"Kid, I forgot to tell you—the Runes came from the Upper Realm. Whatever you do, do not try to copy them. This domain cannot withstand it..."
At that moment, an old man's thought entered Su Fan's mind.
What the hell...
You should have said so sooner.
"Senior, I understand..."
"I suffered a great loss back then too. I almost had my Cave Mansion leveled. Take another careful look at the Runes I collected in the Jade Slip..."
The old man's other thought echoed through Su Fan's mind once more.
Su Fan picked up the Jade Slip and pressed it against his forehead. Only then did he discover that the final stroke of every Rune in the Jade Slip was missing a tiny bit.
The commotion in the courtyard had boiled over like smoke from a cauldron, and the enormous explosions had alarmed the entire inn.
Dim yellow lights came on one after another behind the window lattices. The cultivators who had thrown on their robes and come out all gathered around, their discussions rising and falling one after another.
Su Fan gave a bitter smile. He could not stay here any longer.
He wiped away the winding trail of blood at the corner of his mouth and drew a deep breath. The spiritual energy around him surged like an angry tide, and his figure dissipated into the night like blue smoke, leaving only a scene of utter devastation behind.
When Su Fan's figure appeared again, he was already standing on the crowded streets of the marketplace.
"Senior, I'm leaving..."
"Go..."
After receiving the other's reply through their shared thoughts, Su Fan turned around and glanced once more in the direction of that courtyard before walking toward the marketplace's Teleportation Hall.
The next morning, Senior Sister Bingli and the junior sister