This Void Devouring Flame seems a bit strange

Today, Wutan City is still bustling with activity. Due to its proximity to the Warcraft Mountains, the trade of various Warcraft materials, herbs, and weapons has never been interrupted.

However, in this lively atmosphere, there was a presence that seemed extremely abrupt - in a corner, a man in black, wearing a hat that covered most of his face so that people could not see his true appearance, set up a very simple stall. But there was nothing on the stall, only a sign next to it, which read "Improve your strength, any price, refund if ineffective."

Naturally, people were very concerned about this strange stall. After all, the stall was completely empty. It didn't sell magic cores, herbs, or weapons. A stall with nothing on it actually claimed to "improve strength"? Isn't this funny?

It is for this reason that people either don't care about this stall, or laugh at the man in black, or give him a sympathetic look - after all, he doesn't sell anything but claims to improve his strength, which makes him look like a charlatan no matter how you look at him.

But what surprised people was that even though no one came to patronize the place, the man in black set up his stall every day. Even when closing the stall, he did not find a hotel to rest, but wandered around, not knowing what he was looking for.

At first, people thought that he would soon leave Wutan City because his business could not continue. Until one day, someone saw him carrying the corpse of a monster and exchanging it for some money in the market.

Of course, for busy people, the above are just topics of conversation after dinner.

Of course, Xuwu Tunyan would not care about the opinions of these people, because these were just one of his means to get close to Xiao Yan. Although this clone had the strength of a Dou Zun and could go directly to the Xiao family, but considering that the Xiao family had the unstable factor of Xiao Xun'er, if it aroused suspicion, that would not be the result that Xuwu Tunyan wanted.

After much thought, Xuwu Tunyan decided to take a "roundabout way to save the country" and deliberately put up this gimmick to improve his strength. It was only a matter of time before he attracted attention. Then he could enter the Xiao family with a legitimate reason. In this case, even if Xun'er had doubts, she would not be able to summon other helpers besides Ling Ying to check his background directly. Otherwise, it would be the people from the ancient clan who would be worried. After all, the eight ancient clans had made an agreement not to send experts casually, even if it was an unbinding agreement. As for himself, there were not many people who knew about his existence. Since there was no insider, the possibility of leakage was even lower.

"Uncle...Uncle." A slightly childish voice came, interrupting Xuwu Tunyan's thoughts.

"Is there something wrong?" Although Xuwu Tunyan was a little dissatisfied when his thoughts were interrupted, he still remained calm.

Xuwu Tunyan put his thoughts aside and looked at the figure in front of him. It was a girl with a pretty face. She was carrying a coarse cloth bag on her back, which seemed to be full of things.

The girl looked a little restrained: "Well... I see that you have been setting up a stall here but not making any money, so I prepared some food..." The girl was obviously a little nervous, and her tone was a little stuttering.

Xuwu Tunyan laughed in silence. Indeed, usually no one came to his stall, and he would wander around after closing the stall. He guessed that most people would just regard him as a failed small trader.

"Heh..." Thinking of this, Xuwu Tunyan chuckled. Although he came here with a purpose and was used to everyone's ridicule during this period of time, he was a little surprised to see such an enthusiastic person suddenly appear.

"Here... here you are." The girl was startled by the laughter, and quickly dropped her bag and ran away. But as she ran away, a small jade bottle and a small box fell into her hands accurately, followed by a voice that seemed very far away but seemed to be close at hand: "Drop a drop of this into the bath water every day, and in a month, I believe you will come back to find me. If you don't believe me, it doesn't matter if you sell it."