Xiaofeng was sleeping, recovering its Demonic Power.
Shen Changchuan had no intention of wasting time either. He prepared to practice the Concentric Vision Technique he had just obtained.
Since he estimated he might run into trouble when he left to return tomorrow, Shen Changchuan naturally had to make some preparations.
He had already made some calculations in his mind.
'The people in the shadows don't dare attack me inside the city. That must mean they're wary of the City Lord's Mansion and the other powerful local forces within Qing City.'
As one of the few major cities within a thousand-li radius, Qing City must have a certain degree of order to attract Cultivators from all over to trade.
'So, the ruling power in the city must be quite strong, and they probably crack down on the likes of Tribulation Cultivators.'
'In that case, if the enemy wants to attack me, they can't just set up an ambush right outside the city walls.'
