the sound.

“I’m passing by here and I was hoping I could stay for a night,” Li Mu said.

The door opened and a 17 or 18-year-old girl looked out.

She looked up and down at Li Mu carefully and said, “Are you from Nanzhou?”

“Yes!” Li Mu nodded his head.

“Then please come in!”

The girl said cheerfully and invited Li Mu in.

Li Mu hurriedly paid his respect to her too.

“It’s been a while since we’ve had guests in the house. And I seldom meet people from Nanzhou to stay for the night. I’ll clean up a bit first.” The girl shyly looked at him.

“It’s already very clean here! You have quite a beautiful home.”

Li Mu looked at the house casually and complimented her.

The small yard was neat with no fallen leaves in sight. Even the farming tools were neatly placed.

“Sir, what’s your job?”

“I tell fortunes for a living,” Li Mu said, since he knew a little about fortune-telling.

He didn’t know anything before but got some knowledge about it after entering the Virtual Realm.

At least the basic rules.

“So you’re a fortune-teller!”

The girl said excitedly. She invited Li Mu to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard, and shouted towards the house, “A Mu, serve the guest sometea.”

“Okay!”

A little boy’s voice came from inside the house.

As they waited for tea, the two looked at each other again.

The girl’s skin was fine and tender. It was obvious that she was a gentle woman from the south.

But her finger joints were thick and there were many cracks on her hands.

Her eyes were dark, her mouth was small like a cherry, and she had a beautiful figure. But she was a bit too thin.

It seemed that she didn’t have a good life in Nanzhou.

Seeing the manners she had when answering questions, Li Mu was sure that her ancestors must be the rich of Nanzhou.

Ordinary people wouldn’t have such good manners.

“Sir, can you accurately tell the fortune?” The girl stared at Li Mu for a while and said.

This time, Li Mu disguised himself as a middle-aged man.

He had a long beard and wore a bun on his head. He was also wearing silk clothes.

He got the clothes when he went to check-in at Bailing Valley and he had some free time.

It seemed that the girl fully believed that he was a fortune-teller.

“It all depends on fate.”

“A Mu, take care of the guests here. I’ll go bring Xiaoqing here.”

Sometime later, the girl walked up to Li Mu with a sickly girl in green clothes.

The green-clothed girl seemed to be graceful. She was elegant and charming.

With her curved slender eyebrows and seductive red lips, she was more delicate than the first girl.

And she seemed to be more worried.

She bowed to Li Mu and sat down gracefully.

“Sir, can you tell the fortune of my husband?”

“Of course! Can you tell me the birth time of your husband and where he went?” Li Mu nodded as six coins appeared in his hand.

“On the ninth of last month, at dawn, my husband went to Muguang Mountain to support the army of Nanzhou. They departed from the city and went all the way south,” Xiaoqing murmured in a low voice. She must repeat these words again and again so that she could be so fluent.

After saying that, she stared at Li Mu with her eyes filled with expectation.

Li Mu scattered the copper coins on to the ground.

He already knew the result before he even checked the coins.

Her husband had going to the battlefield and died there.

After the battle in Muguang Mountain, blood was all over the place and less than 10% of the soldiers had survived.

Those righteous men didn’t mean to come back at first.

“He can’t come back…” Li Mu suppressed his sadness and managed to say this.

Xiaoqing froze and tears started streaming down her face.

She couldn’t help but tremble. “Sir, did you make a mistake?” Xiaoqing’s voice was hoarse.

She sound accusatory. She was blaming Li Mu for making a mistake and requested him to do it again.

Li Mu couldn’t resist her and did it once again, “The coins tell me that he is dead.” Li Mu dare not look at Xiaoqing. He was under huge pressure when saying this.

He also didn’t want to tell Xiaoqing that her husband was already dead.

“You lied to me, you are a fake fortune teller.”

Mournful cries and wails sounded all over the courtyard.

Li Mu felt embarrassed as if he was sitting on pins and needles.