July 8, year 5522 of the Yuangguang Calendar. Rain fell without end.
Biyun Market.
A streak of escaping light descended. It was Zhao Yi.
Watching the people coming and going at the docks, Zhao Yi was in a good mood. The unrelenting rain caused him no discomfort.
He left the docks and walked another few dozen paces. Looking at the streaks of escaping light overhead, Zhao Yi suddenly froze.
"Huh? I remember Biyun Market only banned cultivators below Dao Foundation from flying, right?"
He looked himself over, then glanced around. Seeing no one paying attention, he ran into a nearby patch of dense woods. Before long, a streak of yellow light shot skyward and flew toward the market, his Dao Foundation cultivation on full display.
Upon reaching the market entrance, Zhao Yi landed right at the front. The Spirit Drawing gate guard beside him immediately rose and bowed respectfully.
Before the guard could speak, Zhao Yi said, "This is my first visit!"
The Spirit Drawing cultivator immediately produced a jade token and presented it with both hands. "Senior, you need only carry this jade token! Entering and leaving the market will cost you nothing. It is for your use alone!"
Seeing how courteous the cultivator was, Zhao Yi smiled. "Thank you for clearing that up, fellow Daoist of the Tide-Subduing Sect!"
With that, he walked inside.
The man behind him had been somewhat displeased to see Zhao Yi cut in line. Upon hearing that Zhao Yi was a Dao Foundation cultivator, however, the displeasure instantly vanished from his face. He lowered his head and waited quietly, afraid Zhao Yi might see him.
As if Zhao Yi would even look at him!
Having visited the market many times, Zhao Yi headed straight for Fubo Pavilion.
The moment he entered this time,