The Whereabouts of Elder Xuanji and the Wave-Listening Pavilion Master [Requesting Monthly Votes]

"Who?!"

Tu Yue immediately asked nervously.

"I don't know. Unless I use the Truth-Piercing Divine Eye right in front of the Beihuang City Lord, I can't tell. I only sensed that fleeting aura when I first probed with my Divine Sense."

Ji Yuan suspected there was more to the Beihuang City Lord than met the eye.

He was a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, a Rogue Cultivator who had joined no faction, yet he had built such an enormous city in the north of the Desolate Ancient Continent.

He was even on good terms with both the Orthodox Dao and the Demonic Dao.

Right now, Ji Yuan had asked for fifteen Fourth-Order Monster Cores in one go, and he could get them.

He even dared touch something as forbidden as a Teleportation Formation Diagram.

For someone who operated in the gray, Ji Yuan knew a particularly apt term: a white glove.

Such people handled matters that those of high standing found inconvenient to do themselves. A Teleportation Formation Diagram was hardly a one-use item. Any Fourth-Tier Formation Master proficient in Teleportation Formations could make one.

It might not be easy, but inscribing a copy of the diagram certainly would not be difficult.

It was a venture that could bring ten thousandfold returns on a single investment, yet the Taiyi Immortal Sect had cut off that road to riches. So what could they do?

With the Taiyi Immortal Sect blocking that road in the open, they could only carve out a new one in secret. That was why people like the Beihuang City Lord existed.

Of course, this was all Ji Yuan's conjecture. As for whether it was true—

As he walked down the street, Ji Yuan suddenly turned into a streak of light and left Beihuang City.