Chapter 427

He Zhao officially settled down in Nan'an City, and that very night, he dug out a huge basement beneath his bedroom to hold the coffins containing the Four Heavenly Kings.

Even then, he still felt somewhat uneasy. He set up several arrays in succession, pushing the defensive measures to the limit before finally stopping. There was no helping it. He had to be careful—he absolutely could not "blow up" the city.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed in an instant.

He had not been idle these past few days. Instead, he went out early and returned late, roaming everywhere to gather information. Taverns, teahouses, pleasure houses—all had seen the figure of a carefree, unrestrained young man.

Of course, there was no shortage of throwing money around.

By eavesdropping, steering conversations, tempting people with heavy sums, getting them drunk and fooling them, and using every method he could think of, he had basically pried out a clear picture of the three great First-rate Sects in the city.

Nan'an City had a population of around five million, with Sha Refiners and mortals living side by side. The three sects had dedicated patrol teams that took turns maintaining order in the city.

Most of the people living in the city were relatives of disciples from the three great sects. Others were those who felt their prospects were hopeless, packed up their gold, silver, and valuables on the mountain, then descended to return to ordinary life and live out their remaining years in peace.

The small portion left consisted of wealthy Sha Refiners from various places. After all, the cost of living in the city was not low. Without some assets, if one wanted to settle down and cultivate here, they could just wait to start begging.

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