Dwarf
Although Yi Yun had some idea of what the city was like from looking at the map, he was still amazed when he actually saw it. The city was so big that it was hard to imagine.
The city's single name has the word "", which is taken from the Wuling tribe. In the world of warriors, a city being named Wucheng itself is a symbol of the city's strength, otherwise it will only be ridiculed.
According to the map, Wucheng is divided into six major areas. Yi Yun is in the first area, which is characterized by numerous pharmacies. Yi Yun is here to find demon bones or medicinal herbs with the Dragon Emperor Bloodline in order to continue refining the pills needed for the <Dragon Emperor Art>.
Many of the medicinal herbs that Yi Yun needs are rare and priceless, but the Baiyue Divine Kingdom is so vast that it is not impossible to find them all.
Among the many groups entering the city, Yi Yun stood alone, inconspicuous. He also concealed his cultivation level at the Dao Palace Triple Layer. Even in the Baiyue Divine Kingdom, Venerables were not commonplace, especially since Yi Yun was so young. A Venerable walking on the street would always attract attention, and Yi Yun did not want to be noticed too much on the territory of the Wu Ling Clan.
Yi Yun was just about to wander around and try his luck when he suddenly felt a chilling sensation sweep across the street. A strange sense of danger rose in Yi Yun heart, making him gasp for breath.
He was startled and immediately used the Purple Crystal to gather all his energy. The sense of danger came too suddenly, and it happened on the streets of Wucheng.
Yi Yun ducked into a small teahouse, found a corner to sit down, concealed his aura, and dared not release his Spiritual Sense.
However, Yi Yun possesses Energy Vision, so even without projecting his Spiritual Sense, he can still observe his surroundings using his Energy Vision.
Under the Energy Vision, nothing could hide. Yi Yun saw that most people on this street were not highly skilled and not worth his attention.
But then he saw a person whose body was like a black hole, silently devouring the surrounding energy and laws.
This person was extremely short, like a dwarf. He wore a heavy cloak that covered his entire body, and his face was shrouded in shadow, making it impossible to see clearly. He had a thin force field around him that isolated him from the world.
If it weren't for Yi Yun's Energy Vision, it would be difficult to discover anything special about this person using only perception.
This person... must be a god-king, and definitely not an ordinary god-king.
Now that Yi Yun has broken through to the Venerable realm, he has some ability to judge a person's strength, and he also sensed a familiar aura from the person's recent perception...
Who is he?
Yi Yun searched his memory, and combined with the man's dwarf-like height, he remembered someone who made Yi Yun's heart skip a beat.
The Myriad Gods Ancestor!?
He's not dead!?
Yi Yun initially tended to believe that the Myriad Gods Ancestor was dead, but there were only a handful of gods who could give him a sense of familiarity, and the only one with a dwarf body was the Myriad Gods Ancestor. The Myriad Gods Ancestor originally looked like a Red-robed Boy, but his body had become completely old.
No matter how you look at it, this dwarf is most likely the Myriad Gods Ancestor.
The old serpent, who had nearly killed the Myriad Gods Ancestor of Myriad Gods Ancestor, chased him into the spatial turbulence, witnessed the old man's annihilation, and even obtained his Space Ring. But... the old man still managed to escape?
Thinking of this, Yi Yun felt a chill in his heart. This old bastard had far too many tricks up his sleeve; he had actually fooled the old snake.
Although Yi Yun was unsure of the old snake's strength, he was at least no weaker than the Grand Preceptor of the Baiyue Divine Kingdom.
The world has greatly underestimated Myriad Gods Ridge and the Myriad Gods Ancestor.
Thinking of all this, Yi Yun felt extremely depressed. When he first arrived in the Baiyue Divine Kingdom, he didn't take the Wu Ling Clan seriously. After all, the Yi Yun Wu Ling Clan members he encountered back then weren't very strong, and the possibility of being recognized was slim. But the Myriad Gods Ancestor was a different story. If this old guy recognized him, he would probably be devoured.
"Fortunately, because of the Wu Ling Clan, I was able to use the Star Shifting Heaven Book. That old guy probably never expected me to be here and didn't search carefully, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable."
The Star Shifting Heaven Book is extremely skilled in disguise. Even enemies a level higher than him would find it difficult to distinguish him. This is the reason why Yi Yun dares to stay in Wu City.
Yi Yun sat in the teahouse, concealing his aura and using his Energy Vision to watch the Myriad Gods Ancestor depart until his aura completely disappeared.
"It's a pity that Senior Old Snake isn't here..."
Yi Yun shook his head. He had stayed in the Nine Li Witch Kingdom for too long. The old snake had been gone for several years and he didn't know where it had gone.
Although Old Snake regarded Yi Yun as his junior, he couldn't follow Yi Yun as a bodyguard forever. He ultimately needed to heal his injuries, which was his obsession.
Yi Yun understood this and didn't want to keep troubling the old snake; ultimately, he had to rely on himself.
"Young man, would you like some tea? Or something to eat...?"
Just as Yi Yun was lost in thought, he suddenly heard an old voice.
Yi Yun then remembered that he had chosen a secluded teahouse to sit down so as not to attract attention, and the owner had naturally come to serve him.
Yi Yun sized up the shopkeeper. The old man had white hair and a very low cultivation level, only at the Origin Foundation Realm. This level could be considered the starting point of martial arts. Even in the lower realm, it was not a very high level. In the Baiyue Divine Kingdom, he was simply a mortal.
Of course, in any country in the Ruins of Return, even the Baiyue Divine Kingdom, the number of mortals far exceeds the number of martial artists—most people simply cannot practice martial arts.
However, it's rare to see an ordinary person as the manager of a shop in Wucheng. The rent for shops here is already very expensive, and shopkeepers are usually at the Dao Condensation Realm or even higher. This frail old man surprised Yi Yun greatly.
Moreover, this teahouse was quite shabby. The tables and chairs were made of ordinary wood, with no precious woods. As for what they sold, besides tea, there were some snacks, but they were all weak in Spiritual Qi, only slightly better than ordinary people's food.
Yi Yun scanned the area with his Spiritual Sense and was quite surprised. Martial City had such a place?
Such cheap tea and food cannot fetch a price, and probably no one will even bother to buy them.
In fact, Yi Yun was the only customer in the shop. He sat alone in the corner, almost blending into the shadows.
The old man noticed Yi Yun's expression, chuckled, and said, "I don't think you're here for tea, young man. You've probably run into some enemies, haven't you? Sit down and rest for a while."