Four Seas Trading Firm

Chen Lin followed the Meat Ball up the steps and out of the room. He found himself in a stretch of barren mountains, but the Meat Ball had already vanished.

He did not dare linger. Picking a direction at random, he kept fleeing. He had no idea whether the explosion had killed the skeletal old man; for all he knew, the man might come after him.

But he had lost all his Mana and could only run on foot. He had eaten nothing, and his body was terribly weak. Before long, he could run no farther.

With no other choice, Chen Lin hid in a secluded spot, found a few wild fruits to stave off hunger, and made himself a rough set of clothes from leaves and vines.

After that, he traveled in fits and starts. To his surprise, he made it out of the mountains and reached a main road.

He was covered in mud, and his leaf clothes had fallen apart into scraps. He looked like a wild man. Fortunately, his body's density had not changed, and it remained tough. Otherwise, after so long in the mountains, he would have been a bloody mess.

"Dad, there's a monster over there!"

A wooden cart pulled by a horned creature approached from the distance. An old man and a boy rode in it, and the boy spotted Chen Lin from far away and immediately cried out.

Chen Lin saw them too. He stopped and waved for help.

With his body's current toughness, ordinary people and most Martial Artists posed no threat. Even low-level cultivators could do little to him. These two needed a cart to travel, so they could not be High-Tier Practitioners. There was no need to be overly wary.

But to his surprise, the moment they saw him,