Moyang pondered silently for a moment, feeling that what the young girl said made some sense. Perhaps those Heavenly Prodigies knew her, and he could take this opportunity to discover her identity.
"I’d like to see just what kind of monster or demon you are!" Moyang frowned to himself before leaving the inn.
Under the cover of night, Xuantian City remained incredibly lively. The streets were lined with all manner of goods, and the cries of vendors constantly filled his ears. The cultivators flocking from all directions transformed this city into a city that never slept; it was as bright as day, and even at night, the streets were packed with bustling crowds.
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