Half a month later, the information Zhou Quan could gather became scarcer, causing him great distress as he appeared gloomy over the past few days.
After all, the less information he had, the fewer Spirit Stones he could earn.
Zhao Sheng paid no attention to Zhou Quan's troubles.
Having spent a month hibernating in Quanxia City, it was time for him to take action.
In the depths of Quanxia City, underground, there was no day or night, no concept of time passing.
To track time, the floating light balls on the ceiling would change in brightness according to the outside world's day and night.
That day, as the light balls slowly dimmed, the fluorite on the ceiling emitted a star-like radiance, and Quanxia City welcomed the new night.
Zhao Sheng, dressed in a hooded robe, walked into Joyous Tower.
Joyous Tower, located in the bustling area of Joy Square, was not a place of indulgence but a well-known Wind Carrier organization in Central Continent.
