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That was strange. What on earth was the reason that Heavenly Dao locked the realm gate at this side?

"This place is no different from the other small world, but..." Yi Qing seemed to think of something. Just when she was about to speak, some noise came from downstairs, like something had happened. Vaguely, a few cries could be heard.

The two exchanged a look. In the next instant, they saw the shopkeeper walk in with a few cultivators. All the cultivators wore the same uniform, and flame patterns were sewn on the cuffs of their sleeves. Lonemoon took a look and realized all of them were of considerable cultivation, with the lowest being Golden Core. The middle-aged man in the middle was even a cultivator halfway at Soul Formation. He was somewhat surprised. Was the teaching of this world of such a high standard?

They seemed to be looking for something. They looked around the second floor. In the next instant, he felt a strand of Divine Perception glancing over. He subconsciously wanted to block it, but held back that urge, gave Chef beside him a look, and let that Divine Perception sweep away. Indeed, it didn't stay and turned straight towards the guests of other tables.

That person searched through the whole inn, seemingly finding no abnormalities, his face became darker.

"Uncle-Master?" A Golden Core disciple ventured to call.

That person shook his head and turned to leave. His look glanced at Lonemoon and Yi Qing. Seemingly remembering something, he frowned and walked over. With his Divine Perception which glanced over just now, there were naturally some suppression. All the cultivators at the place showed expressions of horror or excitement, but merely remained silent because they recognized them as from the Divine Imperial Sect. Therefore, Lonemoon's group which looked casual stood out somewhat.

"These two Fellow Daoists look unfamiliar." He stopped by the table of the three. "May I know what clan and what sect you are from?" He glanced at the two once more, but realized that there were not a bit of spirit qi on their bodies. Immediately, he was shocked. "You are mortals?"

"Fellow Daoist must be joking." Lonemoon's face darkened, as he pretended to be offended. "Though we are itinerant cultivators with no clans or sects, we have spent many years working hard on cultivation. How can we be mortals?"

"Itinerant cultivators?" He was stunned briefly. He let go of his Divine Perception to check their cultivation once more, and indeed they were just two Foundation Establishment cultivators. He looked down at the empty plates whose contents were all finished and frowned slightly with dislike. He must have made a mistake just now. Already at Foundation Establishment but yet to achieve Grain Liberation, their spirit root and understanding must be really inferior. No wonder they could only be itinerant cultivators. They must have ignored his Divine Perception just now because they didn't realize it at all.

With that, he stayed no more. He directly turned, went downstairs and left, leading his group of disciples. Lonemoon turned to take a look out of the window, seeing that they walked right into a shop opposite them, and continued looking for something.

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"There are many more high-level cultivators in the city today." Yi Qing finally spoke, continuing what he said just now. "There are not only Nascent Soul cultivators, but even three Soul Formation cultivators."