Chu Mo didn't speak these thoughts out loud because there were too many people and too much chatter around, and he still had Fan Yang, who had been plotting against him all along. So Chu Mo simply smiled and said, "The indigenous cultivators on the heavenly road rarely come into fierce conflict with the cultivators from the Heavenly Realm because it does no good for anyone. Of course, we still need to be cautious. In short, just be careful."
The following days passed peacefully. Yiyi and Chu Qing gradually lowered their guard, wondering if maybe they had been overthinking, perhaps the middle-aged man really hadn't taken the matter to heart.
One day, another city appeared up ahead, but this city was not suspended in the air, it was built on the ground. It was very old but not large. There were far fewer cultivators from the Heavenly Realm here than in Hanging City.
After entering the city, they quickly caught wind of some news.
