Wind Listening City allowed entry and exit day and night, so long as one passed the inspection of the cultivators guarding the gates.
Yan Qingchen and Liu Siyu remained composed as they took out their temporary entry tokens and handed them over with smiles.
A middle-aged nun merely glanced at the tokens. Seeing that no merchants had inscribed records of unpaid spirit stones or the like within them, she raised a hand and let them pass.
Once Yan Qingchen and Liu Siyu left the city, they immediately rose into the air. A gray flying boat instantly appeared beneath their feet, utterly inconspicuous as it blended into the surrounding night.
With a single circling turn, it shot toward the southeast and vanished in a flash.
At the bow of the boat, Yan Qingchen and Liu Siyu stood side by side. They no longer looked as they had before; their faces were solemn, and neither spoke again.
Both of them continuously released their Divine Sense, repeatedly probing the surrounding environment. Yan Qingchen's flight path deliberately led through places where lights from other flying cultivators could be seen nearby.
Though he did not draw too close to those people, they would still sense each other's presence.
Especially after Yan Qingchen released the powerful aura of the Void Refinement Realm, quite a few people hurried past. Yan Qingchen paid them no heed whatsoever.
His method was conspicuous and ill-suited for a swift escape, but he had yet to find the enemy and could not determine whether they had truly shaken them off.
Yan Qingchen had gone against the usual course, flying where there were more people. This made it equally difficult for the enemy behind them to follow, as the other party would naturally have to avoid some of those people as well.