At the very least,
He Song did not need to worry that, after offending someone, he would be trampled to death beneath their foot.
Within this tiny Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market, He Song's foundation was already quite stable. Basically, no one would make a move against him.
Rather than entering an Immortal City before his strength had fully grown,
it would be better to wait until his cultivation reached the Qi Refining Late Stage, when he needed to continue advancing toward the Foundation Establishment realm, before heading to an Immortal City in search of an opportunity for a breakthrough.
By then, he should have gained some ability to protect himself and would not need to be overly cautious within the Immortal City.
Thinking of this, the refusal on He Song's face became even more resolute.
This Immortal City—
whoever wanted to go could go.
In any case, he was not going now.
Not even just to take a look and broaden his horizons.
Who knew what might happen once he went to an Immortal City?
The world outside was far too dangerous.
Seeing He Song shake his head again and again, his face filled with refusal, Wei Fan was unsurprised.
His friend
was as cautious as ever.
"Very well, very well. Since Fellow Daoist does not wish to go, I will not force you. However, while I am away, I hope you can take my place at Lingjian Pavilion for a while."
As a steward of Lingjian Pavilion, Wei Fan naturally could not leave the Immortal Market without a word.
If he dared to slip away silently, Lingjian Pavilion would dare to silently strip him of his post.
Thus, when Meng Guan came seeking his help, he could only temporarily entrust his duties to He Song.
That way, he could