Walking halfway down the road, Lu Xuanji instinctively stored Long Xuan into the Grotto World Pearl. At that moment, his divine thought sensed a foreboding malice.
Within the Imperial Capital, law and order had always been good, prohibiting battles between powerful individuals.
Once, a powerful cultivator refused to comply and was attacked jointly by the three major sects, ending in a dismal death.
But outside the Imperial Capital, especially a thousand miles away, ambushes increased.
After all, toiling in the fields is far less profitable than a single act of robbery.
Especially for Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators, who seem to hold higher status but are often more desperate for money, leading them to acts of murder and arson. If executed swiftly and traces are erased, they need not fear trouble.
Swish swish!
The next moment, the void flickered, and a dagger appeared, attacking silently towards his throat.
Its speed was swift and fierce.
Buzz buzz!
