The Power of an Identity

Wanling Market.

Chen Lin landed the Flying Boat well before they reached it, then flew at low altitude with the two sisters, reminding them of a few precautions along the way.

After a moment's thought, he took out two Jade Talismans.

"These Jade Talismans conceal your Divine Souls. Remember to keep them on you at all times. Do not take them off."

"Yes, Senior. We understand."

The two women obediently accepted the talismans and put them away.

Only then did Chen Lin feel at ease.

Even Spirit Transformation Cultivators could not detect the abnormalities in their souls, but Void Refinement Cultivators were said to visit this Market. To avoid trouble, he had no choice but to give them these two valuable Jade Talismans.

That meant he himself would have to rely on a Secret Art to conceal his Divine Soul.

The Market was built against a mountain and resembled an enormous city. A vast Illusion Array shrouded it; without the ability to see through illusions, one could not discover it at all.

There was probably a Defensive Formation as well, so visitors could enter only through designated points. Flying over it was even more out of the question.

"We're here."

Chen Lin descended beside an entrance and reminded them once more.

Although a Formation covered the Market, no one guarded the entrance. Management seemed fairly lax.

The three walked straight in. At once, the bustle within reminded Chen Lin of Central City.

Of course, the goods here could not match the quality of those in Central City, but the place was even livelier. There were clearly many cultivators in this world. A quick look around, however, showed that most were low-level cultivators; even Nascent Soul Cultivators were uncommon.

After spending half a day exploring the Market and getting his bearings,