Ye Han had encountered this female cultivator before, though he had caught only a fleeting glimpse of her.
Still, her exaggerated curves had left a deep impression on him...
The difference was that she had changed into another outfit, and her demeanor had changed as well. She now seemed cold and aloof.
This convinced Ye Han that when she had approached him on the road, she must have had designs on him.
If he had responded to her, who knew what danger he might have faced?
As she stood there, quite a few male cultivators kept glancing her way, their eyes betraying a look only men had.
Ye Han, however, had no favorable impression of her. If she dared try anything against him, she could not blame him for showing no mercy.
As this thought arose, Ye Han felt a little strange. He had once been fairly friendly toward others. Though he had always been wary, he had not been so quick to consider taking action against someone.
His inclination toward slaughter and his murderous intent seemed to have grown much stronger than before.
Was this a change in his mindset brought about by his rising cultivation, or had the sinister aura emanating from the Purple Cauldron since it turned black been affecting him...?
Perhaps it was both. He was no longer a mortal.
After descending the mountain, he had not come straight to Azure Cloud City. Along the way, he had visited a few villages and small towns where mortals gathered, lingering for a while...
He had found that, walking through those mortal villages and towns, he no longer fit in with their inhabitants.
After all, he was now a cultivator. With a single glance, he could see how feeble these mortals' auras were...
No wonder that when he