Li the God of Slaughter?

It was only an offhand remark from True Person Ducang.

But the man who held sway over Chenping Continent had that much influence.

After the two Immortal Cultivators, both dressed in light-gray Daoist robes, left the Liaolong ferry port, their destination was simple.

Huangquan City.

It was now the largest and most prosperous city in Liaolong.

A place of pilgrimage for countless Immortal Cultivators from Chenping Continent.

Huangquan City was also home to a branch of Yulai Tower, now the largest intelligence organization on Chenping Continent.

Li Haowen wanted to visit Yulai Tower's Huangquan City branch first. He needed to learn how matters on Chenping Continent had changed during the week he had spent aboard a ferry from Whirlwind City's port to Liaolong's, then decide how to return to the Empty Mountain Sect.

Huangquan City was unlike an ordinary mortal town. A faint fragrance of spirit herbs and pills lingered in the air, enough to make one wonder whether the mortals who lived there enjoyed lives ten or twenty years longer than those in other towns.

Apart from Fusheng City, suspended offshore from Chenping Continent, Huangquan City—on the border between the Western Regions and the Southern Region—was the place that most resembled a city of immortals.

Of every ten people walking its streets, two or three were Immortal Cultivators in Daoist robes, and most were far from weak.

Martial Spring Realm, Qi Sea Realm... One could even occasionally encounter a few Spirit Realm cultivators.

Yulai Tower stood in Huangquan City's bustling center.

It was an eleven-story pavilion built for Immortal Cultivators.

Without hesitation, Li Haowen led He Qingling into the teahouse.

"Fellow Daoists!"

A young cultivator in blue-green Daoist robes came to greet them. Li Haowen glanced his way and immediately recognized that he was at the Martial Spring