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Though he had anticipated it, Wang Ba couldn’t help but sigh upon hearing this news from one of the Huifeng Valley cultivators.

With Yan State in turmoil, the bottom-rung cultivators were undoubtedly the worst off.

As for Sect Disciples, they had the backing of true Golden Core masters; they won’t be in danger until the very end. Instead, Rogue Cultivators were often pushed to the frontlines, fighting tooth and nail in the power struggle among the Four Great Sects.

However, what put his mind at ease was the list he obtained from a middle-aged, round-faced cultivator.

The list was filled with renowned Rogue Cultivators in Yan State.

Despite being in Yan state for a short time, Wang Ba was extremely familiar with the folks on the list—each of them was renowned.

Some were proficient fighters, and others excelled in the Hundred Arts.

Even the Foundation Establishment Cultivators who had achieved the third layer qualification in Linglong Ghost Market were amongst them.

Upon this discovery, Wang Ba couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart.

Those who obtained the third layer qualification in the Linglong Ghost Market were either outstanding in strength or tremendously proficient in the Hundred Arts.

Having experienced the challenge of Baiwen Tower, he knew all too well its difficulty.

He couldn’t compare himself to those who managed to pass the challenge at the Baiwen Tower.

Such people were, of course, under the special care of Huifeng Valley. And thus, the Valley Master asked the round-faced cultivator to invite them back in a friendly manner.

If this failed, and as long as nobody knew, they were to be captured by any means necessary—even killed—to prevent the other two parties from finding out and exploiting this knowledge.

A small comfort for Wang Ba was that his alias, Shen Fu, was included in the list.

“What Wen Yong said was correct. It’s better to put oneself under everyone’s surveillance. Even though it means giving up some control, at least I will be safe until the dust settles.”

“And by the time the dust does settle, I’d probably have cultivated a Class III Spirit Beast…”

He had considered leaving Yan State.

But under the rapid expansion of the Incense Fire Dao in the Kingdom of Immortals, all surrounding nations were under stress. Each nation was filled with foreign cultivators fighting for the already scarce resources.

In fact, his experiences had taught Wang Ba one thing: where there are cultivators, there will be strife.

Demon Cultivators, Sect Cultivators…

And amongst Rogue Cultivators, competition was just as fierce.

Even if you didn’t seek trouble, trouble would find its way to you.

Just like those Rogue Cultivators hiding in the barren mountainous regions with depleted Spiritual Lineage. They probably weren’t wealthy, but they were still targeted by Sect Cultivators.

There was no place of peace in the Cultivation world.

Instead of fleeing Yan State to start anew in unfamiliar places, and competing with others for resources, it would be better to leverage his reputation in Yan State, find a somewhat stable place, and quietly improve himself.

As thoughts fluttered in his mind, Wang Ba checked his surroundings to ensure he wasn’t being followed, then took out a Teleportation Talisman.

And he disappeared.

When his eyes opened again, he was in his home within the gathering place of Rogue Cultivators.

Wang Ba stepped out of his house, eyeing the carefree Spirit Beasts in his yard with a trace of envy.

Bu Chan wasn’t in sight, so Wang Ba decided to leave his house and headed toward the Insect Market to gather some information.

Rogue Cultivators’ news sources might not always be reliable, but sometimes they’re surprisingly insightful.

He sat down in a tea house as usual, ordering a pot of Class I spirit tea.

Just as he had taken a few sips, Wang Ba couldn’t help but prick up his ears.

“…Have you heard? The current palace master of Zhenling Palace personally debunked the rumors a few days ago!”