Eastern Peak Market.
When Li Ye returned after reaching an agreement with Yang Ke and that Nascent Soul merman, he found a mass of cultivators crowding in front of the Four Seasons Pavilion.
The crowd was packed shoulder to shoulder, and there were even quite a few Golden Core cultivators among them.
"What is this...?"
He instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Just as he was considering how to conceal himself and get inside, a woman in a long dress suddenly appeared beside him.
Her azure skirt spread out like rolling waves.
It actually formed an independent spiritual domain, cut off from the outside world.
"Little Martial Nephew."
The woman smiled faintly at him. "Let the junior brothers and sisters who specialize in such matters handle things over there. Come take a walk with me."
No matter how foolish Li Ye was, he knew that she was likely the market's Nascent Soul Cultivator. He nodded and followed one step behind her.
None of the cultivators passing through the street, whether Foundation Establishment or Golden Core, noticed the two of them. They even unconsciously moved aside to make way.
"Senior Brother Su Xing did not foresee this matter."
The True Person spoke slowly. "Neither that cultivator named Jiang Tingchao nor the Blood Spirit Whale imprisoned on Ruoquan Island.
"Neither True Person Su Xing, nor I, nor the junior brothers and sisters here knew about them.
"Because of Senior Brother Jiang, we had always taken a lenient and indulgent attitude toward Ruoquan Island.
"The only time Senior Brother Su Xing went inside was when he used the sect's supreme treasure, the Four Seasons Sundial, to help that Beaver fix time in place.
"What happened inside afterward, and what became of it, none of us knew."
Li Ye's expression shifted. He understood what