After Chen Mobai finished strolling around North Abyss City, he headed toward North Abyss Mountain Peak in satisfaction.
Suddenly, he saw someone.
It was a male cultivator with a thin, sharp-featured face, neither tall nor short, looking utterly ordinary. His cultivation gave off the fluctuations of Qi Refining.
But this appearance and build were all disguise. Chen Mobai could tell at a glance that this person was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and his cultivation was extremely powerful, almost at the level of Foundation Establishment Perfection.
If it had been someone he did not know, Chen Mobai probably would have just glanced at him, left a mark, and let that be that.
But this person instead aroused his curiosity.
Hong He was looking over a stall. He had come to buy pills that could raise his cultivation, but how could anything useful to him possibly be found at a stall?
However, he was only passing the time. The main point was to see some Exchange Meetings between fellow Daoists that evening.
After buying a type of Second Grade Medicinal Ingredient, Hong He rose and was just about to leave when, all of a sudden, his pupils went wide.
Chen Mobai stood before him, smiling faintly.
Hong He instinctively wanted to flee, but when he thought of the realm this sect master before him had now reached, his entire body seemed to have been struck by a tightening-hoop curse, and he froze rigidly in place.
"Come with me!"
Hearing these three words, Hong He let out a slight breath of relief.
Chen Mobai had already turned around. Hong He did not dare flee either, and with a respectful expression, he followed the Nascent Soul Cultivator ahead of him toward North Abyss Mountain Peak.
"Have you been doing well in the years