It was even more bustling than the actual towns we had just passed through during our flight. The cobblestone streets were lined with all sorts of shops, including blacksmiths, elixir sellers, teahouses, and taverns. Many more rooms were tightly closed, and it was impossible to know what was going on inside.
In the distance, a cluster of magnificent buildings could be faintly seen, clearly a stark contrast to the surrounding simple structures.
Zuan's heart skipped a beat. Could that be the headquarters of the Demonic Cult?
But why is this place called Qiuchi?
He looked around and saw that the town was full of people dressed in all sorts of strange clothes. Everyone had a fierce look in their eyes, clearly people who had been living on the edge for many years.
Many others wore either straw hats or black veils, clearly to prevent their identities from being discovered.
Furthermore, this place is more like a market than a small town, with stalls everywhere, and many passersby will squat down and haggle with the people across the street.
"Black market?" The word popped into Zuan's mind, but he was a little doubtful. This place didn't seem like the headquarters of the prestigious Demonic Cult.
If I had known this would happen, I would have asked Yun Jianyue and Qiu Honglei for more information.
He thought for a moment, then took out a mask from his pocket and put it on, quickly transforming into the face of an ordinary passerby.
Thinking of the paintings that circulated all over the capital, he worried about being recognized.
Although many people in the town wear masks and straw hats, it's safer to do so this way in case we need to take them off when we get to some places.
Under normal circumstances, with his cultivation level, he would not need to hide his identity. However, he does not even know what happened to Yun Jianyue and her disciples. If he were to make a big show of it, it would easily backfire.
After all, we're here to save people, not to show off.
After changing his clothes, he strode into the small town.
As he passed through the town entrance, he clearly felt as if he were passing through a thin membrane, as if something had scanned his body.
At this moment, the array plate in his arms subtly activated, perfectly neutralizing the scanning fluctuations.
At the entrance of the town, there were a few people who looked like guards. They glanced up at him, then went back to eating sunflower seeds and chatting.
Zu An breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that anyone who could enter this place must have something like a token to be accepted by this great formation, so the guards weren't so vigilant.
He hesitated for a moment, then abandoned the idea of capturing and interrogating them. After all, this was the entrance to the town, and any commotion here would attract too much attention. He decided to go inside and check the situation first.
He walked along the bluestone path and noticed that the people here seemed to keep a certain distance from each other, and there was no huddling together.
It seems that the evil cult is indeed an evil cult; they are quite wary of each other.
Looking around along the way, I noticed that many roadside stalls were selling rare minerals or herbs, many of which are hard to find in the market on a regular basis.
Zuan glanced around and spotted several decent medicinal herbs. If he hadn't been concerned about Yun Jianyue and Qiu Honglei, he might have even been searching for treasures here.
As he continued walking inside, Zuan noticed that there were many stalls selling things, including magical artifacts—attack-type, defense-type, and support-type, you name it. With his sharp eyes, he also noticed that many of the magical artifacts had faint black marks on them.
That's what dried blood looks like!
It seems these things have some shady origins.
He looked up at the tall buildings and thought that this was probably the only one that resembled the headquarters of the Demonic Cult.
But it doesn't seem like there are many guards. Are all the demonic sects this careless?
The place is so noisy, like a bustling market, which is quite different from what I imagined the headquarters of the Demonic Cult to be.
Why don't we ask someone?
He scanned his surroundings; everyone there was very alert and kept a safe distance from others.
However, this is not a problem for his current level of cultivation.
Just as he was looking for a lone, unlucky guy, a thought suddenly struck him. He noticed two people rapidly approaching him from behind, one on the left and one on the right.
"That's surprising. People here avoid others like the plague, but these two seem to be coming straight for me?" Zu'an's first reaction was that his identity had been exposed, but he quickly realized that they were probably just two thieves, one of them pretending to bump into him by accident, and the other taking the opportunity to steal his valuables.
Zaun was planning to turn the tables and take down these two guys.
Just then, a woman's voice rang out: "Watch out, you're about to bump into someone!"
Zuan frowned. How did he end up running into her?
Although he didn't turn around, his divine sense allowed him to immediately see the other person's appearance.
The two thieves, who had already reached out their hands, were startled and quickly withdrew them. They were both furious and about to turn around and settle scores with the guy who had ruined their plans, but when they saw the other person behind them, they couldn't help but whistle.
"Wow, this girl is very pretty."
Not only is she beautiful, but what's most eye-catching are her long, white legs.
The two thought that if they could be squeezed together, they would probably feel like gods.
Zu turned around, feigning surprise, and looked at everyone.
The two thieves were the kind of passersby you'd forget after a glance, so he naturally ignored them.
The woman standing among them truly embodied the feeling of standing out from the crowd.
Zhang Zitong!
Back then, wasn't that silver-ranked embroidered-clothes girl from Yi County under house arrest? How come she's here?
Could it be that the evil cult is behind her?
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