"Huh? What a powerful feeling..."
Yi Chen frowned and pondered for a moment. "Then my cultivation speed must be terrifying, right?" He glanced at the sky. Dusk had already fallen.
Yi Chen dusted off his backside and stood up, calling casually, "Stop lying in ambush. I spotted you ages ago. If you don't attack now, I'm leaving!"
Everything around him remained silent, without the slightest sign of anything amiss.
Yi Chen shook his head and continued forward. Every monster he encountered along the way merely gave him a lazy look before flopping back down, ignoring him completely.
Yi Chen was happy to be spared so much trouble. After walking more than twenty li south, he finally came upon another small village.
Yi Chen hesitated, but still chose to enter. Just as he approached the town's streets, a pungent smell hit him head-on, making him cough in discomfort.
Outside a dilapidated tavern in town, seven or eight men and women in ragged clothes, with filthy faces and disheveled hair, sat around a bonfire, drinking themselves senseless and shouting.
Yi Chen frowned. They were all ordinary humans, merely starved beyond recognition by a lack of food.
Yi Chen walked slowly over. A burly man with a face covered in stubble suddenly leaped up, waving both arms and yelling frantically, "I have money! I have money! Buy food... Give me money, and I'll give you money right away..."
Yi Chen looked at the burly man in astonishment, then casually took out a dozen or so gold coins and tossed them beside him. "Take the money and get lost," he said coldly. "Don't get in my way."
With that, Yi Chen walked straight inside.
The people in the tavern froze for a moment, then all turned their heads away. No one dared strike up