Immortal Herbs

After a brief interrogation, An Chen was allowed in.

Getting into the city was pretty easy.

An Chen thought so, but just as he was about to step through the gates, he felt a wave of Soul Power sweep over him.

Hmm?

An Chen's heart tightened, but he soon calmed down. He remembered that only Soul Masters were allowed into Spirit City; no ordinary civilians could enter. That fluctuation must have been checking his Soul Power.

Once he stepped through the gates, he found the place completely different from the bustling Arles City.

After entering Spirit City, the tension in An Chen's heart finally eased.

Ever since leaving Arles City, he had been distracted. He had no idea when that monocle-wearing man might suddenly appear again.

With Bibi Dong stationed here, he probably wouldn't dare come.

Thinking this, An Chen walked along the street.

There were no street vendors shouting their wares, and pedestrians did not chat much either.

Everything seemed quiet and orderly.

That made sense. This was Spirit City, after all. With only Soul Masters around, it was naturally much quieter.

Rather than going straight to find Elder Chen at the academy, An Chen first wandered around the city.

He took out a small blade of grass from his Ring and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it.

There was nothing much here—just shops selling items for Soul Masters.

An Chen had walked through more than half of the outer city without finding anything special.

He sat in a teahouse, preparing to get up and head to Spirit Hall Advanced Soul Master Academy.

Just then, someone suddenly sat down beside his tea table.

An Chen looked up. The man appeared completely ordinary, with nothing particularly noteworthy about him.

He assumed the man was simply a customer who wanted