Peacewood City lay in the south of Southern Nether Province. Though it was only a little over three hundred thousand li from the Source-Qi Death Domain and counted as a frontier city, it was still fairly sizable.
The Bao Clan, which governed the city, had five Void Refinement cultivators holding the fort and could be considered a major local power.
Song Wen traveled without rest for more than a month before finally reaching this place from Thousand Blades City.
To avoid drawing attention, he assumed the guise of an early Spirit Transformation cultivator before descending into the city.
After spending several mid-grade spirit stones to gather some information from two low-level Rogue Cultivators running stalls, Song Wen entered a shop at the end of the street.
The shop was small. There were no attendants and no customers, only an old Golden Core cultivator seated behind the counter.
"What intelligence does the guest wish to purchase?"
The old man's eyes, clouded with murky haze, swept over Song Wen before withdrawing. He displayed neither enthusiasm toward a customer nor the slightest respect for a senior expert.
"I heard that several corpse cultivators came to this city a few months ago. Do you have any information on them?" Song Wen stated his purpose directly.
The old man shook his head. "No."
Song Wen did not waste any more words. He turned and left the shop.
After weaving through several streets and alleys, Song Wen arrived at another intelligence shop...
Yet when he emerged from the fifth intelligence shop, he had still failed to uncover even the slightest bit of information.
Standing amid the bustling flow of people on the street, Song Wen frowned slightly.
After pondering for a moment, he glanced back at the shop he had just left and sensed that something