Chapter 9 Royal Mercenary Guild (1)

 For ordinary cultivators, if the talent is not very good, it is already very remarkable to be able to cultivate to the level of Martial Soul, but for the level above Wuling, if there is no certain talent or some adventures, it is difficult for ordinary people to break through .

Thinking that she didn't have a martial soul in her body, Xia Xiang felt very regretful, but she was not too disappointed, after all, she already had a lot of abilities in modern times. 
So now, no matter how weak her body is, she must have a job to make a living no matter what, so that she can become stronger.

Otherwise, every day in the future will be like today, even a little girl dares to be arrogant and presumptuous in front of her and trample on her dignity at will, not to mention the madam who hates her extremely but has never met With Mama Gu?

After thinking about it, Xia Xiang calmed down the anger in Ping's heart, stood up, and went out secretly.

Now she wants to take the first step to become a strong person in this world in the future.

After turning over the wall, Xia Xiang knew what kind of world it was when he was outside.

The Yunqing country she lives in is the most powerful country among more than 100 countries on the vast continent. This country can be called a giant in terms of martial arts, economy, politics, and culture. It has a huge land area, a large population, and all walks of life are also quite developed.

 
On this bustling and bustling street of the imperial capital, there are many shops on both sides, and the flow of people is like weaving. Many people who come out to hang out are rich and powerful rich men and ladies.

They were all very rich and neatly dressed.

In comparison, Xia Xiang's rags are so out of place here, many people see her and walk around with her nose covered, and some even cast contemptuous glances at her.

"Smelly girl, stay away." A man in his 20s, wearing a robe embroidered with gold trim and looking very rich, said viciously while staring at her.

Xia Xiang glanced at him, she could see that he was a rich guy.

Hmph, what's so great about being rich?

Xia Xiang's eyes widened, and he walked past him in a flash. The young man was so angry that he kept patting the dust on his body with his hands.

There was a slight smile on Xia Xiang's face. Although she was weak now, she still only needed to dodge to take the bag full of gold coins from the young master into her hands.

With money in hand, Xia Xiang hurriedly went to the nearby pharmacy to buy some medicinal materials for making Yirong ointment.

In modern times, she was a master of disguise. She often changed her face and walked on the underworld. Her colleagues in the underworld were terrified of her, and they all gave her a nickname: Killer with Thousand Faces!
After buying the medicinal materials and making the Yirong ointment, Xia Xiang went to the clothing store to buy a brand new set of clothes.

When she walked out again, she had already turned into another young girl who was full of vigor.

This little girl with a brand new look looks so lively and lively. Her eyes are like autumn water, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her skin is more radiant than snow, and her appearance is also natural and beautiful. Under her radiance, no matter how beautiful she is, Flowers will also be compared to her.

Xia Xiang was very satisfied with his appearance after being disguised, and then walked towards the most flowery central market in the imperial capital.

In front of a tall building, looking up at the flamboyant plaque with the words "Royal Mercenary Union" on the top of the building, Xia Xiang had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)

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