One month later.
Han Feng's figure quietly appeared outside the Tianxing Sect market.
During this past month, he did not rush on his way, instead taking a slightly roundabout route and changing his attire several times along the way. Only after confirming that no one was following him did he make his way back here.
He neither cared about nor intentionally inquired into the kind of monstrous uproar the death of the Blazing Demon Sect's young master had stirred up within Yuanwu Country and even the Demonic Path.
He had carefully checked the six Storage Bags he seized that day.
Those Storage Bags contained twenty-some magical instruments in total, and there was no lack of top-tier magical instruments among them.
There were also a few good talismans.
However, he could not take them out to sell for the time being.
It was also inconvenient to use them.
The remaining universal resources such as spiritual stones, medicinal pills, and materials yielded a bountiful harvest for him.
Especially the spiritual stones; Lian Feihua's Storage Bag alone contained over twenty thousand.
Added to those of the others, the total number of spiritual stones on Han Feng's person broke the thirty thousand mark in one fell swoop!
Among Foundation Establishment Cultivators, this definitely counted as being quite well-off.
Various kinds of medicinal pills were even more dazzling in their variety, enough for him to cultivate at full strength for half a year.
Han Feng paused briefly outside the market, changed into a common green robe, and restrained his aura to the early Foundation Establishment stage before stepping into the market.
He walked with familiar ease to the small courtyard rented by Xin Ruoyin.
He gently knocked on the door ring.
Before long, the courtyard door opened with a squeak to reveal a crack, exposing