Mu Bai simply could not stand Xiu Zun Ji Yang's tricks, one snare following another, with one always bound to catch you. Chen Shichong could not fend off young Ji Ruxia's fiery declarations of love either. Resorting to this clumsy ploy, the two fled the city lord's residence and finally returned to the inn.
Once their excitement faded, the injuries they had suffered fighting Luo Cheng and his son began to hurt, and the pain was truly agonizing. Yet both men also felt more confident than ever before. Although they had joined forces, used their trump cards, and received Gusu Wan'er's help, they had undeniably slain a powerful fleshly-body cultivator. If word of such a feat spread, it would certainly let them look down proudly upon their peers.
In a fight, actual combat strength was of course extremely important, but it was not the only deciding factor. An unshakable conviction, unafraid of battle and daring to strike, was also quite important. Thus, in this world of countless possibilities, there was never a shortage of spectacular turnarounds where the hunted killed the hunter.
It was already late at night, but Earthfire City's streets remained bustling and lively. Judging by past experience, even after the auction ended, the crowds in Earthfire City would not noticeably thin. Everyone would take this opportunity to trade what they had for what they lacked, as well as spar and exchange knowledge.
Mu Bai had always been in the habit of meditating at night to cultivate the Flying Immortal Scripture, drawing in the essence of heaven and earth, and was highly sensitive to every rustle around him. At long last, the midnight hours passed, and all sounds between heaven and earth fell silent once more, quietly nurturing the clamor and burgeoning vitality of a new day. This