Three days later,
"Not bad... this will do," Gu Fan looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
Leaving the the suffocating green miasma behind the borders of the Poison Valley Town, they had finally walked behind the walls of the first town on their way.
Armed mercenaries argued over contracts. Alchemists shouted about low-grade Qi-gathering pills. Spiritual-beast carriages rumbled through the crowded streets.
Gu Fan walked at the front, completely unbothered by the lustfilled stairs eyeing the curves of Bai Bing who walked gracefully behind Gu Fan with her face covered with a thin blue veil, shaking those plump hips with every step she took.
Some even eyed Song Yan whose face was also covered with a white veil, but experienced cultivators could tell she was packing something behind those robes.
So... How can this hapen that if two women were walking down the road with dozens of men on either side of the street, and not even one of them would try to impress them?
