Am I the only good person in this cultivation world?

As soon as True Immortal Eagle changed his gesture, his entire body began to shimmer with gray-white spiritual clouds. As he descended, he and the spiritual clouds transformed into a giant eagle with owl-like eyes and tiger-like jaws, carrying a rolling hurricane as it pressed down on the cultivator surnamed Xu.

Yao Han temporarily tossed the item in his arms into his storage bag, prepared for defense, and retreated rapidly while observing the battle situation, his mind racing.

He didn't care what grudges existed between the Myriad Phenomena Temple and the Mysterious Gate; what he cared about was how to make a decision in order to save his life.

What if I simply hand over this item to True Immortal Tianying? ...

This idea was rejected by Yao Han himself as soon as it came up.

If he hadn't been suddenly placed under a restriction by that Xu guy, he really would have wanted to do that, but now he probably couldn't.

Putting aside whether True Immortal Tianying would be merciful and spare his life, the restriction itself can only be broken by the disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Temple. Yao Han wasn't sure if this was true or false, but he dared not gamble. If he gambled wrongly, the consequences would be unimaginable.

First, we need to figure out how to avoid this immediate disaster!

The giant eagle flew faster and faster, like a dark, ominous cloud, pressing down on the cultivator surnamed Xu with overwhelming force.

Knowing there was no way to avoid it, the latter pointed to its brow and forced out several streams of blood essence. It was unclear what secret technique it had used, but its magical power surged, and its horns and scales were instantly stained with a layer of blood. Then, it clenched its hands into claws and resolutely charged towards the giant eagle!

In an instant, dragons and eagles clashed, and clouds and dust surged. The sun and moon lost their light, and the earth darkened and the sky became gloomy.

The desperate struggle of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator was no joke; under the intense impact, a large part of the market was reduced to ruins in an instant.

Yao Han was thrown into the air and used the "Borrowing Corpse Step" three times to escape into the distance. Even though he kept replenishing his mana with high-quality spirit stones without regard for the cost, he still almost fainted from the aftershocks of this attack.

This is the difference between the various realms. No matter how extraordinary a cultivator's opportunities and fortunes may be, attempting to surpass them is ultimately a pipe dream.

As the impact subsided and the dust settled, Yao Han used his lightness technique to land unsteadily on the ground, still unable to believe he was still alive.

To survive in a battle of this level is truly a stroke of luck.

It can only be said that this True Immortal Tianying was holding back: after all, this place is the market of the Nianxuan Sect, and there are still so many disciples in the market. Otherwise, under the full force of a Nascent Soul cultivator, I don't know how many people would have died, and this "Yuanshuang Town" would have been wiped off the face of the world.

Yao Han looked toward the center of the battle. As the smoke cleared, the figure of the Xu surname cultivator could no longer be found. Only Tianying Zhenren stood there with his hands behind his back, his Daoist robe spotless.

As for Xu Yuan, he was definitely reduced to ashes by this Nascent Soul attack.

Yao Han glanced at it and dared not look again. He felt as if the Eagle Immortal had looked in his direction, so he quickly lowered his head and avoided the gaze, pretending to be timid. In fact, he didn't need to pretend; the fear in his heart at this moment was genuine.

In this world of cultivation, it is common for high-level cultivators to regard low-level cultivators as ants and kill them with a single blow if they disagree. Now, he can only secretly hope that his conversation with Xu Yuan just now was not discovered by the man.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Eagle True Man seemed to only glance at him casually and did not come over. After scanning the market with his divine sense, he took off and returned to the group of Nianxuan Sect disciples.

Yao Han let out a deep breath before daring to raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

What kind of mess have I made?!

Having already decided to turn over a new leaf and start anew, why am I still being dragged into the conflicts of these high-level cultivators after being reborn?

Why are there so many bad people in this cultivation world?!

He found a cracked section of broken wall, plopped down in the shadows, and took a break.

At the same time, his divine sense continuously swept towards the complex restriction within his soul.

"Damn it, this restriction is really quite mysterious. We can't act rashly... If I had Core Formation cultivation, it would be fine, but I can only suppress it temporarily."

This restriction appeared intermittently in his soul, seemingly connected to his magical power and energy. If he were to act rashly, who knows what the consequences would be.

Do we really have to go and find that Myriad Phenomena Temple?

Yao Han had heard of the Myriad Phenomena Temple before.

This sect is located in Binghai Kingdom, northeast of Jing Kingdom. However, it is not strong. It only has one Nascent Soul stage expert in charge. But this Nascent Soul cultivator is also nearing the end of his life. Looking at the entire Dongling, Wanxiang Temple can only be called a third-rate sect.

What's wrong with these people from the Myriad Manifestations Temple? How dare they provoke the Six Sects? The Nianxuan Sect has five Nascent Soul cultivators in charge. Do you think you can afford to mess with them?

Yao Han inwardly grumbled.

This is terrible; the original plan has been completely disrupted.

There's no need to stay in seclusion or go home anymore; the only thing to do first is to remove the restrictions on my body before considering anything else.

To be honest, he didn't want to help with this. Even if he delivered the item, what difference would it make?

Who knows what the elders of Wanxiang Temple will think? If this matter really involves some secrets, it is not impossible that the other party might suddenly decide to kill him after he has served his purpose.

"Sigh. Let's take it one step at a time. A month is more than enough time to reach Bingwu Kingdom... It would be best to find a way to remove this restriction along the way, then we wouldn't have to make this trip."

In the blink of an eye, the spirit stone in his hand dimmed, and his internal magical power recovered considerably.

"My bones are about to fall apart...wait, what's this?"

Yao Han got up from behind the broken wall and found that it was actually a medicine room, but it was now in a state of disrepair. The furnishings inside were in a terrible state, and the bottles and jars that were originally on the shelves were broken all over the floor.

He looked around. The remaining low-level cultivators in the market were still in shock, and the scene was quite chaotic. For the time being, no one noticed him.

Yao Han scanned the ground with his divine sense and sifted through the broken bottles and dregs of medicine, finding a bottle of "Qi-Boosting Pill" that was still relatively intact and half a bottle of "Yuan-Increasing Pill".

The former is used for healing injuries, while the latter has remarkable effects on improving cultivation.

He put two Qi-boosting pills into his mouth, slowly refined them, and felt his physical condition improve.

Just as I put the two bottles of pills into my storage bag, a group of cultivators walked over. Judging from their attire, they were probably law enforcement disciples of the Nianxuan Sect, here to maintain order.

Yao Han glanced at them, then turned and left. He didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place any longer.

Unexpectedly, someone prevented him from leaving.

"Hey kid over there, stop right there!"

This is such a hassle!

Yao Han turned around and clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Fellow senior brothers and sisters, what guidance do you have for me?"

"Who's your senior brother? Judging from your attire, you must be a rogue cultivator, right?"

The leader of this group was a man with a pointed face and monkey-like features; his appearance clearly indicated he was no good. He swayed as he approached Yao Han.

"What are you doing sneaking around here? This is our Nianxuan Sect's pharmacy! Tell me, did you steal some pills during the chaos?!"