Minxin Commandery, Hui County, Baili Pavilion.
Golden Egg, Iron Egg, Xuele, Zhiling, and Aji looked around curiously.
Strange, strange, strange!
Were the cultivators of the Eastern Land Region really as powerful as the sect records claimed? Why had they barely seen any cultivators along the way? It would have been one thing if they simply hadn't seen any Foundation Establishment or Golden Core cultivators, but their divine sense revealed that even the Qi Refining cultivators nearby were few and far between, numbering no more than ten.
"That's perfectly normal. The Eastern Land Region's cultivation environment differs from the Southern Wasteland's. There aren't many sects, and most powerful cultivators are concentrated in the imperial court."
Chen Beiwu walked slowly, sweeping his divine sense around him and gleaning information from the surrounding villagers' conversations.
"Have you heard about that incident?"
"What big news has there been lately?"
"Hehe, I heard it from my second sister-in-law's eldest maternal uncle's younger sister. Who knows whether it's true?"
"All right, stop keeping me in suspense. I'll pay for today's tea if I have to."
Chen Beiwu paused and looked at two clerks chatting in a roadside teahouse.
These clerks were only at Qi Refining, not even Foundation Establishment cultivators. In the Great Shang Imperial Dynasty, they did not qualify as officials at all. They usually handled miscellaneous duties such as announcing the time, escorting prisoners, collecting taxes, exorcising evil, and guarding storehouses, but they were well informed and always picked up bits of gossip.
"Roar?"
Golden Egg turned toward Chen Beiwu, unsure why he cared about the conversation of two Qi Refining cultivators.
"It won't hurt to listen." Chen Beiwu smiled calmly, an interested look in his eyes.
Through his Heavenly Eye Profound Ability, he had already "seen" the next sentence the blue-robed clerk would