Luoyun Pavilion, third floor.
At this moment, Lin Xingyan was sitting on the stone platform by the window, looking at the grand Market Hall not far away, his face full of worry.
Since the news of the demonic beasts' attacks reached Qianchuan Market, it had been several months since Lin Xingmin left with the members of the clan.
During this time, the three relatives remaining at the market had been extremely careful and cautious, ensuring the normal operation of Luoyun Pavilion while also gathering information about the beast tide attacks, paying particular attention to the situation at the Luoyun Mountain Range.
Because the Luoyun Mountain Range was rather remote with few cultivators of higher cultivation, the strength of the cultivators there was relatively low. Moreover, during such a critical time, it wasn't conducive to large-scale movements of cultivators, leaving them almost completely in the dark about their family's circumstances.
