Main Street of Yang County was bustling with a dense crowd of people.
Tao Qian, disguised as a Puppet Master, listened to the small group of low-level cultivators boasting for a moment but did nothing, his face expressionless as he passed by.
Where these cultivators hailed from, and why they boasted about Ji Xianxian—Tao Qian knew perfectly well. He understood that such spectacles must be prevalent throughout Southern Yue. Who could stop it? The trend was with him.
In a flash of thought, Tao Qian did not linger much in Yang County and quickly led two little ones out of the city.
After sensing that there were no array restrictions in the middle area, he directly used the "Small Innate Nascent Soul Escape Technique."
Within a few breaths, eager to step foot on the first mountain peak that one must cross over to enter Meiling through the ancient road, Tao Qian, carrying many puppets, appeared in a hidden mountain hollow as a faint scent of infancy wafted around him.
