Wang Qing Prefecture's market had grown far livelier since the previous Prefect Wang had broken through to Nascent Soul. On the streets, Purple Mansion cultivators, rarely seen in ordinary times, had become much more common.
Some of them had broken through in the past sixty-odd years.
Others had rushed over from other prefectures.
After all, Prefect Wang was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the current prefect was his only daughter.
If they passed through Wang Qing Prefecture to hunt down demonic cultivators in Demon Gate Prefecture and acquire resources, their safety was far better assured than before.
Having a Nascent Soul patron and being able to rely only on Prefecture Lord Liu were worlds apart, as distant as clouds from mud.
Of course, quite a few people were using the occupation of Demon Gate Prefecture as a pretext while secretly continuing their search for the remnants of the Hundred Beasts Sect.
The Hundred Beasts Sect had been a Golden Core sect and, moreover, a Beast Taming Sect. Many cultivators still dreamed of obtaining the sect's remaining treasures.
Even if they could not obtain the inheritance of its secret realm, merely killing a few core disciples among the Hundred Beasts Sect's remnants could bring great gains in their eyes.
After all, even a starved camel was bigger than a horse.
At that moment, within the central palace of Wang Qing Prefecture, Prefect Wang sat before his chair. Beside him were Wang Shiyun and several Golden Core cultivators whom he trusted deeply.
The reason they had gathered here was naturally to discuss the Sky Sand Sect's movements in recent days.
"Father, do you think Fellow Daoist Qian Chen may have broken through? But he has no Nascent Soul Treasure Medicine—how could he have broken through in such a short time?" Like the