Between Mountains and Seas?
Lian Shichen froze, then shook his head. "There aren't any demon cultivators in the Abandoned City here."
"But I've heard there are quite a few demon cultivators in Luohou Abyss. The demons from Between Mountains and Seas are all powerful. Even if they haven't reached the third tier, they all have late second-tier cultivation."
So that was it.
Song Yan nodded slightly and brought out his Spirit Boat. Lian Shichen packed everything up, carried his grandfather on his back, and followed Song Yan and the Void-Aspect Dharma Body aboard.
As they flew out of the Abandoned City, they encountered cultivators from the Rogue Cultivator Association guarding its outskirts. A few Qi Refining cultivators too blind to know better tried to cast spells to stop the boat, only to be casually cut down by a streak of black-and-white sword light.
"I'll be taking Lian Shichen with me. If any seniors from the Rogue Cultivator Association wish to demand an accounting, you can come find me at Connecting Cloud Cliff."
Leaving those words behind, Song Yan took the grandfather and grandson out of the Abandoned City.
Watching the place recede into the distance, Lian Shichen could not help feeling somewhat dazed.
In this chaotic, lawless land, many people wanted to leave, but Lian Shichen was not actually one of them.
What had sustained him through his life in the Abandoned City was an unrealistic hope.
What if Father and Mother were still alive?
They could still find me when they returned to the Abandoned City.
Remaining in the Spirit Abyss did not necessarily mean death.
He also wanted to become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, then enter Luohou Abyss to search for his parents' whereabouts.
Here, his aptitude was considered outstanding. In ten years, or perhaps twenty at most,