Chapter 377: Hidden reserves "Please keep subscribing!"
Ye Fan reined in the fierce aura surrounding him.
He suppressed his cultivation to the foundation establishment middle stage.
Following the sparse flow of people entering the city, he approached the gate.
The Sima Clan cultivator guarding the gate wore dark red leather armor, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's.
While checking his identity and collecting the entrance fee, the guard saw that Ye Fan was unfamiliar and seized the chance to demand three extra spirit stones.
No one nearby warned him.
Ye Fan gave him an indifferent glance. Too lazy to argue, he took out four spirit stones and handed them over.
"Go on in."
The armored cultivator hefted the spirit stones in his hand and let him through.
Then he grinned and bragged to his companions, cursing under his breath, "What a spineless coward!"
The others burst into laughter.
Inside the city, the scene was somewhat different from its forbidding exterior.
The broad streets were paved with black stone. The buildings on either side were likewise tall and solid, with a rugged style, and most of the hanging banners were dark red or jet-black.
There were plenty of pedestrians, but they deliberately kept their voices low.
A peculiar smell hung in the air, mingling rust, a faint bloody tang, and some kind of spice.
Even if the Sima Clan followed the demonic path, an orderly domain would undoubtedly serve them better.
If there truly were no order.
Naturally, fewer people would come.
He rose into the air and swept out his spiritual consciousness, immediately locating the largest manor in the city center.
Then he became a streak of light and flew toward it.
In less than half the time it took to drink a cup of tea.
He had arrived