Huo Yuhao headed south and soon reached the city closest to the Far North.
The place was filled with decorations unique to the northern regions. Ordinary people dressed in thick, warm clothing, while those like Huo Yuhao, dressed somewhat lightly, were all Soul Masters.
These people were precisely the targets the vendors along the streets competed to call over. Looking at things no different from those in his memories, Huo Yuhao picked a few stalls with decent-looking goods and bought some.
As a top-tier chef, his tongue could naturally tell where the food had been poorly made, but what he ate was the flavor of everyday life.
Compared to the core region of the Far North, which seemed like an immortal realm untouched by mortal life, the people living in these frigid northern cities possessed much more of that everyday vitality. Even what they sold came only in large and extra-large portions.
Fortunately, when Huo Yuhao had cleared up the surface before, he had come across quite a few Soul Master corpses. Otherwise, he truly would not have had enough money.
Just then, the crowd on the street visibly stirred. Even the vendor calling out to Huo Yuhao began to seem distracted.
"Boss, what's going on?" Huo Yuhao asked curiously as he watched many people surge in one direction.
"You don't know?" The boss was a young man, and he stared at Huo Yuhao in utter disbelief.
"Should I?" Huo Yuhao countered. Still, he had only asked casually. He did not plan to stay here long anyway; getting to the Icefire Yin Yang Well sooner was the right choice.
Seeing that Huo Yuhao genuinely seemed unaware, and considering that the man had spent quite a substantial sum at his stall, the boss lowered his voice and leaned closer.
"Today is