The Pill Tower's headquarters was located here.
"Let's go. We'll enter the city first."
The three followed the crowd into the city, where a sweltering wave of noise rushed over them.
All kinds of shops lined both sides of the broad streets. Hawkers' cries, bargaining, and arguments intertwined into a deafening tide of sound.
Some sold medicinal herbs, some sold pills, some sold medicinal cauldrons, while others specialized in purchasing all kinds of rare materials.
The air was filled with all manner of scents: the fragrance of herbs, the aroma of pills, and occasionally the pungent burnt smell left behind by failed pill refinement.
Qing Lin looked around curiously, letting out little cries of surprise from time to time.
"Young Master, Young Master, there's such a long line outside that shop!"
Liu Bai followed her gaze. It was a pill shop. Though its storefront was not large, more than a hundred people were queued up, stretching from the entrance all the way to the street corner.
"It's probably some popular pill."
Xiao Yi Xian said blandly. She had little interest in such things, and her gaze remained fixed on Liu Bai.
The three continued along the main street. After walking for about half an hour, they finally found an inn that appeared rather elegant.
"This one."
Liu Bai booked a private courtyard, and the three moved in.
The night passed without incident.
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the window lattice. Liu Bai opened his eyes and stretched.
After resting for a night, all the fatigue from their days of travel had vanished.
He stepped out of his room and found Xiao Yi Xian already sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. A faint dark-green glow lingered around her as she cultivated.
Qing Lin, meanwhile, was crouched in a