Strange. Why had so many powerful immortal senses suddenly begun searching back and forth nearby?
On the shore of the East Sea, in the eastern part of the Southern Continent, atop a seaside hill along the endless coastline.
In a fishing village made up of dozens of simple stone houses, the cold-faced old Daoist Li Changshou had transformed into held a bowl of hot water brought by several old women. He drank as he gazed out over the sea.
He had just given the villagers some talismans, earning their warm gratitude. He was also using this as a cover, making his activities by the Eastern Sea seem more reasonable.
—Many wandering Rogue Cultivators among humankind used such methods to earn themselves some fortune and merit.
But Li Changshou had understood one principle long ago.
Help the good, reap Good Karma; help the wicked, reap evil consequences.
He could not be sure whether the people helped by his talismans were good or evil, so the safest approach was to hand out free "Bedside Sleep Aid Talismans" that he had deliberately drawn incorrectly and that had little effect. That way, he would not become entangled in karma.
Far out on the sea, the figure of an azure dragon passed silently by, quickly vanishing into the clouds.
It really is the Dragon Clan. They seem to be looking for something.
It was not suitable for him to head out to sea now, lest he run into those Dragon Clan members.
Thus, Li Changshou braved wind and dew, stopping and going along the coast as he traveled south from the north. He observed Mortal World life and gained a little insight from it.
Half a month later, Li Changshou had traveled over a thousand li southward. At last, he confirmed that those Dragon Clan