Turning Wheel City, Red Blood Tower.
Gao Xian had already stayed at the Red Blood Tower for two days, going out for a few walks in the meantime.
The rooms at the Red Blood Tower were too expensive. Though he had money, there was no need to spend it here.
He would be staying in Blood Red City for at least three to five years. Finding a place to live would be more economical.
Turning Wheel City was divided into three inner rings, three middle rings, and three outer rings. The three outer rings were disorderly and carried a certain degree of danger.
Even a seventh-rank Celestial Lord was no immortal and could not control every aspect of the city. Nor would he care about the fights among the lower classes.
Though private fighting was strictly forbidden in Turning Wheel City, the outer three rings were rather chaotic. Mainly because there were too many intelligent beings from the Six Paths. Other than the heavenly beings, all living creatures of the Six Paths and the outer demons were born combative.
Most of those who liked fighting were low-rank cultivators; the strongest would not reach the Nascent Soul level.
Gao Xian, however, had no desire to live in the outer three rings. Killing such worthless trash would be easy, but it would also be easy to stumble into a trap. By Turning Wheel City's rules, private fighting was forbidden.
He wanted to claim thirty-six consecutive victories. The beginning would be nothing, but once his winning streak grew, he would inevitably become a thorn in the eyes of countless fifth-rank cultivators.
Living in the outer three rings would give others an opportunity to plot against him. Even if they failed to kill him, they could make him violate Turning Wheel City's rules. If