Lin Xuan, who was sorting through his Storage Bag, suddenly looked up. Not far away, a yellow Escape Light flew toward the southeast.
Lin Xuan quietly followed behind it.
The other party's cultivation was not high, nor was he flying on a magical artifact. The reason he could ride the clouds was because he had used a Talisman sealed with a flying spell.
Wu Tian let out a breath and glanced back at the Marketplace with lingering fear. He had never expected that stealing his master's Waste Pills to exchange for Spirit Stones for cultivation would lead to something like this.
Fortunately, it had been a false alarm. Wu Tian touched his pocket. Twenty Spirit Stones should be enough to last him for a while.
Seeing that he was already far from the Marketplace, Wu Tian finally let down his guard. Just as he was about to speed up and return to Spirit Herb Mountain, a blue Escape Light swept over from behind and blocked his path.
Wu Tian was greatly alarmed. Left with no choice, he stopped. The blue light slowly dispersed, revealing an ordinary-looking young man.
"Se... Senior."
The youth was far younger than Wu Tian, yet Wu Tian did not even dare breathe too loudly. He respectfully bowed, for no other reason than that the other man was a Foundation Establishment Realm expert whose cultivation was unfathomable. With one move, he had destroyed that wicked Demon Cultivator.
This senior had even bought Waste Pills from him before. Why had he suddenly come looking for him? Wu Tian was filled with uncertainty, and his face showed clear unease.
Taking in the other man's every movement, Lin Xuan secretly felt rather pleased. In the world of cultivators, the strong were revered. Since entering the Foundation Establishment Realm, he had