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One and a half years later.

It was a busy city. People talking to each other, vendors trying to poach customers, this sure was a lively place.

"Where is White Tiger Cave? I am new here, so I am not sure." a hooded man asked one of the street vendors.

But the vendor looked at the hooded man with suspicion.

"Who the hell are you? Who in the world doesn\'t know where the great White Tiger Cave is?" the vendor asked, laughing at the hooded man.

The hooded man shook his head and continued along the road. He couldn\'t be bothered with someone who wouldn\'t help him.

He walked past this road, and saw the number of people slowly diminishing. It looked like he didn\'t indeed need any directions. All the roads eventually lead here.

The hooded man looked at the large compound in the center of the city. This was quite the large sect. It encompassed an area of perhaps ten square kilometers.

The hooded man swept what area he could with his divine sense, and continued forward. He stopped at the entrance of this sect.

Again, he saw a large number of people crowded here. Not everyone was allowed in, obviously. Only those with the right connections, with money, or those who had a reason to enter were allowed in.

As for the rest, those who wanted to enter this haven of cultivation, they were not allowed in. White Tiger Cave was the most secure place in the entire world, and it was very difficult to be allowed in.

There were Soul Evolution Experts everywhere, and the hooded man could see more Xiantian level experts than ever before. This was the definition of a true super power.

The hooded man stopped at the end of the line that was leading to the entrance. One by one, people were getting rejected. Sometimes, the guard allowed the person to go in, as long as the guard himself received something.

Soon enough, it was the turn of the hooded man.

"What are you here for? And if you are here to just look around and enter the White Tiger Shrine, then come another time. The entire White Tiger Cave is busy handling the martial gathering." the guard said.

The hooded man shook his head.

"I am here because I want to meet an old friend. He told me that he owed you something." the hooded man took out a mid grade spirit stone that sparkled.

Wherever one went, spirit stones did not lose their value. Mid grade spirit stones were very, very valuable. The eyes of the guard shone with greed.

"Not one. To enter, you need three mid grade spirit stones." the guard said. He was going to milk the cow that entered for all its worth.

The hooded man did not even argue. He just took out three mid grade spirit stones and was about to enter, when he was stopped by the guard.

"I changed my mind. Give me five more." the guard said.

The hooded man nodded and he gave the guard five more spirit stones.

The guard rejoiced. He truly hit the gold mine this time. This man clearly didn\'t know the worth of these spirit stones.

"Actually, I lost my spatial ring recently. I can\'t seem to find a good replacement for it. I think that yours should do for a while. Why don\'t you give me your spatial ring?" the guard looked greedily at the hooded man\'s spatial ring, which clearly had more spirit stones.

Now, the hooded man looked straight at the guard\'s eyes. His right eye had a scar that defined his entire face. Looking at those eyes, the guard shuddered.

"I think that I have given enough? I am sure that there are more guards who are willing to rat you out for a price? Don\'t push it." the hooded man said coldly.

"You- you may enter." the guard said, and he looked away instantly.

The hooded man nodded and he started walking forward. It was pretty clear where most of these people were going. The first thing that one would do when a person entered the White Tiger Cave was go to the White Tiger Shrine.

A shrine dedicated to the one and only White Tiger, and guardian, and the god of everyone in this world.

The hooded man did the same. He followed all the people who were allowed in, and the majority of them were walking to the White Tiger Shrine.

It was a large temple, completely enclosed. With buddhist inscriptions, sculptures around the temple, it felt like it was more of a temple of the buddha than that of the White Tiger.

The hooded man entered the temple and looked straight at the giant idol of the one and only White Tiger.

A giant tiger the size of an elephant was looking fiercly at everyone who entered. Just looking straight into the eyes of the sculpture would cause them to shudder.

This was the shrine of the white tiger. Thousands of years ago, it was said that the shrine was put in place, and the white tiger decided to give the idol some spirituality. And the remaining spirituality still existed to this day!

The hooded man looked straight at the white tiger, immobile. It was like he wasn\'t affected by the pressure that the idol was giving.

"Ah! Thousands of years. To think that the spirituality given to a mere idol lasted for thousands of years. I can still feel it. It is quite strong. However, it could use some renovation, don\'t you think, Liu Man?" the hooded man chuckled.

"Shut up. You can comment when you are able to do the same thing." a lazy voice came from his sleeve.

Who was this, other than Liu Feng himself? A year and half passed since he was forced to go through hell in the Forest of dreams. And now, he was finally out. Back to the mortal world.

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