To his surprise, Qingchuan Plain was far more chaotic than Autumn Wind Plain, nearly lawless. He had barely landed in a marketplace when several threatening voice transmissions reached him. Clearly, they had seen him traveling alone and wanted to squeeze some benefits out of him.
Xu Yi ignored them. At once, three groups—more than a dozen people in all—closed in around him.
"They're looking for trouble!"
Xu Yi smiled faintly and released a wisp of his split soul, sending it straight through his brow. In an instant, a mass of dark, dense resentment, almost tangible, appeared above his head.
"This... How many people has he killed? How can this be..."
"His resentment has taken solid form, every strand pitch-black. Those he killed were clearly all Soul Sensing Realm experts. Such terrifying resentment—could he be the legendary Hundred Man Kill?"
"Senior, Senior! We failed to recognize a true expert. Please, Senior, forgive us..."
"..."
Xu Yi had no time to waste on this rabble. He brushed them aside and strode forward. To avoid further trouble, he simply kept the resentful soul visible, as if a thick black pillar of smoke were rising above his head.
The smoke pillar proved astonishingly effective. No one dared block him wherever he went, and the bustling marketplace parted around him like water cleaved in two.
Before long, Xu Yi found a shop called Yuqing Hall and stepped inside. Notably, its signboard was a rare white.
Half an incense stick later, Xu Yi walked out of Yuqing Hall. The shop promptly closed its doors for good.
After leaving Yuqing Hall, Xu Yi went to a merchant association that operated teleportation arrays. Half an hour later, he was back in Autumn Wind Plain.
As for why Xu Yi could wander around so freely with a great battle