"Damn it, damn it! Those damned Dust-Dyed Realm cultivators! They actually dared to rob me!"
Clad in the First God Cult's black robe, Xuan Chen fled with two Movement Talismans stuck to his legs. He cursed the whole way, venting his resentment toward the Celestial Persons of the Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm, his heart seething with frustration.
As an Immortal Spirit born upon the remains of the Great Immortal Lord, the Profound Ancestor, he could rightly be called an alternate reincarnation of the Profound Ancestor. His origin was extraordinary, yet even so, he had been robbed on his very first day in the Dust-Dyed Realm.
How could he not be furious?
Unfortunately, his cultivation was low at present, and he truly had no good solution. Though he could expend Immortal Essence to condense talismans and contend with a Foundation Establishment Celestial, that would be far too wasteful. In his current state, he could not withstand such expenditure and could only flee.
Cursing the entire Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm along the way, Xuan Chen traveled a winding thirty li to a town near the village he had slaughtered, where he found a somewhat old but very affordable inn.
He pushed open the inn's creaking wooden door. The black-robed cultists inside instantly looked toward the entrance, then turned their gazes away upon seeing that it was Xuan Chen.
"Xuan Chen, what did you go out to do?" Yu Lian asked.
Rather than tell the truth, Xuan Chen spun a lie. "I just took a walk around town and bought a few things along the way."
Besides needing an identity, he had joined the First God Cult because it was an evil cult of the Demonic Dao. That would let him seek out blood sustenance and slaughter to his heart's content, unlike joining