"Th-this is..."
Yan San Zhan's hands began to tremble.
Instinctively, he wanted to cry out, but when the words reached his lips, he realized that some things truly could not be spoken aloud.
"Thank you."
Yan San Zhan drew a deep breath, clasped his fists, and bowed to Qin Shaofeng.
Qin Shaofeng's willingness to give him this divine pattern had already indirectly acknowledged his identity.
He had indeed helped Qin Shaofeng conceal his tracks.
Yet this gain truly far exceeded what he had given, by far too much.
After all, Qin Shaofeng possessed that legendary sort of ability.
Saying no more, he hurriedly left.
Qin Shaofeng stood where he was and pondered for a moment. When Yan Heng and the others returned, he asked Yan Heng for a map of the surrounding area and headed out of the Yan Lineage estate.
Since he needed the Yan Lineage to work for him, he naturally could not stand by and watch them suffer an accident.
Still, he needed to think carefully about how to make his move.
The Demon Domain's control over cultivation was simply too strict. If a Sage Realm expert suddenly appeared, or the Demon Mountain Sect suddenly vanished without a trace, it would be impossible not to arouse suspicion.
But if he made the move himself, it would be different.
After leaving the Yan Lineage castle, he headed directly for the nearest city.
He made a round through every shop.
When he left the city again, he was already dressed in a rain cape and a bamboo hat, with a broadsword strapped across his back. His build had become three parts more imposing, broad-backed and bear-waisted, very much like the Rogue Cultivators who often roamed the various Dangerous Zones.
Especially after he activated the Spirit of Myriad Transformations divine