"Damn! Could it be..." Xiaofei's expression changed slightly. A talisman slipped from his sleeve, and he began chanting an incantation. I looked at the cultivators flying toward us and raised a hand to stop him. "Xiaofei, there's no need to run."
"Senior Brother..." Seeing me say we did not need to leave, he froze for a moment, but quickly obeyed and put the talisman away.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you've come all the way outside the city to buy things?" a young voice asked. Zhang Xiaofei snorted and said, "What, are we not even free anymore?"
"That's not what I meant," the young voice replied. Then, in the blink of an eye, several presences—including that of the voice's owner—appeared before us!
I looked them over and discovered that these few Spirit Transformation cultivators were actually about the same age as Zhang Xiaofei and me. Did the Nine Provinces Realm still have an organization capable of nurturing youths like us? Or did this Anti-Divine-Character Alliance possess some mysterious, unknown existence beyond our imagination?
"Fellow Daoists, this is our first meeting. It is truly a great honor. The City Lord learned that several fellow Daoists had personally arrived and specifically ordered us to invite you back for a conversation. Would you be willing to do us the honor?" The young man who had spoken earlier spoke again, this time addressing us.
These four Spirit Transformation cultivators were dressed in an utterly unusual fashion. Li Poxiao, Yun Bingxin, and Du Yuchan exchanged glances. If I had not visited the Undersea Realm before, I probably would have stared in astonishment at their flamboyant clothes for quite some time.
"Who is your City Lord? And who are you?" Yun Bingxin asked warily.
There were two men and two women among the four young people, all around