Qin Fengming had come to the Qingyang Sea Region precisely to draw the Qingyang Sect's attention. Now that his goal had been achieved, he cheerfully followed several hundred Qingyang Sect Pill Dao cultivators as they flew toward the Qingyang Sect.
For a time, countless cultivators cupped their fists toward Qin Fengming to see him off, every face showing a courteous expression.
More than sixty million immortal Spirit Stones—Qin Fengming had said he did not want them and simply returned them to the gathered cultivators. This immediately reversed their view of him. Even those cultivators who had once lost to Qin Fengming no longer bore any hatred toward him now.
A man whom five Saint Masters had politely invited at once grew lofty in the hearts of the gathered cultivators.
After Qin Fengming left and vanished from sight, the discussions about him in the Marketplace did not disappear. A man incomparably proficient in formations, talisman crafting, beast taming, and the Pill Dao was someone none of them had ever seen before. There was rich material for talk, worthy of being passed on.
The Qingyang Sect stood on a large island. The island was extremely vast, with mist shrouding its edges. Qin Fengming could not sense any overly dense aura of restrictions, but for a sect with three Dao Lord Mighties holding it down, even without restrictions guarding it, few would dare fly about recklessly on this island.
Qin Fengming traveled with the five Saint Masters, while Dong Qian and Ding Yuan followed close behind. Even now, the two men's hearts still surged, hard to suppress. If they had not followed Qin Fengming, they would never in this life have had the chance to come into such close contact and travel together with Dao Lords and Pill Dao Saint Masters.
Without realizing