The wind blowing in from the streets and alleys was cold enough to pierce the bone, skimming close along the ground and making it feel as though knives were slicing at one's ankles.
Suddenly, a scream came from above. Someone fell from the sky, crashing against the eaves on both sides with loud bangs before finally hitting the ground some time later, lifeless.
"The street's dirty again," Su Yun heard someone in a nearby shop say.
"Someone will clean it up tomorrow morning."
Su Yun felt that it was absurd beyond belief. Living in the same city, yet separated by merely a few dozen zhang in height, they were two different worlds!
The gap between rich and poor in Shuofang was so vast that he found it unimaginable.
But he had no time to think further. The tall Spirit Scholar was walking toward him, closing in step by step.
Su Yun slipped both hands into his sleeves. In them were a hemp rope and a packet of calamity ash.
The hemp rope in his left sleeve was the Immortal Rope, while the calamity ash in his right sleeve had come from that Calamity Ash Monster.
His left hand quietly exerted force, crushing two grains of calamity ash the size of soybeans.
His heart pounded wildly. He had to be exceedingly careful, because he still remembered the scene of lighting calamity ash with Li Muge that night!
One careless move, and all the calamity ash in his sleeve would explode!
Fine calamity ash slowly flowed from his sleeve along with his qi and blood, drifting behind him. The night was dark, and the ash blended with his qi and blood, making it difficult to distinguish.
"As expected of the top scorer in this grand examination. At such a young age, you