Does It Look Good?

Half a month later!

Luochuan River flowed ceaselessly, its waters rushing fiercely. Trees on both banks grew lush and verdant, yet hardly anyone cultivated these fertile lands.

That was because this was Chongzhou, where the Devil Dao flourished most—and the great province most ravaged by chaos.

Not only did the common people struggle to live here, but even commerce was far inferior to that in the other great provinces, let alone Qingzhou.

A merchant ship sailed upstream along Luochuan River. A large golden character was emblazoned on the flag hanging high above it, along with a family crest. It represented the merchant caravan of the Jin Household of An City. They were a cultivator lineage and a local aristocratic clan, capable of doing business with the orthodox path and bold enough to do business with the Devil Dao as well. They thrived on both sides of the divide.

The various Devil Sects, great and small, in Chongzhou also needed resources from the outside world, so they generally did not obstruct these merchant caravans.

Of course, robberies and massacres targeting merchant caravans occurred from time to time. Not every demonic cultivator could restrain themselves, and every Devil Sect's territory was different. Killing and looting on someone else's turf, then pinning the blame on them, was something many demonic cultivators never tired of doing.

Thus, merchant caravans entering Chongzhou all took enormous risks. Those with the means would hire some Rogue Cultivators, adding them to the cultivators trained by their lineage to improve their own safety.

The Jin Household's merchant ship had just such a group of hired Rogue Cultivators aboard.

"Hey, have you heard? Something major happened in Chongzhou recently."

On the deck, more than a dozen Rogue Cultivators admired the scenery of Luochuan River while chatting among themselves.

"What happened?