Su Changkong made his way toward the inn.
"Please, have a seat," said a man dressed as a waiter enthusiastically.
"The specialty dishes of your establishment, bring one of each," Su Changkong ordered straightforwardly.
"Alright, please wait for a moment!" the waiter responded and went off to prepare.
Su Changkong quietly sat in a corner, listening to the conversations of other guests in the inn.
"Brother Liu, your martial arts progress is commendable. It might not be long before you can reach the Qi Blood Twelve Transformation, ascend to the Innate Realm with the help of Innate Qi, and then you might have the chance to join the Hanging Sword Sect!"
At a nearby table, two men dressed as martial artists were drinking. One of them, dressed in black, was flattering the other.