Xinping Town's economy was now relatively prosperous. Every day, independent cultivators, commoners, unranked Profound Martial Family Clans, and even scions of aristocratic families from Longzuo Prefecture and other prefectures came to Xinping Town seeking opportunities to strike it rich.
Even though the Wang Clan's patrols maintained strict controls and required valid identification, it was still impossible to keep out every person with ill intent.
Thus, among that "surging" crowd, no one knew just how many demons and monsters lurked within.
At this moment.
In an inconspicuous little corner, four women stood quietly. Their appearances and temperaments were exceedingly ordinary, utterly unremarkable, like the most commonplace members of the vast crowd.
An invisible ripple of energy spread around the four of them, cutting off a relatively private space for conversation.
Separated by the energy barrier, people outside could neither see them nor hear their voices, providing them with perfect cover.
"A mere Celestial Realm cultivator actually commanded such appeal. It seems this Wang Anye truly held a very high position within the Changning Wang Clan." The woman in green among the four spoke with feeling. "Even the personal disciples of our True Demon Hall only traveled with this much pomp, right?"
The other three women had clearly noticed the commotion at the docks as well and nodded in succession.
They were not weak little lackeys like those at the docks. Even from such a distance, they could see Wang Zongkun in the distance, as well as Wang Anye and his two wives atop his head, with perfect clarity.
The leading woman in a crimson dress pondered slightly, then suddenly smiled. "It seems our opportunity has arrived."
"Master?" The woman in green looked over in surprise.
"Our trip is to scout the way for Master and prepare for the tasks to come.