A flying Holy-grade Mage has arrived in Roster City, and this news had spread across the city the sa day the Duel Arena incident occurred.
Now, everyone in the city knows that such a distinguished person is staying in the castle of the Paladin Lord, and this topic has beco a matter of gossip around dining tables.
For Zhang Xiaoman, he doesn’t mind at all.
His experiences in these worlds have made him accustod to such scenes.
He even knows that the swift spread of this news is surely pushed by Baron Sean.
The intentions are quite evident.
He wants to use Zhang Xiaoman’s fa to consolidate his rule.
And to deter so petty troublemakers from their antics, avoiding a repeat of today’s events.
Zhang Xiaoman is very aware of these little clever tactics of leveraging fa.
However, he doesn’t want to interfere, or rather, he’s too lazy to bother.
After all, this planet is not a place for him to linger for long; once he finds the Dinsion Rift, he’ll return to Water Blue Star imdiately.
Unlike those universes facing Alien Species invasions, the Second Universe itself is the birthplace of Alien Species, so invasion is not a concept here.
Even though the two universes are rged and overlapping, Zhang Xiaoman discovered a problem.
That is, when he used the Sect Establishnt Order, the scene he subconsciously recalled in his mind suggests this overlap has primary and secondary layers.
This resulted in the First Universe existing as the main body in this Great Fusion.
So, in the world of the Second Universe, being "invaded" doesn’t apply.
In this "Low Martial World," Zhang Xiaoman wouldn’t waste much ti staying here unless necessary.
Of course, he doesn’t mind leaving so Star Alliance Markers here when he leaves.
If he opens the channels between the two universes via the World Tree in the future, he could use the Star Alliance Markers to return again.
After all, it’s a planet suitable for human survival, with abundant resources; giving it up entirely, if conditions permit, isn’t feasible.
After spending another two days in the city, through his exploration, Zhang Xiaoman gained more understanding of this world.
He’s no longer as clueless as when he first arrived.
With the help of the Quicksand Divine Skills between his fingers, he has read all the books in the castle within these few days.
From "Erin Continent Chronicles" to the "Second Beastman-Elf War," everything has been deeply imprinted in his mind.
It has to be said, the Paladin Family truly lives up to being a historically significant family.
At least in terms of books and ancient texts, their castle’s library contains a vast collection, roughly estimated to exceed ten thousand volus.
Unfortunately, the current Baron Paladin is an unambitious playboy.
Even in middle age, he only indulges in eating, drinking, and having fun, wasting an entire library.
On the eighteenth day in Roster, Zhang Xiaoman’s previously selected rchant caravan completed their work and prepared to leave for their headquarters, the capital of the Adren Kingdom—Tarata.
"Honored Holy Demon Master, greetings. I’m a mber of Iron Furnace Comrce, Willr Pile. You can call Little Pile. This caravan was organized by , planning to complete the final comrce transportation work by the year-end. We are very grateful for your company!"
In Roster’s comrce district, a tall and slim middle-aged man nervously perford a peculiar ceremony to Zhang Xiaoman.
According to his introduction, this man is the captain of this caravan.
Beside him, other mbers of the caravan stood lined up.
They also looked at the young man before them with nervous eyes, appearing quite uneasy through their body language and expressions.
For those present, no one expected that a Holy-grade powerhouse was willing to travel with them.
If they hadn’t witnessed it with their own eyes, no amount of reassurance could make them believe it.
Holy-grade powerhouses are the pinnacle of strength in this world, each regarded as the supre being of a race, a nation’s deterrent weapon.
Currently, there are less than ten Holy-grade powerhouses recorded in the entire human nation, and only one remains alive.
Everyone grew up listening to the legendary tales of that one.
Now, upon eting another with equivalent strength, how could they remain calm?
Especially the mage and warrior in the team, they were so taken aback they nearly popped their eyes out.
They never imagined the young man who inquired them about cultivation matters was the sa celebrated Holy-grade powerhouse of Roster City.
Recalling this, a complex series of emotions surged in their hearts.
There is tension, delight, and even a trace of anticipation.
Perhaps, this powerhouse’s inquiry about their cultivation matters was because he noticed their talent and intended to make them apprentices?
Otherwise, given his strength, how could he inquire such basic matters from them?
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