The night was deep. The towering walls of Myriad Laws Immortal City cast huge shadows in the moonlight, like a crouching beast. Fang Hao followed the woman in black, the two separated by about ten feet. Neither spoke; only the slight sound of footsteps on the bluestone pavement could be heard.
Fang Hao knew clearly in his heart that if the nascent soul pill formula were that easy to obtain, the streets would be full of Nascent Soul Old Monsters. He dared to follow because, firstly, he was confident in his skills, and secondly, he had been backed into a corner—this item was his stepping stone to breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm. Without this brick, he couldn't even touch the door, let alone talk about the Dao.
