Pingxi City.
The grayish-brown city stood alone amid the boundless Gobi Desert.
The city was not large, spanning less than a hundred li.
Most of the buildings within were piled from stone, rugged yet somewhat crude.
The north wind swept past, kicking up sand and dust that buried half the city beneath yellow sand.
Song Wen gathered his spiritual power into a protective shield, keeping the sand blasting toward him at bay.
He stood above the city, extending his divine sense to sweep over the entire place.
Somewhat to his surprise, this city was so remote and thin in spiritual energy, yet it contained a Void Refinement Realm cultivator. There were even dozens of Spirit Transformation cultivators. As for whether anyone of still higher cultivation was present, Song Wen did not know.
To be safe, Song Wen had Shadow Void inspect the entire city again. Once he learned there were only two Void Refinement Realm cultivators in the city and no Integrated Body Realm Cultivators had been found, he descended and landed outside a fairly large shop.
Dressed in a brocade robe of azure and holding a folding fan, he had barely entered the shop when a pretty maid hurried over to greet him.
"Senior, may I ask what you wish to purchase?" the maid asked respectfully.
"A mere Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator is not qualified to speak with this young master. Call out your manager," Song Wen coldly rebuked.
"Yes! Please wait a moment, Senior. This junior will report it at once."
After saying this, the maid hurried toward the rear courtyard.
Song Wen, meanwhile, lifted his gaze and carefully surveyed the shop.
The shop was spacious. Rows of orderly wooden shelves displayed all manner of spiritual items.
Several maids in gauze skirts moved among them, introducing merchandise to