My Master Knows It All

Chapter 1420: Chapter 338

Cao Zhen couldn’t tell whether it was because the alchemy event was being held or if Wansheng City naturally had many cultivators, but upon entering the city, he found cultivators everywhere.

However, even though he heard Immortal Bi Yue say that cultivators in Wansheng City could kill ordinary residents without anyone caring, he did not see any cases where cultivators were wantonly slaughtering mortals.

Perhaps cultivators generally paid little attention to mortals, or perhaps mortals instinctively kept their distance from cultivators.

He found it somewhat odd. Cultivators could easily sense the aura of mortals and fellow cultivators, distinguishing between them. But how did these ordinary mortals differentiate between cultivators and their own kind?

Just as he was puzzling over this, a dirty little boy suddenly ran toward him.

The boy looked about eight or nine years old, with a flower basket strapped to his back. He rushed to stand in front of Cao Zhen, held out two bouquets of flowers, and exclaimed, “Honorable Immortal gentleman, Honorable Immortal gentleman, you’re so handsome. The two Immortal ladies by your side are even more beautiful.

I’ve never seen such gorgeous Immortal sisters before! Honorable Immortal gentleman, please gift these two bouquets to the two stunning Immortal ladies.”

Cao Zhen looked down at the boy, who was wearing clothes several sizes too big, riddled with holes and tears. For a moment, he was stunned—he had run into a young flower seller.

Almost instinctively, he glanced around, wanting to see if anyone was orchestrating the boy’s actions, but a quick sweep of the surroundings revealed no suspicious figures.

Instead, Immortal Bi Yue laughed softly and accepted the flowers from the boy’s hands. She chuckled and asked, “Little brother, are you giving these flowers to us for free? You don’t want any money?”

“I don’t want money,” the boy shook his head vehemently.

“No money?” Surprise flickered briefly in Bi Yue’s eyes, and she gestured toward the flower basket on his back. “These flowers must be painstakingly picked by you, and you hope to sell them, right? If you’re giving them to us, how will you earn money?”

“I don’t want money,” the boy repeated firmly, flushing slightly with bashfulness. “I just think the two Immortal sisters are so beautiful. Only these Immortal sisters deserve these flowers.”

Bi Yue’s face blossomed with a radiant smile upon hearing this, and for a moment, the flowers in the boy’s hands seemed to pale in comparison to her glowing expression.

Cao Zhen shook his head amusedly. Indeed, it seemed that regardless of a woman’s age or beauty, they all loved hearing compliments, especially when they came from an innocent and endearing child.

He crouched slightly out of curiosity, looking intently at the boy and asking, “How do you know we’re cultivators? Additionally, it seems that the people around here can all distinguish who the cultivators are. How is that done?”

The boy appeared slightly caught off guard by Cao Zhen’s question. He raised his hand and pointed toward a cultivator flying in the distance. “The symbols on your clothes give it away. We citizens of Wansheng City know the insignias of every Great Teaching and Sect. The moment we see them, it’s obvious who’s an Immortal and who’s not.”

In the distance, the cultivator being pointed at seemed to notice the gesture and immediately turned to look. Almost as soon as the cultivator’s gaze landed, the boy keenly sensed it and began to flee.

Yet in the next moment, another cultivator nearby grabbed the first one’s clothes and hissed, “Don’t stir up trouble! That female Immortal is wearing Dragon Chant Sect robes.

Such a breathtaking Dragon Chant Sect Immortal, and with no other Dragon Chant Sect members visible nearby—do you even need to guess who she is?”

“Immortal Bi Yue!” The cultivator who had been glancing at the boy froze in sudden realization and quickly flew afar!

Cao Zhen threw the little boy an intrigued look. What remarkable observation skills this child had—he could even sense when a cultivator noticed him. Such sensitivity was truly rare.

Still, whether the boy possessed special insight or not had little to do with him. After all, he already had more than enough disciples, and he lacked the bandwidth to take on more.

Cao Zhen nodded slightly and remarked, “So it’s all thanks to He Yang. However, this is my first time here, and my clothes bear no insignia. How did you know I was a cultivator?”

“Because you have a very peculiar aura,” the boy replied, seemingly emboldened. He had realized that the cultivators in front of him were exceptionally powerful. When he had pointed out a cultivator earlier, the man had not seemed pleased but had flown away after noticing these three. Clearly, he feared them much more.

Emboldened, the boy pointed toward three figures in the distance.

These three walked with pride on the street, their confident strides causing nearby mortals to instinctively avoid them.

“Look at them. See how they walk with such commanding presence, their heads held high? This type of demeanor screams ‘Immortal.’ Us mortals in Wansheng City would never dare walk like that. Even without the insignias on your clothes, we can tell you’re Immortals at a glance.”

Bi Yue chuckled at this insight, turning to Cao Zhen as she laughed and said, “What he described is exactly what you mentioned earlier—that some people walk as if their noses are reaching for Heaven.”