At noon, the sunlight was bright and warm, streaming down along the blue-green tiles and draping the earth in dazzling golden radiance.
Su Fan walked leisurely through the streets of Lingxiao Immortal City with his hands clasped behind his back.
He had nowhere to go now, so he could only settle temporarily in Lingxiao Immortal City.
There was nothing he could do about it. The Star Domain Alliance's armies and the Celestial Race were currently locked in a bloody battle across the Gantian Star Domain, and all the star-domain gates leading there had already been closed.
Su Fan entered a restaurant by the roadside, found a seat in the main hall, and ordered some of the establishment's signature dishes.
It was mealtime, and the restaurant's main hall was already packed with people. The place was noisy and bustling.
As he ate, Su Fan listened to the cultivators chatting in the hall.
But after listening for quite some time, he still heard nothing useful. After all, the intelligence sent back by Ruyi Pavilion was faster and more accurate.
Just as Su Fan was about to leave, the conversation among several cultivators at a nearby table caught his interest.
"Fourth Brother, have you heard? The Songhai Star Domain is recruiting cultivators to reclaim wasteland. Supposedly, the terms are exceptionally generous. Should we go and give it a try..."
"Oh, give it a rest. If it were really as good as they say, would a stroke of luck like that ever fall into our laps..."
"I've heard about it too. It wouldn't hurt to give it a try. Our cultivation realms have already reached a bottleneck. How much worse could the worst-case scenario really be..."
"Anyway, people like us will spend the rest of our lives this way if we keep loafing around