Enchantress, Fairy

More than two months passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Fang Shu rented a room at an inn on Floating Mountain. Sometimes he stayed inside meditating and resting; other times, he went out to wander the streets with Tian Jinmao.

Nothing troublesome happened in the meantime, and the relationship between the man and the demon grew a little closer.

Fang Shu had also spotted Jiang and Jin, the two fellow inner disciples from his year, from afar on Floating Mountain. In the marketplace, they truly looked like scions of wealth and rank, attended by servants wherever they went—utterly different from disciples like him, who had fled in panic.

At this, Fang Shu merely looked on with a sigh for a few moments before withdrawing his gaze. He had no intention of approaching them to recognize each other or make conversation.

He had come to Floating Mountain this time to avoid disaster. His purse was full, and he had encountered no trouble, so it was better to keep lying low. After all, being inconspicuous had its own advantages.

This day.

After making ample preparations, Fang Shu left the inn and headed straight for the auction.

For this gathering, not only did he refrain from bringing Tian Jinmao along, he had also changed his attire and, for the first time in a long while, draped himself in fox fur.

He had casually refined the fur afterward. Although it was still inferior compared to his current cultivation, it was at least a Three Tribulations magical artifact. It could conceal his face and alter his build to a certain extent, making it far more useful than an ordinary cloak or bamboo hat.

Upon arriving at the auction venue, he displayed a bit of his cultivation and successfully slipped inside under