Shen Luo walked out of the gorge, and the terrain ahead suddenly opened up into a vast plain. Clumps of low shrubs grew everywhere along the horizon, looking like little mounds of earth from a distance.
As he walked, he took out a pill and popped it into his mouth.
Although the previous battle had not cost him much, Shen Luo still decided to replenish himself first and remain in peak condition as much as possible.
Shen Luo proceeded across the plain. He had no particular intention of seeking out Zhao Tong; he was merely wandering around to see if he might discover some fortuitous treasures.
Spring Autumn Temple had only recently been rebuilt, and money was flowing out like water. Though Shen Luo had dumped the position of temple master on Qin Ming, how could he truly become a hands-off proprietor who cared about nothing?
He still had to build up what assets he could and earn whatever money needed earning.
If the Immortal Race aura he had encountered earlier had not been so strong, with cultivation at least at the Mid-Great Vehicle Stage, Shen Luo would definitely have stripped that one-horned Demon Clan member of its storage ring before leaving.
"Alas, you never know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run a household..." Shen Luo sighed, clasping his hands behind his head as he strolled along leisurely.
A thunderous boom suddenly sounded from some unknown distance ahead, shaking the ground beneath Shen Luo's feet.
The disturbance was considerable. Could someone be fighting again?
As Shen Luo considered this, a golden pillar of light suddenly rose ahead, shooting straight into the clouds.
A fairly powerful spiritual energy fluctuation accompanied it, spreading in all directions.
"Treasure!" Shen Luo's eyes immediately lit up.
Without the slightest hesitation, he shot