Fang Jin seemed like a warmhearted older brother, and from their conversation, Lin Bai felt that he was not a bad person.
Fang Jin's cultivation had reached the complete Yin Saint realm. Compared with Lin Bai's current ninth-level Yin Saint realm, he was an entire realm higher.
Lin Bai followed Fang Jin. Before long, outside the borders of the Litian Dynasty, he saw a massive mountain range covered in densely packed buildings, with countless martial artists weaving in and out among them.
Many spirit boats also rose from the ground and entered Mangshan Ridge.
This should be Mangshan Town, the place Fang Jin had mentioned.
"We'll first go see whether any merchant guilds need to recruit more people. If they do, we'll try to join their merchant-guild convoy," Fang Jin said with a chuckle.
"Why would a merchant guild need to recruit more people?" Lin Bai asked curiously.
Fang Jin said, "Heh heh, Brother Dongfang, outside the borders of every dynasty, there's basically a place like Mangshan Ridge. Countless desperate outlaws who don't value their lives block the roads and rob travelers!"
"Of course, merchant guilds are their biggest targets!"
"Every time a merchant guild sets out, some of the experts it dispatches will naturally die along the way. When the merchant guild feels that it lacks the strength to cross the border, it'll stop and recruit more people!"
Fang Jin finished explaining.
Lin Bai nodded in sudden understanding.
Lin Bai understood now as well. The merchant guilds across the Southern Lands were not all as powerful as the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. Many merchant guilds did not even have branches across the Southern Lands.
The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion was different. It was said that wherever martial artists gathered, there would definitely be a branch of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion!
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