After parting ways with the group, Blaze Regret aimlessly wandered around Hiltan Town. Not far away, there were a few sparse buildings, with most of the crowd gathered there. Rough, loud shouts echoed throughout the small town.
Only a few people noticed Blaze Regret's arrival. In this place, a Fourth tier spirit warrior was considered middle tier, so no one cast the same disdainful glances at him as they had in the inn.
Taking a deep breath, Blaze Regret scanned the buildings and finally identified a shop by the dried medicinal herbs hanging outside.
Dusting off his robe, Blaze Regret pursed his lips and stepped into the shop.
After several days of travel, the food in his void realms stone had been exhausted, so replenishing this essential supply was a priority. Of course, if he found anything else of interest, he wouldn't mind buying it.
