So Arrogant

In the market.

Shen Ping slowly walked on the street and realized that most of the surrounding cultivators had hurried expressions. The entire street clearly looked much colder. He had not gone far when someone shouted in a low voice, "The Danxia Sect disciples are here."

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The expressions of the cultivators changed as they quickly flashed to the edge of the street. The middle of the street instantly became empty. All the cultivators lowered their heads.

Shen Ping did not know what was going on, but he hurriedly followed suit. Until a group of Danxia Sect disciples walked over, the tense expressions of many cultivators relaxed a little.

"Fellow Daoist, I haven't been to the market for the past few days. What was the situation just now?" Shen Ping cupped his hands. Then, he took out a low-grade spirit stone from his storage bag.