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Yu Ziqing slowly tucked the rusty sword into his coat. He knew that many eyes must be on him right now.
Let them watch then.
Yu Ziqing also wanted to see if there were any bold enough to make a move against him now.
Over on King Xiang's side, the fishing was over, but here, it wasn't done yet.
The power gained out of nowhere had dissipated, and he was still the same ordinary Fourth-tier Body Cultivator, with mostly only First-tier hungry ghosts following him.
If a powerful figure wanted to kill him, it would be quite easy.
Yu Ziqing continued on his way, and seeing that no one seemed to come, he boarded the Flying Boat, sat on the deck, and drifted slowly towards the Wilderness, letting those hungry ghosts travel on foot.
The journey was peaceful, and when he flew out of Dazhen's territory and entered the Wilderness,
Yu Ziqing casually took out a Devil Pill and held it in his mouth.