Summit Farmer

Peter Brown parted with Aurora Taylor and then made his way to the market. This time, Peter made extensive purchases, buying up various ingredients necessary for concocting potions and packed several storage bags to the brim, spending a total of one hundred thousand fairy coins before leaving.

Of course, Peter had also put on a simple disguise. His extensive shopping, if done with his actual face, would have undoubtedly drawn people’s attention.

Fortunately, no one expected the first-place newcomer to go on a frenzied vegetable buying spree, so it didn’t attract much notice.

Having reverted to his original appearance, Peter headed towards the location of his cave dwelling. This time, he had been rewarded with quite a few things, the most important of which was the cave dwelling itself.

Just thinking about the cave dwelling excited Peter; he finally had a foundation within the Immortal Sect. Despite it being just a small cave dwelling, within the sect it represented power and status. Many yearned for one but couldn’t obtain it. Yet he, having been here for only a short time, had already achieved such a significant accomplishment—it truly wasn’t easy.

While walking, Peter’s mind stirred, and he summoned the blue turtle shell, his gaze turning to a man and a woman standing opposite him.

As he looked at the two individuals, the woman’s eyes were filled with killing intent, while the man also stared back at Peter solemnly.

"Very good, I didn’t expect you to actually win first place!"

As the man gazed at Peter, his aura was dramatically amplifying.

Peter immediately felt the oppressive weight of the other’s aura.

However, Peter wasn’t afraid that this man would pose him any harm. He stood his ground and stared right back at the opposition.