"They came to pay the flying fee. Last night's incident happened too suddenly; the No-Fly Order had not yet taken effect when they flew away. These are all people who have come back to pay."
"Fifteen Spirit Stones per person."
After all, those capable of flying were generally Foundation Establishment cultivators or above. A Rogue Cultivator who had reached Foundation Establishment should not be unable to afford fifteen Spirit Stones.
What surprised Lu Qing was that these people would not simply leave this place.
Someone else asked that very question.
"Hmph, you don't know that ever since the first Treasure Basin appeared, the Profound Heaven Dao Academy has long since laid down a Mountains and Rivers Formation here."
"Even if you want to flee or hide after violating the No-Fly Order, the formation will immediately catch your aura. It was not as though no one had ever tried to be clever, hiding in the mountains and forests and refusing to come out even if beaten to death."
"That is simply impossible. Once you violate it, the aura on your body is like walking down the road carrying a lantern. Anyone who isn't blind can see you."
The old storyteller upstairs was extremely disdainful, yet with a trace of smug pride, he eloquently introduced this land of Nether Province to these outsiders from other provinces, explaining how it differed greatly from those other great provinces.
A chill ran down Lu Qing's back. "No way, there's a flight toll here too?"
Now he understood.
His pupils instinctively tried to examine what was special about this patch of ground.
Yet no matter how he looked and looked, he could not find even the slightest fluctuation of a formation.
Was that old man lying?
That was impossible.
The facts were right before his eyes.