Chen was indeed vast. From Ye Tian's current location, it would still take several days to reach its capital, Jianshui City.
To be safe, Ye Tian did not choose to fly directly. He had already delayed for quite some time, so a few more days made little difference.
Following the directions of mountain folk and woodcutters he encountered along the way, Ye Tian arrived at the nearest small town.
The town was not large, but because it was close to the Zhongnan Mountain Range, most of those entering and leaving it were cultivators.
As he walked through it, he saw an especially high proportion of cultivators. Both sides of the road were lined with spirit herbs, demon beast bones, flesh, blood, and similar goods.
Of course, the gap in quality was far too great for any of these things to be of use to Ye Tian.
Still, Ye Tian slowed his pace and examined them carefully.
After all, there were many items here. Perhaps, if luck favored him, he might come across something dust-covered that would interest him.
But Ye Tian's luck was ordinary this time, and he found nothing.
After a while, Ye Tian reached the edge of the town's far end, where numerous living demon beasts were kept.
There were young, small-bodied cubs as well as enormous mature demon beasts. The variety was fairly abundant.
Of course, aside from a few obviously savage demon beasts locked inside iron cages reinforced with seals, the rest were relatively gentle by nature.
Just as Ye Tian began inspecting these demon beasts, a figure suddenly went forward and blocked his path.
This man had Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivation. His hair was a tangled mess, every strand twisted like a chicken coop perched atop his head. One eye was covered by black