Perhaps cultivators with relatively high cultivation cherished their lives and were unwilling to show their faces at a time like this. Song Wen visited several shops in succession, but without exception, none of the managers overseeing them had cultivation above the Nascent Soul Realm.
With their low cultivation, the managers could draw on only limited amounts of spirit stones, nowhere near enough to buy the spiritual treasures in Song Wen's possession.
It looks like I'll have to visit other cities to sell these spiritual treasures.
Having sold only a few low-grade spiritual materials, Song Wen thought this to himself.
He rose into the air and surveyed the vast expanse of land and sky around him.
Perhaps I should return to Blood Radiance City for a look. I can also try exchanging for some Supreme-grade Spirit Stones while I'm there.
Song Wen set off, flying toward Blood Radiance City.
Blood Radiance City was as bustling as ever.
Disguised as a middle-aged Void Refinement cultivator, Song Wen visited three shops in succession and sold spiritual materials worth two hundred thousand superior spirit stones.
As he emerged from the third shop, his brows suddenly furrowed.
He caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past a street corner.
He was certain this was the second time he had seen that figure on these crowded streets.
"Someone's already set their sights on me?"
Murmuring to himself, Song Wen slowly rose into the air and flew unhurriedly toward the outskirts of the city.
The figure at the street corner followed behind him.
Neither stood out among the many streaks of light flying above Blood Radiance City.
After traveling roughly fifty thousand li from Blood Radiance City, Song Wen reached the skies above a desolate mountain range. He suddenly stopped and turned around, hovering in midair.