Over the next few days, news of a mysterious Shadow Immortal lodging at the Still Flame Inn spread like wildfire through the upper echelons of Hymn City.
A Shadow Immortal with no recorded affiliations, no known sect or clan backing, and who had not only sold Greater Demon Saint Horns but also purchased massive quantities of materials in the Central Market Tower.
It was enough to draw some attention.
Although he was only a Lesser Immortal, it was still a lot better for them. After all, it means that Vale might actually need Shadow Immortal Spells in order to advance to an Earth Immortal.
On the fourth morning, Vale was enjoying a quiet cup of blue-leaf tea on the balcony of his room when the first knock came.
Vale was already used to it and decided to let the visitor enter.
The first visitor of this day was a young, elegant woman wearing silver-lined robes. Her presence barely showed that she was an Immortal but Vale didn't miss it at all.
"Vale?" she asked.
"That's me."
