After parting with Lan Xue'er, Qin Fengming did not fly toward Great Liang Kingdom. Instead, he turned around and shot toward a Marketplace from Cultivator Wang's memories.
Although Qin Fengming had learned some details about the borderlands of Deqing Empire from Cultivator Wang's memories, they were extremely incomplete. Therefore, he decided it would be best to make some inquiries first.
A Marketplace was naturally a place where cultivators gathered, and news traveled especially quickly there.
Standing at the entrance to the Marketplace, Qin Fengming looked slightly surprised. The scene he remembered, with only a few shops, had undergone a complete transformation.
The Marketplace was now lined with grand halls. With a cursory glance, he saw no fewer than sixty or seventy shops. Many of them had been built with extraordinary magnificence, and cultivators streamed in and out without end. Moreover, Core Formation cultivators, who had once been exceedingly rare here, now made up the majority.
Qin Fengming did not enter any of the shops. Instead, he went straight into a particularly tall and conspicuous restaurant. After casually ordering several dishes, he sat down in the main hall and poured himself drink after drink.
With his cultivation suppressed to the peak of Foundation Establishment, he naturally attracted no one's attention.
Although it was not yet mealtime, most cultivators could already practice Grain Abstinence, so whether it was mealtime or not made no difference. The main hall already held more than a dozen cultivators, who were eating heartily and talking animatedly.
"Daoist Wang, I heard that more than ten days ago, a sixth-grade Nine-headed Serpent really did appear in Myriad Serpent Valley. But which sect ultimately captured it?"
The speaker was a bald mendicant.
"Hmph. Brother Gu, don't bother thinking about it. How could a spiritual creature like that be touched by