The street was bustling with people coming and going, just like a Mortal marketplace.
At a glance.
The pedestrians' bodies flickered with Spiritual Light, their blood-qi surged like plumes of wolf smoke, and Nine Acupoints Innate cultivators were practically everywhere.
You could throw a brick and hit two Dao Foundation Cultivators.
His Outer Body Incarnation, Wukong, adjusted his Magic Robe and slowly walked into a deep alley.
"Token!"
"Here!"
Just as Pei Jingque had said, they only checked the Token here, not the identity of the person holding it.
They didn't even care if you were a Demon Cultivator.
As long as you could sneak in, that alone proved your skill.
After continuing forward for some distance, his gaze swept across the stalls, and Wukong strolled into a shop.
"Sir."
Sensing the unique aura about him, the Shopkeeper, who had been resting, came forward to greet him personally.
"Is there anything you'd like to buy or sell?"
