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The next morning, a shout echoed from outside the door.
"Yun Fan, are you up yet?"
Still practicing his physical training, Yun Fan paused upon hearing Zhou Da Cong's voice. Gradually, the pain on his face subsided, and he looked at his body, drenched in sweat. A bitter smile crept onto his lips; this cultivation method was indeed torturous. However, it was effective. After a night of refining, he could feel that his physique had become significantly tougher.
After tidying up his robe, he pushed open the door and stepped outside. Zhou Da Cong stood at the entrance with a cheerful grin.
"Yun Fan, let's go!"
Yun Fan nodded calmly, and the two of them descended from the inn and headed to the stable to lead out the Chasing Wind Horse. They mounted their steeds and left the inn, making their way through the streets towards Blood Demon City.
Around them, several cultivators noticed their departure from Blood Red Inn and expressed surprise. Whispers filled the air.
"I can't believe Scarface didn't kill those two; instead, he let them go."
It seemed these two were not ordinary; even Scarface dared not provoke them. The unfriendly gazes that had been directed at them slowly dissipated. If even Scarface, a mid-stage Xuan Yuan Realm cultivator, did not dare to challenge them, then they certainly would not either.
They shifted their attention to other unfamiliar faces, hoping to find some easy targets to ambush and seize their resources.
After three days of travel, Yun Fan and Zhou Da Cong arrived at the gates of a massive city—Blood Demon City. Both wore wide-brimmed hats and black robes that concealed their features entirely. As disciples of Heavenly Sword Sect, they were considered part of a prestigious sect. If anyone discovered their connection to Blood Demon Elder, Heavenly Sword Sect would undoubtedly pursue them relentlessly and seek to eliminate them.
At the city gates stood numerous soldiers whose cultivation levels were no less than True Essence Realm. The captain of the gate was a formidable Xuan Yuan Realm expert.
Many cultivators were lined up to enter the city, each required to pay a thousand spirit stones. Despite the steep entrance fee, many were eager to enter.
After all, Blood Demon City was considered a top-tier city within the Blood Demon Valley. It offered a variety of goods and services, and it was remarkably safe, with strict prohibitions against fighting or killing; those who violated this rule would face severe consequences.
Soon, Yun Fan and Zhou Da Cong arrived at the front of the line. Zhou Da Cong did not pay the spirit stones; instead, he pulled out a Blood Red Token from his pocket.
The leading officer's expression changed upon seeing the token, revealing a look of respect as he clasped his hands together and spoke loudly, "My Lord, please enter."
The soldiers around them immediately parted, their faces filled with reverence. This token was possessed only by trusted confidants or disciples of the Blood Demon Elder. Seeing it was akin to seeing the Blood Demon Elder himself; one had to show utmost respect, as any display of disrespect could lead to dire consequences.
Yun Fan looked at the token in Zhou Da Cong's hand with a hint of surprise. He hadn't expected that the Blood Demon held such significant power and influence, commanding respect even from those strong in the Xuan Yuan Realm.
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