Yu Lingxi’s only impression of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm was the fire in the 14th year of Tianzhao, where the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm was burned into a purgatory on earth.
At that time, Yu Lingxi lived in a secluded courtyard of the Zhao Mansion. Half a city away, she could still clearly see the fire glowing red in half of the night sky. People ran and shouted in panic. It was really alarming to hear.
No one knows how the fire started, only that from then on, there will be no Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm anymore in the world.
Yu Lingxi was shaken in her heart.
The day when her father and brother were ordered to go to war is getting closer, and the black market in the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm is her only hope now.
Yu Lingxi doesn’t feel at ease leaving this matter to others, so she looked at Tang Buli who was eating pears, blinked and said: “A Li, can you do me a favor?”
Half an hour later, without telling her family, Yu Lingxi took two smart bodyguards that are able to keep a secret and got into the carriage that the Tang Mansion sent over to pick up.
The carriage staggered and drove towards the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm.
“By the way, you have to put this on.”
Tang Buli took out two veils, one red and one plain, from nowhere.
She gave the plain one to Yu Lingxi and explained: “It’s the rules of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm. Most of the people who go there for entertainment are prominent and prestigious people, and they are most afraid of being caught by others. Therefore, to prevent extraneous incidents, people who go there will wear veils or masks to cover their identity.”
Yu Lingxi nodded to show that she understood, and put on a veil according to her appearance, leaving only a pair of charming and lively almond eyes exposed outside the veil, fluttering and blinking.
Tang Buli looked at Yu Lingxi’s reaction and suddenly said: “Lingxi, why do I feel you have changed a lot since you recovered from your illness this time?”
Yu Lingxi leaned against the carriage window, put her hand on her chin and asked: “What has changed?”
Tang Buli shook her head, lifted her veil and gnawed at the pear: “I can’t say it, but I think you are much more courageous. In the past, let alone coming to this kind of place on your own initiative, even hearing the name of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm would scare you already.”
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“Really?” Yu Lingxi was slightly absent-minded.
She stayed by Ning Yin’s side for two years in her previous life, and she has seen even more terrifying scenes, not to mention a mere and small Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm that is about to perish?
Thankfully, Tang Buli was not a person that would get to the bottom of the line. She then lifted the carriage curtain and glanced outside: “Here we are.”
When entering the gate of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm, it seems that it is not much different from the ordinary street market. There are red doors, green curtains and glass lanterns everywhere.
However, when she followed Tang Buli to walk inside and entered the dark underground hall, she saw an extremely tall gate tower with relief sculpture standing in front of them.
The gate tower with relief sculpture, which was carved with ferocious animal patterns, slowly opened. Then, as if another crazy world had opened up, the excitement like the whistling of mountains and seas rushed towards them.
This underground city is so dark that the sky cannot be seen, and the lights are always on day and night. People who come and go for entertainment are hidden under various masks, gambling and killing, drunk with money, drinking blood and eating flesh.
There are many beautiful and numb girls in the wooden cages of the prostitution house, who wave to the street with a languid interest.
Yu Lingxi even saw people from the gambling shop beating up a gambler who owed money, screaming repeatedly, but the people watching the scene around them were frantically clamoring to “beat him to death”.
Yu Lingxi frowned emotionally and said: “This kind of place, it’s not even pitiful to have it burned.”
Tang Buli looked puzzled: “Burn what?”
Yu Lingxi coughed softly: “It’s nothing.”
After passing through the restless crowd, the lights gradually dimmed on the next street.
The so-called black market is just a row of deserted shops, full of old and decaying atmosphere.
Tang Buli takes Yu Lingxi into a pharmacy, and the two bodyguards follow them closely.
The shopkeeper was a handsome and weak young man, but when he looked up from behind the counter, the oil lamp illuminated the scar on the other half of his face, making him as scary as a ghost.
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