Within North Star Immortal City.
Today was exceptionally bustling and prosperous, with many unfamiliar outside cultivators appearing.
Qin Ming walked along the main road toward the Nine Dragons Chamber of Commerce.
But suddenly, his brow furrowed.
He had unexpectedly run into an acquaintance who brushed past him.
More precisely, one of his fellow disciples from the Spirit Mist Sect.
This man had undergone an exquisite disguise, but before Qin Ming's powerful divine sense, it was no more than an empty facade.
Lu Lu? Why had he come here, and why was he hiding his true appearance?
Lu Lu, however, had not sensed Qin Ming's presence in the slightest. He merely hurried past him, looking like an ordinary independent cultivator as he headed toward an alley in the eastern part of the city.
Qin Ming immediately found it somewhat strange. He promptly left behind a thread of divine sense mark on him, intending to see what Lu Lu was really up to.
With the strength of his divine sense now, a mere North Star Immortal City had nowhere beyond his detection—not even corners protected by high-level restrictions.
Half an incense stick later.
Lu Lu, disguised as an independent cultivator, entered a secluded cave chamber. After staying inside for only a short while, he met up with someone and emerged alongside four or five cultivators.
The group gathered briefly in a tavern, then headed out of North Star Immortal City.
But when Qin Ming's divine sense settled upon the other people, his brow could not help but tighten.
Every last one of them is a Demonic Cultivator.
Each of them seemed to carry some treasure that concealed the demonic qi within their bodies, preventing even the city's formations from detecting them.
After leaving the city, they took out a Dharma Boat and