The Purple Cauldron: A Mortal's Path to Immortality
Chapter 2141

The Ancient Human Race Needs You!

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Ye Han had not expected to feel something like this at such a moment. I'm certain I couldn't have sensed it wrong.

He quietly glanced in that direction. Only a few cultivators were chatting there, and none looked like particularly powerful beings.

What was going on?

It seemed this trip to the Immortal Land wouldn't go so smoothly...

There were simply too many powerful beings in the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Many remained hidden, beings he would never dare provoke. Why would one be watching him? Had he drawn too much attention? Or was there another reason-was that person watching everyone?

Still, entry into the Immortal Land would not officially begin for another three days. After exchanging pleasantries with the other cultivators, Patriarch Yuwen took Ye Han to a branch shop belonging to the Yuwen Lineage.

A great lineage like the Yuwen Lineage naturally had to run many businesses to keep itself functioning and cover its basic expenses. Otherwise, how could it continue to grow?

Ye Han stood by the window, looking down at the street. Plenty of cultivators came and went, but not everyone here had come to enter the Immortal Land. The surrounding area was rich in heaven and earth spiritual energy, with many demon beasts and heavenly treasures to be found. High-level cultivators also frequented the vicinity, making it reasonably safe.

Many cultivators around the Nascent Soul Realm came here in groups to hunt demon beasts and gain experience in spell combat.

Unlike in the Earth Realm, cultivators around the Nascent Soul Realm barely registered in the eyes of ordinary cultivators here. After all, they were little different from fledglings just leaving the nest. What treasures could they possibly possess? Even if they had something good, it would be of no use to those stronger cultivators. Ordinary cultivators

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