The dusky red light dimmed. At some point, the sky had already filled with stars.
The entire Heavenly Lord River reflected the starlight, instead looking like the Milky Way had fallen from the heavens.
It made Ye Jinghu and the others inevitably take a few extra looks.
And at that very moment, leaning on his long shadow, Ye Jingcheng finally returned from afar with the moon at his back.
"Eleventh Brother."
"Eleventh Uncle-Ancestor." Ye Jinghu, Ye Yunxi, and the others called out one after another.
There were quite a few people waiting. Zhu Wenjing and some young Ye Family clansmen were all there.
"Didn't go take a look around the marketplace?" Ye Jingcheng asked.
"We didn't. Granduncle Jinghu said that if we went, it would be easy for the Liu Family to probe our depths. Not going would be better instead. As for news on the other forces, Fellow Daoist Mountain Puppet has already given us a general introduction," Ye Yunxi said from the side.
She was naturally interested in Lord River Marketplace. This was the foremost prefectural land in Southern Wasteland Province.
It was the prefecture where Governor Liu resided. In fact, from a higher place, one could even see the Daoist temple where Governor Liu stayed. It was said that beside the temple, there was also a sword stele.
As long as one comprehended beneath the sword stele, most sword cultivators could gain quite a bit.
There were even those who said that if one could last more than an hour, one could be taken in by Governor Liu as a disciple, soaring to the heavens in a single step.
"There's no need to go that far. Meeting them would be quite good too," Ye Jingcheng said.
Why did the five great Nascent Soul forces compete with Golden