(This transition will last a few more chapters; after that, the main body will take center stage.)
This was a very ordinary-looking hall. Inside its lofty, spacious interior, a middle-aged cultivator in a black leather robe sat alone on a wooden couch.
At this moment, Qin Fengming and Hua Huanfei stood before the middle-aged cultivator.
Just as Qin Fengming had expected, Prefect Zhong of Tianji Prefecture was also merely a Profound Tier peak existence. He was not a Mahayana.
From Hua Huanfei, Qin Fengming had also learned that there were no Mahayana cultivators in Tianji Land.
There were only a handful of them across the entire Aoteng Interface. Moreover, those Mahayana Existences would never interfere in disputes within the Aoteng Interface.
That was because the Mahayana ranks did not consist solely of cultivators from the Seven Lands. There were also existences born of Ao Beasts and Vine Demons. Both sides had long since reached a certain tacit understanding and would not participate in such low-level struggles.
"You're saying there truly aren't any Ao Beasts or Vine Demons outside the white mist right now?"
After listening to Qin Fengming, the middle-aged cultivator—whose gloomy face was shrouded in a faint Yin haze—fixed Qin Fengming with a sharp gaze and asked in a very low, sinister voice.
"Whether there are still Ao Beasts and Vine Demons outside the white mist, this Qin does not know. However, this Qin can guarantee that the regions I passed through have no Ao Beasts or Vine Demons at present. If Senior still does not believe me, you can send cultivators in to investigate."
Qin Fengming gave a slight cupping of his fists and spoke with absolute certainty.
The middle-aged cultivator stared coldly at Qin Fengming with a sinister gaze, saying nothing for a moment.
"Prefect Zhong, Fellow