Mo Yang pondered silently for a moment, feeling that what the young girl said made some sense. Perhaps those prodigies recognized her, and he could seize the opportunity to find out her identity.
"I'd like to see what kind of monster or ghost you really are!" Mo Yang muttered with a frown, then also left the inn.
Under the cover of night, Xuantian City remained exceptionally lively. The streets on both sides were lined with all kinds of goods, and the cries of hawkers echoed endlessly in the air. Cultivators converging from all directions turned the city into one that never slept. The entire city was illuminated as brightly as day; even at night, the crowds of pedestrians coming and going rubbed shoulders with one another.
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