At noon, the sky was clear as if washed clean, and the sun hung high overhead. Warm sunlight poured down like a golden waterfall, surging over the ancient blue bricks and tiles.
A gentle breeze brushed past, like an invisible hand teasing all things beneath the heavens.
Under the dazzling sunlight, the shadows of the luxuriant branches and leaves turned into lively patches of light. They swayed softly across the ground, shifting and interweaving into a mottled tapestry of light and shadow.
Su Fan stepped through the slightly worn wooden door of the inn and onto the main street of Autumn Leaf Market Town.
He wandered aimlessly through the bustling market town.
This was a market town in the northwest of Manggu Heaven called Autumn Leaf Market Town, and it was a temporary foothold Qin Yu had carefully arranged for him.
In a few days, he might board a flying ship here, leave Manggu Heaven, and smuggle himself into another mid-tier world.
He ambled slowly down the street, his gaze sweeping casually over the rows of shops on either side before finally stopping in front of an eatery.
Su Fan stepped inside. The dining hall was noisy and clamorous, and with mealtime in full swing, densely packed cultivators filled every table and chair.
He frowned, found a seat among the crowd, raised his hand to summon a waiter, and ordered several dishes of Spirit Food.
For now, he waited absentmindedly for the food to be served, listening to the conversations of the surrounding cultivators.
"Have you heard? The one at the top of the Demon Slaying Ranking was ambushed by the Celestial Race at the True Demon Divine Sect a few days ago..."
"The Celestial Race is far too arrogant. How dare they come to cause trouble in our Manggu