Several days passed in the blink of an eye, and Su Fan moved from one temporary foothold to another.
In the end, he chose a remote market town and decided to conceal himself there.
This place was like a forgotten corner of the mortal world. The streets were permeated with an old and primitive air, and the bluestone roads were mottled from years of wear. Shops stood in rows on either side, yet all of them exuded a hint of desolation.
In the distance, mountain ranges rose and fell in endless succession, resembling a slumbering giant dragon and adding a measure of tranquility and mystery to the market town.
More than a thousand li from here stood an immortal city. The Teleportation Array within it was like a mysterious gateway that could lead straight to the immortal city nearest the Archaic Secret Realm.
Compared with other regions, this place was relatively isolated. However, a Teleportation Array leading to the Archaic Secret Realm happened to be located nearby, which had undoubtedly become the key reason Su Fan chose to hide here.
Relying on one of his identities from Archaic Heaven, he found an inn in the market town.
Every day, Su Fan happily secluded himself within his Portable Secret Realm, as though he had stepped outside the mortal world.
As for Zhao Shuo, Su Fan had mercilessly locked him inside the Gathering Yin Secret Realm, where he endured Ghost Qi surging like thick, churning ink, along with icy Yin winds that sounded like the wails of countless vengeful spirits.
Su Fan felt no ripples in his heart toward this family's wastrel. In his eyes, Zhao Shuo was nothing more than a chess piece for completing the Ruyi Pavilion's mission.
So long as Zhao Shuo could lead him into the Archaic Secret