A Fine Candidate for Cultivation

Though he had yet to grasp the profound mysteries of the Tai Shang Eighty-One Transformations and had not begun cultivating it, Adam still followed local custom and shaped a cloud beneath his feet as he flew.

"Next, I'm heading to Chang Liu."

Having left Tai Bai Mountain, he had already copied the Tai Bai Sect's cultivation manuals and the Illusory Thought Bell. Next, he needed to change course for Chang Liu Mountain.

As for Xia Zixun and the Bu Yuan Cauldron, he planned to wait until Flower Wandering was fully compiled before trying to see whether he could lure both her and the divine artifact into the Flower Wandering Sect.

That way, his Flower Wandering Sect would not only possess a divine artifact openly, but also recruit an exalted Immortal.

It could be said that from the very moment of its founding, it would rank among the great sects of the immortal realm.

"Hmm?"

Adam halted in midair and looked below. He sensed one of the masks he had once released.

"What a coincidence."

Although he had distributed a full million masks, intending to eventually refine the Ten Thousand Realms of Mortal Dust,

the Six Realms were vast. Once a million masks were truly scattered, they were like stars filling the sky—seemingly numerous, yet the distance from one to another was anything but close.

Moreover, combined with the power of Fate Cards, these masks would actively seek out those rich in emotion and destined to undergo tremendous emotional upheavals. Such people generally did not appear in ordinary marketplaces.

The reality was that, compared to immortals, cultivators, and Demonic Beasts, mortals had far less leisure to lose themselves in emotion.

The necessities of life wore away at the passions in one's heart. Even if waves roiled within, they still had to