Fu Qingjun silently contemplated the existence of the universe's second financial magnate.
In his view, having painted the portraits made finding people a lot more convenient.
Fu Qingjun held some advantages of a Saint, casually setting up and spying on some sect formulas. The tavern quickly became famed throughout the town due to its delicious dishes and mysterious cultivation boost.
Many cultivators and young talents came here to drink tea and eat, taking pride in it.
"That's enough, a place for exchanging intelligence, convenient for some inquiries."
After resolving these matters, Fu Qingjun left an avatar behind, planning to go beyond the cosmic membrane for a look, after all, he was ultimately not a person of this era, this universe was entirely unknown to him.
Truth creatures...
The dark Forest of Truth outside the cosmic membrane...
In these matters, he was far less advantaged than Celestial Venerable Wen Ce.
