Little River Town had a somewhat larger population, but only around ten thousand. They were all Ghost Gods, with all manner of Ghost God clans. Among them, the Silver Fox Clan of Silver Fox Village was fairly ordinary.
Yet to Li Tianming, their bloodlines felt stronger than the plant-type Ghost Gods he had encountered at Chengtian Bridge.
Such an ancient, wondrous world truly stirred one's curiosity.
Three days later, Silver Dust still had not seen a second living person, but it had been quite useful—it found the Spirit-Cleansing Grass.
Beibei had said that her mother had left the areas beyond Little River Town in her youth and should be rather knowledgeable, so Li Tianming planned to pay this mother a visit.
This place truly was incredibly primitive. There were not even communication stones, nor could he see any trace of formations, much less guardian formations or astral ships.
Having just gone through a war over stellar sources, Li Tianming could hardly believe that such a place still existed in the world.
"It's Spirit-Cleansing Grass!"
Under Silver Dust's guidance, Beibei's eyes shone with excitement as she plucked a snow-white flower a hundred meters wide into her hand.
"Thank you, big brother!" Beibei placed Li Tianming inside the flower's pistil and said, "Big brother, hide in here. Once I bring you home, you can come out!"
"Mm-hm."
Li Tianming nodded.
"We're going home. Mother must miss me."
The girl began skipping along, quickly racing off in one direction.
When she ran, Li Tianming felt the earth quake and the mountains sway. Yet to her, there was no such enormous commotion.
Their long lifespans and cultivation journeys gave them a different perception of time from ordinary people. On the way home, Beibei ran for roughly ten days, but to her, those ten days