The Opportunity for a Mid-stage Breakthrough: A Sword-bearing Cultivator's Gift

Several days later, Saint Ring City.

After ten years apart, compared to the long lifespans of Void Refinement Cultivators, it was no more than the flick of a finger, an instant—but Wang Yu felt as if a very long time had passed.

Perhaps this was the unique flavor of the Demon Refining Domain.

Just as he was preparing to slip in using his true appearance, then use his Fei Form to head to the Blood Demon Sword Sect's "recruitment point," a cultivator who had been lying in wait at the city gate for a long time stared straight at him.

That gaze pricked him until his whole body itched; he felt offended.

Wang Yu was puzzled. He pointed at himself with a finger. The man nodded arrogantly, jerked his chin to signal Wang Yu to follow, then turned and walked into the city on his own.

Did I run into a retard?

Wang was utterly baffled.

After all, ever since ascending to the Demon Refining Domain, he had seen no small number of schemes and calculations, and most had at least some real skill. Aside from Soulreaver King, this was the second demonic cultivator to be so abstract.

He had no mind to bother with him. After entering Saint Ring City, he turned toward a narrow alley.

As a result, starlight flashed before him.

That arrogant man instantly appeared in front of him, frowning as he lifted his head and said, "Where are you going? Keep up."

Wang Yu could not help scratching his head. "No, just who the fuck are you?"

His tone was extremely impolite.

In Wang's perception, this person only had Void Refinement Third Layer cultivation, and had not even opened an Internal Blessed Land inside his body. Something like this would be considered lacking in nutrition