Fox Demon Cultivation Manual [ BL ]

Chapter 32

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The tea maiden had frightened Song Ci. But now, he felt reassured as he looked into Rong Bai’s eyes. He nodded obediently in response.  

There was indeed nothing to worry about. Master Rong was so powerful he could easily dispatch a four-tailed Qingqiu fox. In addition, he showed no sign of panic even at the mention of going to the Demon Realm. Obviously, there was more to his true strength than meets the eyes.

Song Ci convinced himself, then displayed a brilliant smile at Rong Bai. “I’m not worried with Master Rong around.” 

Rong Bai released his cheeks and gave him a reassuring look. Both of them continued their journey. 

Qinchuan was a famous ancient capital in Dong Wang. Within the city, there were seven rivers running from south to west. As it looked like a guqin1, it was called Qinchuan. 

This ancient city was known for its production of silk, especially natural silk. It was situated in the western part of Dong Wang, yet it was a significant spot for the buying and selling of silk from all over. In addition, there were silkworm eggs in this city that could not be raised elsewhere—blood silkworms.

It was said that the color of the silk from blood silkworms was like blood. If woven into clothes, it would be impenetrable. It would also keep one warm during winter and cool during the summer. If made into wedding apparel, it would guarantee that husband and wife would live to a ripe old age in conjugal bliss.

However, the conditions for raising blood silkworms were demanding, and their silk output was extremely low. Even a small handkerchief was considered a top-notch treasure. More often than not, after traders got their hands on that bit of blood silk, they would embroider them thread by thread into other silk as adornments. Even so, any items that had blood silk in them were still considered rare goods. They were in such great demand they could not be simply bought with silver.

As for a blood silk wedding robe, no one had been able to make one so far.

When the current pampered princess married, she wore a red wedding gown with blood silk flowers embroidered on the collar. It was a garment in Dong Wang that had the most amount of blood silk, and it was something many women could only dream of in envy.

Even if the people devoted themselves to raising and nurturing blood silkworms, the number of blood silkworms still dwindled. At this point, almost no one in Qinchuan was still rearing blood silkworms. Even if there was, those few silkworms could barely survive, let alone produce silk.

Song Ci and Rong Bai traveled for less than half a day to this prosperous ancient capital. The city gate was towering and magnificent, with the characters “Qinchuan” inscribed in red and bold, confident strokes. Numerous wear and tear on the gate were a testament to the long history of this ancient city.

The city gate was wide open, but no one from the authorities was guarding it. There were a few households scattered beside the gate. Someone saw Song Ci and Rong Bai and stopped in his tracks.

Puzzled, Song Ci turned to Rong Bai and asked, “Is this person waiting for us to enter?” 

The man looked at them from a distance with what seemed like a faint hint of anticipation in his eyes as he waited for them to step through the city gate. Just when Song Ci was about to roll his eyes at him, that person opened his mouth and waved at them. “Gentlemen, you mustn’t come in. Leave quickly.”

Song Ci was momentarily stunned. A sense of guilt rose in him for those petty thoughts earlier. He smiled apologetically. “We have a matter to attend to in Qinchuan.”