Two years passed quickly, and at Qinghu Marketplace, Shen Long strolled down the street, casually looking around.
They had been in Jiang Country for over five years. The three demon flood dragons had appeared once, then seemed to vanish into thin air. So far, they hadn't been spotted in other countries, or else the numerous Core Formation cultivators would have left.
Ice Silkworm True Person was invited by a friend and went with Red Flood Dragon True Person to attend an auction in a neighboring country, where they would find the training resources they needed.
Encountering a third-order Flood Dragon was entirely a matter of probability. Some cultivators at the Core Formation Stage had lost patience and left Jiang Country.
"Taoist Friend Shen, long time no see."
A pleasing female voice reached Shen Long's ears.
Following the direction of the voice, Shen Long saw Mu Weiwei approaching him.
