Han Country, Xin Yuan County—this was the largest county under Beast Spirit Sect's rule.
It covered a vast area, with numerous spirit mountains and no small number of mortals.
There was also a market throughout the county, and beyond that market lay a Spirit Herb Garden.
Ye Tengxi's Flying Puppet had taken on the appearance of an ordinary cultivator. At this moment, it leisurely rode a Flying Sword toward the market.
Only when it reached the market did it descend from the sky.
Because it was a Flying Puppet, it wore a Spirit Isolation Veil and rode a Flying Sword, drawing the attention of quite a few cultivators. Some even sent voice transmissions to question it.
"Fellow Daoist, you look unfamiliar. Are you here to attend the Xin Yuan Assembly?"
"No. I merely came to buy a few treasures. I have never heard of the Xin Yuan Assembly." Though the Flying Puppet's voice could change, voice transmission came from the divine soul, so there was naturally no danger of being exposed.
As for the other party's question, he followed the family's teachings: if it was not crucial information, he could tell the truth.
If he claimed to know about it when he did not, he would likely only arouse greater suspicion.
Sure enough, after hearing Ye Tengxi's words, the other party's guard dropped considerably. Even the divine sense lingering around him lessened.
"This Xin Yuan Assembly is hosted by Lu Yuan Shangren. By then, twelve Purple Mansions and several hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators will attend. The number of cultivators present may reach three thousand..."
Yet Ye Tengxi's interest plummeted at the introduction. He even wanted to mock it inwardly.
Three thousand cultivators, barely over a dozen Purple Mansions, and they dared call it an assembly?
Still, he knew he could