Soldier's Sword Has a Soul Chapter 5

Damon changed into Alaric's clothes and shoes, wrapped the knife with rags and put it on his back. He carefully folded his custom suit and put it in his luggage. He must keep the things he brought from his own world, which would always remind him where he came from and where he should go back to.

The clothing of the people of Tianling is very distinctive. The style of men's clothing is similar to the ancient Chinese clothing, which is not dragging at all. In Damon's opinion, it is a bit like the clothes in the fairy game, and it is very spirited to wear. However, Alaric is relatively poor at first glance. The fabric of this clothing is rough and crude, which is far inferior to the clothes worn by the third prince.

"Mr. Meng, please buy me some clothes when we get to town. These clothes and boots are a little small."

Alaric glared at him and said, "If you have money, buy it yourself. Do you know how much I spent on those two black panthers?"

Damon curled his lips. This world also uses gold, silver and copper as currency. If he had known this, he would have brought a gold chain as thick as a thumb.

"Let's go." Old Meng took out two horse-shaped bone carvings and threw them into the air. Two horses appeared in front of them.

Damon was quite envious. He wondered when he would be able to do the same, just let go and create an army of beasts.

Alaric saw through his thoughts, "This trick is just the lowest level of soul power control. When we get to a safe place, I will teach you how to cultivate soul power. However, what I can teach you is only at the entry level. If you want to cultivate high-level soul power, you need to put in a lot of effort. I will tell you slowly."

Zhi Xuan snorted, "With your current cultivation, you won't be able to be my soul soldier when you reach his age."

Damon said with a smile, "Is it that exaggerated? I learn things very quickly."

Alaric said: "Xiao Jiang, this depends on your luck."

Zhi Xuan glared at him and said, "If you find me a suitable soul soldier, I will spare your lives."

Alaric said with a smile: "Master Zhixuan, if there is a soul soldier who can match your soul consciousness, we will definitely give way to him."

Damon picked up Zhixuan and put him on the horse, "Before we find him, you'd better bear with it for a while."

Zhi Xuan said angrily: "Don't touch me casually."

"Then you mount the horse yourself?"

Zhi Xuan gave him a vicious look.

Damon got on the horse and touched his long hair that fell to the ground, "Do you want to tie your hair up? I might crush you in a while."

"You fool, don't touch my hair." Zhi Xuan put his hair on his chest, his cheeks were puffed up, and he seemed very angry.

Damon thought he was quite interesting, if he didn't really care about getting into trouble with a strange beast.

They left the village under the cover of night and rode towards the full moon.

Zhixuan grabbed the horse's mane, not wanting to get close to Damon, but the horse was bumpy, and his small body couldn't stand it after sitting for a while, and he couldn't help but lean back. As soon as he got close to Damon's arms, he grumbled in dissatisfaction and sat up straight again. This repeated three times, and Damon became impatient and pushed him into his arms, "Master Zhixuan, you'd better sit still, so that we can both be more comfortable."

Zhixuan looked up and glared at him, "Who should I blame for this? If it weren't for you..."

"Waste, yes, it's all my fault. I will work hard to cultivate my soul power so that you can appear in the world in a majestic manner as soon as possible."

Zhi Xuan snorted softly and found a comfortable position to lean against in Damon's arms. His big round eyes kept looking at the surrounding scenery. For him, who had been sleeping for thousands of years, everything he saw now was new. If this form did not make him depressed, waking up from his sleep would have been the thing that the soul beast was most looking forward to.

After daybreak, a small town appeared in front of them. Alaric jumped off his horse and said, "The small town in front is the outer gate of Tianao City. Once we leave the city, we will be out of the imperial capital. Come down and take a rest."

Damon hadn't ridden a horse for a long time, and after riding for several hours, his legs were shaking as soon as he got off the horse. He put Zhixuan under the roots of the tree and sat down himself.

Alaric threw a piece of black dough to Damon, "Eat something. You have to be very careful when you pass through the outer gate. You will definitely be stopped and checked."

Damon looked at the dough and frowned deeply, "Mr. Meng, are you too poor, or do people here eat these things?"

Alaric rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'm poor, but the food in this world isn't very delicious anyway."

Damon sighed, handed the dough to Zhixuan, and asked tentatively: "Do you want to eat it?"

Zhixuan turned his head and said disdainfully: "It's dirty and smelly."

Alaric explained: "Soul beasts don't need to eat."

Damon had no choice but to bite the bullet. Hmm, it tasted worse than the bowl of porridge. "Meng Lao, what do you usually rely on for a living?"

Alaric cleared his throat. "If you are not from an aristocratic family, you either work for the aristocrats or make a living on your own. Working for the aristocrats gives you a decent life, and you have the chance to get promoted, make money, and get high-level soul weapons, but you don't have much freedom. If you make a living on your own, there are many ways to make a living. Some people make soul weapons, some people resell soul weapons, some people hunt for raw materials for making soul weapons, and some people become mercenaries or thugs. In short, as long as you have soul power, you can make a living. I have done everything. Anyway, I can live well and I can live well."

Damon thought that once he got to a safe place, he would have to find a way to make some money. He hated living a hard life the most. He had suffered too many years when he was a child. He never wanted to experience the feeling of being hungry, having no money, and being looked down upon again in his life.

"When you enter the city, you will see a lot of new things. Remember not to act too surprised and don't let people know that you are from another world. Prince Shu must have issued a warrant for our arrest at the outer gate. We need to go separately. You can take Lord Zhixuan and go straight to the city gate."

"Okay." Damon glanced at Zhixuan, "Your eyes..."

Zhi Xuan gave him a blank look, and his pupils gradually changed from bright golden to ordinary black, which made Damon breathe a sigh of relief.

After the rest, Alaric put away the horse, Damon carried Zhi Xuan and walked towards the outer gate.

There were not many people entering the city at that time. The guard yawned and came over with a wanted warrant.

Damon was a little nervous, but he had a child with him, so he could provide some cover.

The soldier gestured at him with the wanted poster twice. Damon glanced at the portrait. It was too Dmn abstract. No wonder, he stayed in the hall for less than ten minutes, and few people could remember his appearance. If someone could recognize him in such an ugly painting, it would be considered a divine eye.

As expected, he was calm and composed, so the guard just glanced at them and let them in.

Although it was just a small town outside the imperial capital, it was still much more prosperous than the towns they passed by along the way. Early in the morning, the market was bustling with people. It was the first time that Damon really came into contact with the lives of the people in this world. No wonder Alaric reminded him in advance that there were too many strange and bizarre things in the market, which really opened his eyes.

There was someone selling Horcruxes up front, such as cows for plowing the fields, glowing eels that always shine, and dogs that guard livestock. Damon went over to take a look and saw the man selling these things constantly. He also advertised that these Horcruxes were made by apprentices of the Dongfang Que family, and that they were of high quality and low price and could be used for a hundred years.

On the other side, people were selling soul weapons and soul armor. A customer was bargaining with the boss over an earth-level soul weapon.

Going further ahead, there is a huge shop filled with all kinds of strange animal bones. The bones are of different sizes and all are complete. Some of them are placed in cages made of iron bars two fingers thick, and they look quite valuable.

Damon and Zhi Xuan were like two country people who had just come to the city. They stretched their necks to look as they walked, and everything they saw was new to them.

When passing by a breakfast shop, Damon saw white and tender buns placed on the tall steamer, emitting bursts of fragrance. He swallowed his saliva and thought that was what people eat.

Unfortunately, he had no money, and was about to take a look and leave, but Zhixuan had already picked up a bun and took a bite without any hesitation.

Damon blinked and looked at his boss in a daze.

The boss was a woman in her forties. She smiled and said, "Two coppers, little brother."

Zhi Xuan was being held in Damon's arms, eating so intently that he forgot everything else. Damon lowered his voice and said, "Don't you want to eat?"

Zhixuan licked the corner of his mouth, "You can eat it or not."

Damon turned around to look for Alaric, but there was no sign of Alaric in the vast market. He didn't have a penny on him, so how could he pay?

The proprietress was still waiting with a smile on her face.

Damon pushed the scattered hair on his forehead behind his ears, frowned slightly and looked at the aunt, his deep eyes were full of distress and embarrassment: "Sister, the child has been hungry for two days. He is ignorant and makes you laugh. I... my father and I have finally reached the imperial capital to seek refuge with relatives, and we are penniless now."

Zhi Xuan's eyes widened and he was about to open his mouth to scold him, but Damon stuffed the bun into his mouth and signaled him to shut up with his eyes.

The proprietress frowned and said "ah" in embarrassment.

Damon took off the ring on his hand, handed it over with red eyes, and deliberately said loudly: "But don't worry, I am not a debtor. This is my wife's legacy and the most precious thing for my father and me. I'm leaving it with you. When I earn a few copper coins, I will come back to redeem it!"

People around him sympathized with him, saying, "Ah, such a young child must be starving. It's just a bun."

"That's right, this guy is so handsome, how can he be a debtor? It's no big deal for a kid to eat a bun, it's just two copper coins, I paid for them."

The proprietress immediately felt embarrassed, "Forget it, forget it. Why would I care about a bun? Brother, you should take back such an important thing. It's not easy for you and your son..." She picked up a few buns and threw them into the bag, "Here, take them and eat them on the way. People in the imperial capital are not stingy."

Damon said with emotion: "Sister, are all the people in the imperial capital as beautiful and kind as you?"

The proprietress couldn't stop smiling and stuffed two more boiled eggs into the bowl.

Damon left the breakfast stall, and Zhixuan also spat out the bun. He glared at Damon with contempt, "Are you tired of living? How dare you say I'm your son!"

Damon smiled and said, "Would you like some boiled eggs?"

"How shameless! You're lying."

"Would you like some boiled eggs?"

"Yes, peel the eggs for me."

The two, one big and one small, ate as they walked towards the city gate. When they reached the gate, four buns and two eggs were all in their stomachs. Only then did Damon feel that he had really eaten.

Zhixuan burped, his cheeks flushed, "Human food is pretty good."

Damon said with a fake smile: "Ancestor, as long as you are happy."

"What is 'ancestor'?"

"It's a respectful title for you."

"What was that 'one hundred meters' you mentioned yesterday?"

"It's the length. It's about fifty times my length."

Zhi Xuan curled his lips, "What a weird thing to say..."

As the two of them were talking, they walked to the city gate. Once they passed through the gate, they had officially left Tianao City. Damon noticed that an abstract portrait of himself was proudly posted on the city gate. He walked over with his head held high, holding Zhixuan in his arms.

"Wait a minute." A guard stopped him. "Where are you from? Where are you going outside the city?"

Zhi Xuan spoke out the speech that Alaric had prepared for him.

The guard compared the painting with the painting for a long time, but was still unsure, so he walked around behind him and asked, "What are you carrying behind your back? Is it a knife?"

Damon said calmly: "It's not a knife, it's a pair of snake bones. I plan to take it out of the city to sell it."

"Open it and show it to me."

Damon put Zhixuan on the ground, slowly untied the rope, and secretly looked back to see if Alaric had come.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the market, and then dozens of animals appeared out of nowhere, running around in the streets. In addition to the ordinary animals, Damon also saw a monster with a human face and a rat body. No one knew what kind of monster it was. The city was in chaos.

"What's going on!" the guard shouted, "Come with me to check it out." He pointed at Damon and said, "You stay here with the child and don't run around."

Damon nodded repeatedly.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the market, Alaric jumped out from somewhere, dragged Damon out of the city, and immediately summoned two horses. The three of them mounted their horses and galloped away without looking back.

Damon looked back at the outer door and asked, "Did you summon those things just now?"

"Who else would it be?" Alaric glanced at them breathlessly, "You didn't even leave me a bun."

Damon laughed and said, "I'm really hungry, mainly because my little ancestor eats so much."

Zhi Xuan snorted, "You are poor."

Alaric smiled and said, "Once we are out of the city, I will be able to shake off Prince Shu's pursuers."

"Really? Where are we going?"

"Go to my house."