Lu Mian left the Falcon Guard hall and walked along the stone-paved paths of the Guard Hall.
By all rights, with him becoming a disciple of the Demon Extermination Palace tomorrow, plenty of people should have been eager to curry favor with him.
In reality, however, the people of the Guard Hall avoided him like the plague. They only dared watch from a distance, not approach him.
Their gazes were complicated, too.
Envy, admiration, pity, delight in his misfortune...
They all believed that by killing Tian Sheng, Lu Mian had made an implacable enemy of the Tian Family. Nothing good could come of it, so naturally, none of them dared associate with him.
Lu Mian was happy with that. At least no one would bother him.
He returned home and began taking stock of his silver, pills, and other supplies.
These two months of frenzied cultivation have nearly exhausted all the money I earned.
Once I enter the Demon Extermination Palace, I'll have to find a way to earn more.
After tallying everything up, Lu Mian discovered that he had only three hundred taels of silver left, along with very few pills.
He had long since consumed all the Qi-Nourishing Pills he had been issued and the Blood Ginseng Pills he had bought.
Of course, once he entered the Demon Extermination Palace, making money would surely be easy.
At worst, he could head out again and kill more evil entities and strange horrors in the surrounding area.
After putting away his money and pills, Lu Mian looked forward to entering the Demon Extermination Palace tomorrow.
He had always wondered what was really going on in this world.
Had Heaven truly died? Or was there more to it?
But neither the Dust-Returning Courtyard nor the Guard Hall had given him any