Decision

Chen Lin returned to his immortal cave, his mind weighed down with worries.

It was not because of the killing intent, but because of the trading convention Qian Li had mentioned.

Markets often held trading conventions. The market in Guyuan City had held them before, drawing large numbers of cultivators and bringing out plenty of rare treasures.

In truth, he was quite willing to attend gatherings like this, where he could buy many treasures that were normally unavailable.

But he also had a concern.

With the Qingyang Sect's influence, this trading convention was bound to be enormous. Not only cultivators from Yan Country, but even those from other countries might come.

He feared running into his enemies from Guyuan City.

Chen Lin's brows knitted tightly, and he hesitated.

His appearance had changed drastically, making him look like an entirely different person. Even his aura had changed after the Reliquary infused his body with power. In theory, no one should recognize him.

But nothing in this world was absolute. His experiences during this time had taught him that he could not approach problems with the mindset of his previous life. This was the Immortal Cultivation World, where any bizarre thing could happen.

After weighing the pros and cons, Chen Lin finally sighed.

"Forget it. I won't attend. Better not let extra branches grow from this affair. I'll just stay in my immortal cave and cultivate in seclusion!"

In the end, caution prevailed, and he abandoned the idea of attending the trading convention.

He had ample resources now, and there was nothing he absolutely had to buy at the convention. His immediate priority was to raise his cultivation and leave Yan Country as soon as possible.

Having made his decision, Chen Lin cast aside his distracting thoughts and began crafting talismans and