Just as Du Ruoheng led Li Ming away from the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall.
Qingxu.
Before the nearly vertical cliff, boundless thick fog churned and rolled, filling anyone who looked upon it with an instinctive oppression.
The Charm Cultivators who had previously come here to livestream and ride the wave of popularity had already vanished without a trace.
After all, Charm Cultivators were just this sort of "emotionless" cultivator.
When there was traffic, they came faster than anyone; when there was none, they left cleanly and decisively.
Their decisiveness was like entering "sage mode" after finishing the deed...
Ahem!
In any case, after Qingxu's popularity faded, scarcely any Charm Cultivators were willing to come to this godforsaken place.
Not only was it dangerous, there was hardly any traffic to speak of.
Yet compared with before, quite a few more cultivators had come here to brave the dangers, seeking wealth amid peril.
The main reason was that Confusion had directly crushed many of the dangerous exotic beasts within Qingxu, lowering its level of danger somewhat. Moreover, the bones and corpses of those exotic beasts were quite valuable materials...
But none of that had anything to do with Xu Xing.
Somewhere within Qingxu.
Beside a pile of jagged rocks, churning gray-black fog reduced visibility to almost nothing. Fine dust drifted through the mist, containing a strange power capable of twisting and contaminating Divine Sense.
If one's realm was a little too low, a moment's carelessness would be enough for it to affect them and drag them into endless illusions.
Amid the dangerous gray-black fog, Xu Xing held a purplish-golden fruit he had casually picked along the way.
Auspicious radiance flowed from it, Purple Qi coiled around it, and its crystalline skin was only a thin layer, as though the slightest touch would split