Word that a blood peach had turned Ye Sanshui into an Immortal spread far and wide across the Eastern Sea. In just a few days, countless cultivators had snuck into Yongding.0

They were all wondering how many of these blood peaches Xiao Nanfeng had: one, or perhaps multiple? If there were many, then there would surely be plenty of cultivators here to steal them. Many of the cultivators decided to lie in wait, prepared for such a heist to occur and to take advantage of the commotion to grab what they could.0

Within the study of the Xiao manor, Zheng Qian smiled wryly at Xiao Nanfeng. "King Xiao, I believe dozens of Wingform-realm cultivators have infiltrated the city."0

"There's no need to worry, Mr. Zheng.f This is normal. The world of cultivation and the mortal world are one and the same in many regards. Those without sufficient strength to protect their treasures ought not display them flagrantly—or precisely such a situation will occur."0

"But—"0

"Worry not. These Wingform-realm cultivators are here to take advantage of opportunities that might arise, not to create them on their own. None of...0