After finishing his tribulation, Ling Tian prepared to return. After another long journey over mountains and rivers, he once again entered the Land of Freedom.
Ling Tian planned to head straight for the nearest Teleportation Formation, but Po Qiong stopped him. "Ling Tian, a fierce battle might be just the opportunity you need to break through in Mental Cultivation. There are so many hunting teams in the Land of Freedom—they're the best opponents for you. Stay here for a while."
Ling Tian nodded. He rather liked the Land of Freedom, at any rate, it was much better than the dull work of alchemy. Fang Lin and the others could already refine First-Revolution and Second-Revolution Immortal Pills, and they could make enough to trade for medicinal ingredients and the like. The Alchemy Workshop didn't need him to hurry back.
"Heh, and you can plunder those hunting teams, too. That'll get you cultivation manuals and secret techniques much faster than refining pills to trade for them." Po Qiong chuckled, his tone full of encouragement.
"I'm guessing that's the real reason you want me to stay in the Land of Freedom." Ling Tian shot back crossly. Even so, he changed course. The anticipation in his eyes made it clear that he was just as eager to rob those hunting teams.
Ling Tian had been prepared to make a big haul, but after entering the Land of Freedom, he encountered something that left him utterly puzzled.
Many hunting teams spotted him, but they didn't charge at him as they had before. Instead, they kept their distance. Quite a few cultivators looked at him with fear—and even a hint of disdain.
That's right, disdain. When Ling Tian saw their expressions clearly, he was stunned. For a moment, he couldn't figure out why all these hunting