Water Moon Peak's market district.
Bai Jing had transformed into a burly man and stood before a tall gatehouse.
"True Artifact Pavilion!"
This was Water Moon Peak's largest shop for selling all kinds of Spiritual Artifacts, the equivalent of the Myriad Pill Hall found on each peak.
I should practice the Water Element Ultimate Skill too, Bai Jing thought.
To prepare for future trials, he had focused his cultivation on his realm, the Wind Element Ultimate Skill, and Wind Momentum.
But practicing those things for too long inevitably became dull and flavorless. Every now and then, he could swing a sword or throw a few punches, changing up his way of cultivating.
After all, he needed to cultivate all of them.
Thus, alongside cultivating Wind Momentum and the like, he planned to grind up his proficiency in the Water Cloud Sword Technique.
With that in mind, he no longer hesitated and stepped inside.
An extremely lively atmosphere rushed over him at once, while the interior buzzed with noise.
Quite a few customers stood at every shop counter.
But after only a few steps, Bai Jing noticed that the far end to his left was packed with people.
With the mindset of watching the drama unfold, he immediately walked over.
Thanks to his current burly frame, Bai Jing easily spotted the protagonists of the incident.
They were a man and a woman, both middle-aged in appearance.
"How venomous your intentions are!" the female cultivator roared through gritted teeth, hands on her hips and eyes blazing with fury.
Opposite her, the middle-aged male cultivator said nothing. A fairly obvious red mark remained on his left cheek.
"What happened?" a cultivator quietly asked.
Bai Jing could not help pricking up his ears.
"This is what happened." A female cultivator who had been watching