Of the two cultivators he'd recently encountered who had the power to do this, the first was the old man at the market stall. His cultivation was suspected to be at the True Core realm, or possibly even higher.
But they had only exchanged a glance from a great distance and had no further contact, so the likelihood was slim.
The second was Master Linghu.
While they hadn't had much contact either, they did have some dealings and had been in closer proximity.
Regardless, Lin Changheng just wanted to stay far away from them.
He certainly wouldn't travel with them again, fearing it might lead to unexpected trouble.
So, he made a casual excuse and stayed behind.
Lin Changheng returned to the Immortal Inn and continued to ponder. 'What should I do next?'
Strength!
Suddenly, the root of all his problems came to Lin Changheng's mind.
'All his problems, all his worries, stemmed from a lack of strength. As long as he was strong enough, everything would resolve itself!'
