Inside the city.
Just as Lin Fan expected.
Bustling and lively.
Even more remarkable, the city had been enlivened by numerous visiting cultivators from distant regions, turning this border-town into a flourishing hub.
Lin Fan had no ulterior motives in coming here.
He simply wanted to investigate whether the city was imbued with mana-driven fortune or truly home to a cultivator blessed with divine fortune.
But alas.
Upon entering, he couldn't discern the specific origin of the fortune.
Stopping by a street vendor.
"Old fellow, who's the most talented person in this city?"
"What are you saying?"
Without elaborating further, Lin Fan thought it pointless to continue a conversation with someone who couldn't even catch the words he just spoke aloud, despite standing so close.
Under the vendor's confused gaze, Lin Fan promptly walked away.
Meanwhile, the vendor muttered under his breath, "So young yet so depleted, voice barely audible—clearly overindulging in pleasure."
