Nichang Ghost Market.
When Wang Ba stepped out from the ghost market, he saw quite a few cultivators heading there from all directions.
Without any delay, Wang Ba took out his newly bought Class II upper-grade flying magic tool. After quickly refining it, he headed straight in the direction of the Tianmen Cult.
Not long after he left, a slightly fat elderly man also leisurely stepped out from the market.
It was Li Qu.
He looked around, then released a peculiar-looking black dog with a single horn on its head.
The black dog wiggled its nose and then barked low twice.
Hearing the black dog's barks, a flicker of surprise passed in Li Qu's eyes:
"Hmm, this person's reaction is quite sharp."
Then he confidently said:
"However, to escape from an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, while I secretly sprinkled you with musk scent, it's impossible for you to get away from my musk dog."