Molten Fire City.
The crimson city walls warped slightly in the heat haze, while the air was thick with the stench of sulfur.
Jiang Ping An arrived at the city gate and looked up at the massive stone plaque, blackened by smoke and fire. The three words "Molten Fire City" seemed as though they were still burning.
He did not linger. He quickly passed through the bustling crowd and entered the city.
After entering the city, he casually found a large cultivation ground and prepared to enter seclusion to heal his injuries.
His condition was terrible now. He urgently needed a safe place to recover.
Yet when he went to pay at the front desk, he encountered an extremely awkward problem.
He was out of money.
During his previous battle with Lan Jie, all the God Source Stones and Spirit King Pills he could use for trade had been depleted in the life-and-death struggle.
All he had left were some non-tradable pills and the divine weapons he had seized from Lü Xiao and his son.
Fortunately, he still had those spoils of war.
Jiang Ping An turned and left the cultivation ground, heading to a nearby shop with a sign that read "Divine Weapon Buyback."
He exchanged several decent-quality divine weapons for some urgently needed Spirit King Pills and basic cultivation resources.
Although the price had been driven very low, he had no time to haggle over such matters.
With the resources he had traded for, he returned to the cultivation ground. Only after successfully paying the fee did he enter the Cultivation Room assigned to him.
The first thing Jiang Ping An did after entering was not sit down in a hurry. Instead, he released his Divine Sense and carefully inspected the entire Cultivation Room.
After confirming there were