Xunjiang City, being close to the former imperial capital of Feng Kingdom, could be considered prosperous, with a great flow of people.
Teahouses and taverns were filled with bustling figures.
Cries of hawking rang out endlessly along the streets. Peddlers and laborers drifted about in search of a living. A mere ten-li-long street displayed the brightly lit mortal world in all its vivid splendor.
"The mortal world... it's been a long time."
Looking at the bustling, noisy street in the heart of the city, Li Qing couldn't help but mutter to himself.
After entering the Cultivation World for so many years, returning once more to the mundane mortal realm stirred something faintly within his state of mind.
Having sought the Immortal Dao for so many years, as he looked upon this street brimming with the breath of everyday life, he actually felt as though a lifetime had passed.
Though the spiritual energy in the world was thin, making this a truly impoverished land of spiritual energy, Li Qing felt not a trace of discomfort here. On the contrary, he enjoyed it greatly.
"Now that I've arrived here, I can relax for the time being." Li Qing let out a long breath, and the pressure of Tianhe Sect's pursuit fell to its lowest point.
With light, carefree steps, he threaded through the crowded streets.
From time to time, petty thieves with sticky fingers reached toward the Storage Bag at Li Qing's waist, intending to steal it as though it were a purse.
Of course, if a former Martial Arts Grandmaster truly had his purse stolen so easily, it would be a laughingstock.
Without leaving a trace, Li Qing brushed away those dishonest hands while leaving behind a trace of Transforming Energy. Only after quite some time would the force erupt, swelling