Luo Heng stood there for a moment, going through the old man's words in his mind, and then picked up his feet and continued walking forward.
He had no destination, just wandering aimlessly, like any young man who had just arrived and was curious about everything.
There are a dazzling array of shops on both sides of the street, some selling elixirs, some selling weapons, some selling exercise scrolls, and some selling... people.
Luo Heng stopped for a moment in front of a "slave trading" shop.
The store has a small facade, and there are two big men with fierce auras standing at the door, both with Form Creation Stage cultivation.
Through the half-open door, one can see a dozen figures standing in the dim space inside, including men and women, old and young, all wearing black collars around their necks.
Those collars were engraved with complex Talisman Rune, which were obviously used to control slaves.
Luo Heng glanced over and stayed on one of the figures for a moment.
It was a girl who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with ragged clothes and messy hair, but her eyes were exceptionally clear, without the numbness and despair in the eyes of other slaves, but with a kind of... stubbornness.
Luo Heng withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.
He is not a saint, he cannot save everyone, nor does he want to.
What's more, in this land, any kind intention may become a fatal flaw.
After walking for about a stick of incense, Luo Heng stopped at the door of an inn.
"Youjian Inn".
The name is simple and crude, and the facade is ordinary, but there are many people coming in and out, and the atmosphere is not weak.
Luo Heng stepped in and walked in.
The first floor of the inn is a tavern with more than a dozen wooden tables, most of which are already occupied by people.
Some were sitting alone in a corner drinking quietly, some were making loud noises in small groups, and there were also a few strong men dressed as mercenaries who were bragging about the big deals they had done recently.
Luo Heng As soon as he entered the door, more than a dozen eyes were cast towards him.
There is exploration, vigilance, and the same greed as before... sizing up prey.
Without changing his expression, he walked straight to the counter.
There was a skinny old man sitting behind the counter, lowering his head and fiddling with his abacus. He lazily raised his head when he heard footsteps.
"Staying in a hotel?"
"Hmm."
"Three hundred Pure Yuan Pill a day, eight thousand five thousand per month." The old man quoted the price without even raising his eyelids.
Luo Heng was not interested in bargaining, so he took out eight thousand five hundred Pure Yuan Pill and put it on the counter.
A trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he looked up at him.
Eight thousand five hundred Pure Yuan Pill is not a small amount. Normally a Qi Creation Stage warrior would have to weigh it, but this young man took it out without blinking.
"Second floor, Heaven Number Three." The old man handed over a wooden sign and added, "Eating and drinking are not included in the calculation. Don't make trouble in the room. If you have to go out and fight."
Luo Heng took the wooden sign and turned to go upstairs.
Behind them, those eyes still did not move away, and a few even began to whisper.
"New face."
"Great Flame Dynasty is over there. Old Ghost Head just talked to him."
"What's the origin?"
"I can't see through it, it's a bit evil."
"It doesn't matter where he comes from, as long as he has money."
Luo Heng took those comments into his ears and his face remained calm.
The corridor on the second floor is much quieter than the first floor, with seven or eight rooms on each side.
Luo Heng found Heaven Number Three and pushed the door in.
The room is not big, but it is quite clean. It has a bed, a table, two chairs, and the window faces the alley behind.
He walked to the window, opened it, and took a look down.
The alley is deep and deserted.
Luo Heng nodded with satisfaction, closed the window, and sat down at the table.
He did not practice immediately, but sat quietly, but Spiritual Power had already spread, covering the entire inn.
This is a habit he has developed over the years. Whenever he enters a new environment, he first understands the surroundings.
The discussion in the tavern on the first floor continued, but the topic had moved away from him and elsewhere.
"Have you heard? Bloody Hand Li Tu Another ruthless person came over there. It is said that she was a woman. She killed seventeen people in one night."
"Ghost Crone is not at peace over there either. One of her concubines was chopped off and she is looking for someone all over the city."
"Mad Blade Duan Yue is recruiting people recently. It seems they are going to explore some ruins. The rewards are generous."
"Relics? What ruins?"
"I don't know, the information is tightly covered, and those who know are not ordinary people."
Luo Heng listened quietly and memorized this information one by one.
Bloody Hand Li Tu, Witch Yin Ji, Mad Blade Duan Yue are the three Nirvana Stage the old man mentioned.
This information may be useful to him.
Luo Heng took back Spiritual Power and began to close his eyes and rest.
It's only the first day, so don't rush.
Ruined City at night is actually more lively than during the day.
The streets were brightly lit, and people of all kinds were flowing in. The sounds of hawking, bargaining, and even occasional screams were intertwined.
Luo Heng went downstairs and found a corner seat on the first floor to sit down.
"What do you want to eat?" A boy who looked like a waiter ran over with a diligent attitude.
"Any two dishes and a bottle of wine."
"Okay!"
The boy ran away and soon came back with a plate of sauced pork, a plate of peanuts and a bottle of wine.
Luo Heng After taking a look at the food and wine, he poured himself a glass of wine, drank slowly, and glanced around seemingly casually.
There were more people in the tavern than during the day, and the seats were almost occupied.
He noticed that several people's eyes drifted towards him from time to time, their eyes flickering.
Luo Heng remained calm, continued drinking, and treated me as prey? You must be prepared to be killed.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the door of the tavern.
A man covered in blood stumbled in, his face pale and his eyes filled with fear.
"Save... save me..."
His voice was hoarse and he rushed towards the nearest table.
There were three strong men sitting at that table. The bald man at the head frowned and kicked the man away.
"Go away! Don't dirty my eyes!"
The man was kicked so hard that he rolled twice on the ground, struggled to get up, and threw himself at another table.
The people at the table also ignored him, and some even pulled out their knives and tried to chop him down.
The man was desperate and collapsed on the ground, trembling all over.
The people in the tavern were still eating and drinking, and no one looked at him twice.
Luo Heng held the wine glass and looked at this scene, his eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
He knows that this is the law of Ruined City.
Here, no one will save you for no reason.
Because the price of saving you may be that I also get involved.
Sure enough, not long after, several men in black rushed into the tavern, and without saying a word, dragged the man out.
The man struggled desperately and screamed, but to no avail.
Soon, the screams disappeared into the night.
The tavern became lively again, as if nothing had happened.
Luo Heng put down the glass, stood up, and walked to the counter.
"Checkout."
"Ten Pure Yuan Pill." Thin Old Man quoted the price.
The prices here are much more expensive than those outside, and can even be said to be outrageous, but it is normal, after all, the place is chaotic.
Luo Heng paid the money, turned around and went upstairs.
Behind him, those eyes still fell on him vaguely.
Luo Heng A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It seems that some people have regarded him as prey.
Then... let's see who is the prey.
Back in the room, Luo Heng didn't light the lamp, just sat quietly in the darkness.
Spiritual Power sensed that the owners of those glances had left the tavern and were gathering in an alley next door to discuss things in low voices.
"That kid lives at Heaven Number Three, alone."
"What cultivation level?"
"I can't see clearly, but at such a young age, how strong can I be?"
"Don't be careless. Old Ghost Head talked to him today. Old Ghost Head is a poisonous person. It's definitely not easy for him to take the initiative to talk to you."
"Old Ghost Head? That nosy old guy? What can he see? If you ask me, that kid is just a fool. He got a large sum of Pure Yuan Pill from nowhere and is here to seek death."
"Then... do you want to do it?"
"Do it! Wait until midnight and do it quickly. Don't alert others."
"Okay!"
Luo Heng took back Spiritual Power, and the smile on his lips became deeper.
Four people, two Great Mastery of the Form Creation Stage, two Small Success of the Form Creation Stage.
With this little strength, do you dare to become a hunter?
It seems that the level of these "hunters" from Ruined City is only average.
He ignored it, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice.
<Great Devouring Art> The advanced chapter is running slowly, and the Heaven and Earth Origin Energy around him are gathering towards him as if they are being pulled.
Although the vitality of Ruined City is complex, after the refining of Great Devouring Art, those complex parts are still transformed into pure vitality and integrated into the Dantian.
Seed of Creation slowly rotated, and the breath became more refined.
Time passes slowly.
After midnight, the whole Ruined City gradually became quiet.
Most of the lights on the street were extinguished, leaving only a few scattered lights swaying in the night wind.
Luo Heng opened his eyes and looked towards the door.
Footsteps sounded at the end of the corridor.
It's very light. If it weren't for his Spiritual Power power, he wouldn't be able to notice it at all.
The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the door.
After a moment of silence, a thin bamboo tube was inserted through the crack of the door, and a faint wisp of green smoke floated into the room.
Smoke.
Luo Heng sneered in his heart.
Do you dare to use such despicable means?
He held his breath and waited quietly.
The person outside the door waited for about a cup of tea, and after confirming that there was no movement in the room, he gently opened the door.
Four figures filed in, all holding bright swords in their hands.
"Do it!"
The bald man in the lead gave a low shout and rushed towards the bed first.
The long knife in his hand chopped it down hard!
However, the moment the blade fell, he was stunned.
The bed was empty, not even a human figure.
"Not good!"
Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.
A dark golden sword light suddenly lit up from the darkness!
Tai Xu Swordplay·Void Blade!
"Pfft--"
The sword light passed by, and the bald man's movements suddenly froze. A thin line of blood appeared on his throat, and he immediately fell on his back.
Until his death, he didn't see clearly how his opponent made a move.
The expressions of the remaining three people changed drastically, and they wildly waved their weapons and slashed at where the sword light came from.
But the sword light was too fast and weird. Every time it flashed, one person fell down.
After three breaths
Four corpses lay on the ground, and the smell of blood filled the whole room.
Luo Heng stood in the darkness, not a drop of blood on Silver Feather Sword.
He lowered his head and glanced at the corpse on the ground, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
This is his first battle in Ruined City.
But it's by no means the last battle.
He took Silver Feather Sword back into his body, and with a wave of his hand, the four corpses Spatial Pouch were collected into System Space, and he threw the four corpses outside the inn.
The blood stains were also evaporated cleanly by Primal Energy.
The room returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
He looked out the window at the dark red night sky in the distance, with a faint smile on his lips.
Ruined City, it is indeed a good place.
Early the next morning.
Luo Heng went downstairs and found a seat on the first floor to sit down.
"It's still the same." He said to the waiter.
The waiter was stunned for a moment, and then responded enthusiastically, "Okay! Wait a moment, sir!"
Soon, sauced meat, peanuts, and wine were placed on the table one by one.
Luo Heng ate slowly, looking around.
There were fewer people in the pub than last night, but it was still lively.
He noticed that the eyes that once stared at him in the corner were gone today.
Instead, there are some new eyes.
He still has the same look as he is sizing up his prey.
Luo Heng smiled secretly in his heart.
It seems that the disappearance of the four "hunters" yesterday did not attract too many people's attention.
In other words, in this Ruined City, missing a few people is nothing at all.
This is better, it allows him to be a "prey" and hunt me to his heart's content!
He put down his wine glass, stood up, and walked out of the inn.
The streets were busy with people coming and going.
Luo Heng merged into the crowd and walked towards the west of the city.
Last night, he learned a piece of information from the memories of those four people. There was Underground Trading Market in the west of the city, which specialized in trading some shady things.
Maybe there will be something he wants there.
As for those four people?
In this land, it is normal for the hunter to kill the prey, or for the prey to kill the hunter.
He quickly adapted to the rules here.
After all, he had killed no fewer than three hundred people.
What's the difference if there are four more?