This is an immortal marketplace, where everyone coming and going is a cultivator.
In one's own realm, perhaps in the age of ancient demons, such cultivation was flourishing, but everyone's nature is still very different, and the fundamental practices are not the same.
Ling Ruoyu, the young girl, has limited knowledge and doesn't know the difference... Zhao Changhe can sum it up in two simple terms: fantasy and Xianxia.
"Let's go, take a look." Both father and daughter are very excited, even letting go of Ye Wuming's hand, eagerly entering the city.
Ye Wuming looks at the suddenly empty hand and shakes his head speechless.
These two reckless ones... really share the same lineage. Speaking of which, Star River should originally be quite steady and able to strategize, but now really has learned a bad influence from Yue Hongling... Oh well, considering Zhao Changhe's current strength, he counts among the top tier in the heavens, generally there's no danger.
