After Xiao Jingshan left, Chen Lin's expression darkened.
The Tianluo Race's sacrificial ceremony seemed rather unusual this time. There were people in the settlement who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years and experienced several such ceremonies, but none had ever caused such a stir.
Before it had even begun, quite a few cultivators had already disappeared.
Some had even vanished into thin air without leaving the settlement!
The higher-ups could no longer sit still. Worried that everyone would be sacrificed once the ceremony began, they decided to send teams out to investigate the Tianluo Race's movements.
It was not just their Three Kings Grotto. Other settlements would also send people to explore the nearby villages.
And he had been assigned to one of those teams.
Chen Lin returned to his room and fell into thought.
An outsider was an outsider, after all. No matter how many gifts he gave, it made no difference. Things had been fine in ordinary times, but now that survival was at stake, they had immediately pushed him out.
Still, he did not particularly care. He had planned to leave anyway. The Tianluo Race's methods were unfathomable, and staying inside the grotto was not safe either. There was even the risk of everyone being wiped out in one fell swoop. He would be safer alone in the wilderness.
This worked out nicely. Otherwise, applying for a token to leave would have been a hassle.
Time was tight. Afraid he might cause trouble, Xiao Jingshan had deliberately waited until the last moment to notify him. They would depart in half an hour. After thinking for a while, Chen Lin packed his belongings and left the courtyard.
"Lord Chen!"
"My lord!"
When he reached the designated location, Chen Lin saw Meng Hezhang, his son, and