At this moment, Li Yi was walking alone in the old city district.
The murky air, the cramped alleys that hardly ever saw sunlight, the streets, and that perpetual damp and fishy smell lingering at his nose—all was so familiar, yet everything seemed alien to Li Yi, as if different from his memories.
The environment hadn't changed; the old city district was still the same old city district.
The only thing that had changed was Li Yi himself.
He was no longer the poor boy struggling to survive. Now, he was a Cultivator who had opened the Spirit Medium Realm. Besides that, he had joined the Investigation Bureau, possessing a respectable identity and background. His wealth had reached fifty million, and he even owned a skyscraper.
Even if Li Yi didn't rely on the Sword Coin, the flawed Mysterious Object, he could still live well and continue alone on the path of Cultivation much further.