The Terrifying Chen Xixi

Hanyu wandered around aimlessly. With Muzi Li's abilities, if he could find Hanyu all the way from the Southern Border to the Eastern Territory, there was no way he couldn't find him on this island.

So Hanyu had never even considered waiting in one place.

In terms of local customs, the lands overseas were indeed very different from the Central Continent.

But in terms of lifestyle, they were actually quite similar.

After wandering around for a while, Hanyu quickly lost interest.

The place was only about the size of a prefecture in the Central Continent, two at most.

Perhaps cultivators who had never truly explored this place would say the biggest difference lay in their methods of cultivation.

But Hanyu wasn't particularly interested in finding out. Maybe he would have been before, but now, as the Artifact Spirit put it, there wasn't a single one who could put up a fight.

Without realizing it, Hanyu wandered farther and farther until he suddenly froze in front of a small stall.

Rows of black cases were neatly arranged on the stall, their distinctive metallic sheen glimmering in the sunlight.

Cold Bincast Iron!

It was unique to the Mo Family. Hanyu could never mistake it, and he even had one of these cases in his Sea of Consciousness!

A flying artifact designed by Mo Xiuwen!

How could he possibly see one in a place like this?

As he approached, he saw a young man dressed like a scholar sitting in front of the stall, looking bored out of his mind. Whenever a cultivator came over to ask the price, he could be heard replying impatiently.

"Buy it if you want. If you don't, get lost!"

Beside the scholar sat a simple-minded young Daoist and a pretty young woman. They looked equally listless.

Hanyu's