A few hours later.
As night descended, the north wind howled.
Jiang Fan, in disguise, silently returned from the depths of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range to the shantytown.
Since it was nighttime, demons were on the move.
Many loose cultivators in the shantytown also hurried back to their homes.
Few dared to wander outside.
Even those who wanted to find the mysterious talisman master appearing in today's black market could only hide temporarily.
This allowed Jiang Fan to return home safely.
Bang~~
At this moment, a message came from the depths of Jiang Fan's consciousness: "You struck and killed Wei Teng and the other three loose cultivators, winning against the odds, passing a tribulation, and gaining two thousand Luck Points."
What?!
Upon sensing this message, a gleam appeared in Jiang Fan's eyes; he hadn't expected that defeating these three loose cultivators would yield him so many Luck Points.