"I can't fly anymore!" Xu Ping muttered to himself.
He hadn't expected the sky to be so dangerous, with flying Demon Beasts coming one after another.
But considering that the market is near the wilderness, it makes sense for there to be Demon Beasts.
He plummeted rapidly, landing steadily, the snow underfoot making a slight crunching sound.
With his feet on the ground, Xu Ping's heart settled.
Indeed, being grounded gives a person a sense of security.
He looked up and saw those few bird-like Demon Beasts circling overhead, not daring to swoop down.
"Let's go." Ignoring them, Xu Ping placed the corpse of the large bird on the ground into his storage bag and quickly left the place.
...
Not long after returning home.
Zhang Chenyu came to visit, accompanied by two Qi Refining six-stage cultivators.
"Who are these two Fellow Daoists?" Xu Ping asked curiously.
