Wang Chen sat in the tavern for nearly two hours.
More and more people arrived afterward, most of them pioneering disciples like himself. Quite a few were drowning their sorrows in drink.
After learning about the situation they were currently facing, some of the disciples became quite pessimistic.
That was perfectly normal. They had barely escaped with their lives and fled back to Weifa City, only to find that the Teleportation Array was no longer working.
Trapped in an isolated city, no one could guarantee that Weifa City would be able to keep everyone safe.
This calamity differed from the Yin Wind Tides of the past. The massive eruption of Killing Intent and the powerful evil spirits appearing one after another were like enormous boulders pressing down on everyone's hearts.
All kinds of grumbling, all kinds of complaints, and regretful frustration...
Sitting amid it all, Wang Chen felt completely surrounded by negative energy and could no longer remain seated.
He had not heard any more useful information, so he got up and left the tavern.
He searched nearby for an inn to stay in.
What Wang Chen had not expected was that after checking several inns in a row, every one of them declared itself fully booked.
There was not even a spot left on a communal bunk!
After much difficulty, he found one that was not yet full, but the proprietor said there was only one luxury suite left, priced at eight hundred Spirit Stones a day.
Eight hundred Spirit Stones!
Wang Chen was almost angered into laughter.
Even highway robbery was not this outrageous. Although lodging fees in Weifa City were far higher than in the Mountain Sea Realm, they had never reached such an absurd level.
To be honest, he could afford that many Spirit Stones, but