Han Qingyu gazed at the bustling markets, her silver eyes lighting up as she spotted high-tier spiritual herbs displayed by merchants. "This place is beautiful," she remarked, her voice tinged with wonder.
Shen Yuan chuckled. "It's a treasure trove for cultivators and merchants alike. Let's explore the city a bit."
They wandered through the streets, Han Qingyu stopping occasionally to examine herbs and artifacts while Shen Yuan observed her with quiet amusement.
At one stall, an elderly merchant offered a rare Blazing Moonflower, which Han Qingyu purchased, knowing it would be quite useful for alchemical purposes.
As they prepared to leave the empire, a group of rogue cultivators blocked their path, their leader grinning arrogantly. "Hand over your treasures, and we'll let you go unharmed."
Shen Yuan sighed, stepping forward with a calm expression. "Why are there so many of you bastards everywhere?"
