The night deepened, and the city of Qingzhou was brilliantly illuminated.

Having spent about an hour in the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower, Zhao Letian, disguised as a robust man, had just left.

Walking on the street, Zhao Letian touched a black ring on his right index finger, revealing a satisfied smile on his lips.

This ring was a storage ring, with space enough to hold one cubic meter. Although it was the lowest grade storage ring, it wasn't cheap, costing Zhao Letian twenty mid-grade essence stones, which pained him significantly. More advanced storage rings were even more expensive, and he was not yet willing to purchase them, but fortunately, the space in this storage ring was basically sufficient for now.

With this storage ring, it would be much easier for him to carry items with him in the future, without having to stuff them into his bosom. For instance, after the recent trade, he had placed over a hundred mid-grade essence stones into the storage ring, occupying most of the space inside. If he were to carry them in his bosom, it would be impossible to fit so many essence stones.

Besides the storage ring, he also purchased a three-star low-grade defensive spiritual artifact in the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower—a silver metallic thread-woven inner armor that was very sturdy and had strong defensive capabilities. It was hard for similar-grade spiritual artifacts to destroy it, and he was already wearing it.

This spiritual inner armor cost even more, taking thirty mid-grade essence stones from him, three times more expensive than a spiritual sword. However, this was normal because in the martial arts world, life-saving defensive spiritual artifacts were usually much more expensive than offensive ones of the same level.

As for why he didn't buy a higher star-level defensive spiritual artifact, it was because the more powerful the artifact, the harder it was to control. A three-star low-grade artifact was already enough for him to use for a long time.

In addition to the spiritual artifact, he bought several elixirs, all of which he placed into the storage ring. These included elixirs that could quickly enhance cultivation as well as those for healing wounds, their effects not inferior to the elixirs his mother had given him.

These elixirs didn't cost him much, just ten mid-grade essence stones. Of course, that was because he currently possessed a vast wealth, which allowed him to speak so casually. If it were another martial artist, not to mention someone from the Primordial Martial Realm, even those in the True Martial Realm, many wouldn't be able to produce ten mid-grade essence stones.

"This storage ring is still a bit too small, just storing some essence stones and elixirs, and it's almost full. If I also want to put my sword in there, I must first perform a blood binding ritual and refine it to shrink its size before it can fit. I definitely need to buy a bigger one in the future." Zhao Letian thought as he headed towards Zhao Mansion, his demeanor quite leisurely.

Now, not only had he utilized the Disguise Technique to change his appearance, but he also employed the Concealing Breath Technique to hide his cultivation. Even the sword on his back was wrapped in cloth strips, making it absolutely impossible for anyone to recognize him. Even if someone wanted to assassinate him, they wouldn't be able to find a way to, allowing him to relax a bit.

However, what Zhao Letian did not know was that at this very moment, from a window on the second floor of the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower, Ji Hongling was leaning against the railing, watching his departing figure with a strange gleam in her eyes.

"That's the direction of Zhao Mansion. Could it really be him?" After Zhao Letian's figure disappeared into the vast crowd, Ji Hongling furrowed her brows and fell into deep thought.

Indeed, Ji Hongling had linked the senior who had just conducted a huge transaction with her to Zhao Letian and even speculated that this senior could very likely be Zhao Letian.

"Although, even I find this guess absurd, but when he first came, he carried my unique body scent, indicating that he had been in close contact with me today. Also, the way he looked at me was different from others—he didn't have the dirty desires of those men, but was very clear and clean. Aside from Zhao Letian, I've never seen any man who could be so calm in front of me. It was also a coincidence that he specifically requested my service, not someone else's. As for why he was in disguise, that's even easier to explain. Selling cultivation techniques is no trivial matter; were I in his place, I wouldn't want my true identity known either. Moreover, he was just attacked this morning, so naturally, he would be more cautious." Ji Hongling thought to herself, a mysterious smile curling her lips—who knows why, but discovering that the senior might be Zhao Letian brought her some joy. To support our work, please read on *.

Afterward, Ji Hongling stood by the window, gazing at the night scene on the streets outside, lost in thought for a moment before she finally left.

Although she guessed that the senior was very likely Zhao Letian, she did not plan on sharing this secret with anyone, even though she could immediately receive a huge reward if she reported this information to the higher-ups of Ten Thousand Treasure Tower.

After all, no matter who that person was, they had looked after her business. If it really was Zhao Letian, that meant he had taken care of her twice, showing her kindness. How could she repay kindness with enmity and cause trouble for Zhao Letian?

In just the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Zhao Letian, who had left Ten Thousand Treasure Tower, returned to Zhao Mansion with his gains.

Before returning, he had already changed back to his original appearance.

This time, he did not immediately go back to his own private courtyard, but instead, went to his mother's residence.

"Letian, why are you looking for mother so late? Is there something urgent?" Seeing Zhao Letian with a sword on his back, seemingly ready to leave, Zhao Yixin immediately asked with concern.

"Mother, I have to go and wanted to say goodbye to you," said Zhao Letian with a smile.

"Do you have to leave right now? Is it that urgent?" Zhao Yixin's brows furrowed slightly, feeling reluctant as her son had only just returned a few days ago.

"Mother, you know that I urgently need to restore my cultivation as soon as possible. Cultivation cannot be delayed, especially now that I have recovered to the Primordial Martial Seventh Realm. From here on, advancing each level requires accumulating a substantial amount of Primordial Energy. It's not just about absorbing the energy from Primordial Stones; the energy in Galaxy Sect is much denser than here, and training there would save a lot of time," Zhao Letian shook his head and explained with a smile.

Actually, to avoid worrying his mother too much, there was another reason he did not mention: during the mid-year assessment in Zhao Family, his performance might have been too conspicuous. Now, there are already others in Qingzhou City harboring intent to kill him. Staying here would only invite endless troubles and could even endanger his mother. Therefore, returning to the sect as soon as possible was his best option.

Of course, the matters in Qingzhou City would not end just like that. When his cultivation is successful, and he returns, he would settle all scores.

"Alright, Letian, a man should aspire to travel and make his mark. This Qingzhou City will one day be too small for you. Go ahead, practice well and don't disgrace your mother," Zhao Yixin said with a smile, encouraging him.

"Don't worry, mother, I will definitely not disappoint you," replied Zhao Letian, nodding his head confidently and smiling. "Oh, mother, before I leave, I have something for you."

"Whoosh!"

Speaking, Zhao Letian waved his hand, and suddenly, the table in front of him and his mother shimmered with the dazzling light of a pile of Primordial Stones, stunning his mother, Zhao Yixin, on the spot.