"Hmm, maybe he's an informant for the Guardians?"

The guardians are rumored to be cultivators from the former Song Dynasty. They were not all destroyed, nor did they all leave. Some of them remain on the land of the former Song Dynasty to protect the residents who did not leave.

Some say it's just a legend, but many others refute it, citing events from several years ago in which the Guardians were involved.

However, the Guardians dared not show themselves. Chen Jing roughly understood the reason. Perhaps the hostile sects were unwilling to let them go. The common people were one thing, but the cultivators who wielded power were another. Perhaps the powerful figure behind Ash City was also searching for and hunting down the Guardians.

"Moreover, these two things might be for the same reason: if the 'priest' under Lu Gang's command is a cultivator from the Xia Dynasty..."

After the conversation, he said goodbye to his teacher and headed towards his "home".

On the way, Chen Jing thought, "Now I am a person with extraordinary abilities. I am able to support them and no longer have to accept the exploitation of the 'father' who adopted them but actually used them as a tool to make money."

The thought that his 'father' had sold Wan Tong to the underworld and almost made her a blood sacrifice filled Chen Jing with rage.

"No... it's best to avoid trouble. Just take Li Huaxing and Wantong to rent a new house and cut off all contact with him."

"If he continues to cause trouble, I'm not afraid of him."

Chen Jing thought that becoming a person with extraordinary abilities gave him considerable confidence.

Walking along the dirty, cobblestone streets, through the barely visible paths between shacks, and weaving through the thatched wooden houses, Chen Jing arrived at the small house.

He looked around for a moment, then took out his key and opened the door.