As they went to town, Shen Mu was shocked. He could not help but gape with a little jealousy when he saw that Xue Wei had a purse filled with coins, and he himself only had his meager allowance.

As they entered the markets, Xue Wei looked around with big eyes. Although he was very mature for a ten-year-old, this was the first time he had seen such a sight in front of him.

Stalls were everywhere, people were screaming out their prices, and shops had opened up their doors, allowing for a steady stream of people to enter and leave their premises.

Some shops sold medicinal herbs and pastes. When Xue Wei saw these herbs he could not help but frown. The herbs that were on display were all herbs that Xue Wei knew about.

Xue Wei was surprised. He had no memory of his past, but he still remembered every single plant and herb in front of him, and when he thought about it, a whole encyclopedia appeared in his mind filled with knowledge about the herbs ranging from common to incredibly rare.

Xue Wei was shocked, but his facial expression quickly returned to normal, and the surprise and shock he had felt were hidden deep within.

Xue Wei had lost his memory, everything from before he awoke in his room at the mansion was gone, yet sometimes new information resurfaced in his mind, such as the knowledge about plants.

Shen Mu had been too busy looking around to notice the strange change on Xue Wei's face.

As they walked through the market, Xue Wei looked at everything in sight. He had no use for medicinal herbs as he could not cultivate, but what he was interested in were books. If he could find a stall or store selling books, then he would be happy, and that was his aim with this market trip.

Shen Mu, on the other hand, had just started to cultivate. He was also a ten-year-old boy, and he was eagerly trying his best to break into the ranks of an Ordinary Warrior.

Although he had been cultivating for a few months, Shen Mu had still not reached the threshold of being an Ordinary Warrior.

He was still considered a mortal, but he would become a real cultivator soon. Shen Mu was eager to step into the first layer of the Ordinary Warrior rank, and he had saved up his allowance to be able to afford a herb that would allow him to break into the first layer of the Ordinary Warrior cultivation realm.

Shen Mu would have bought a pill had he had the money, but he knew that pills were incredibly expensive and that it was impossible for him to get his hands on them.

The herb he wished to purchase was the Rising Mountain Dewflower. It was a common herb from the mountains, but to Shen Mu, it was still an expensive plant.

The pill version was called the Rising Mountain Pill, which was between double to seven times as effective as the herb itself, depending on the pill's rank. The higher the rank, the purer the medicinal extract within the pill was.

While Shen Mu was busy looking around for the Rising Mountain Dewflower, Xue Wei had found a market stall with a wide selection of books.

Xue Wei started looking at these books with a spark in his eyes, and he was filled with excitement when he suddenly felt someone place their hands on his shoulder.

Expecting that it was Shen Mu, Xue Wei scowled and turned around to tell this overly friendly person that he did not appreciate anyone touching him. However, when he turned around, he found that this person was not Shen Mu but an unknown person.

Frowning, Xue Wei tried to leave, only to see that more people stood out from the crowd and surrounded him. When he looked around to see if he could find Shen Mu, he noticed that his first and only friend had completely vanished.

"I assume you are Xiao Lei’s nephew?" the person who had his hand firmly placed on Xue Wei's shoulder drawled the question and Xue Wei could easily detect the enmity that the other felt towards him.

"I am, so what?" he asked, knowing full well that it would be a bad idea to admit to it, but he could not get himself to lie about his relationship with his uncle. That relationship was the only thing in the world keeping Xue Wei sane, and even if he had to endure bullies, he would not lie about it.

"I am Li Jian. The young master of the Li family," the young man introduced himself. "I started cultivating earlier this year, and I am almost at the first layer of the Ordinary Warrior rank. I do not accept trash like you in my city!"

"Your city? As far as I am aware, the City Lord comes from the Shen family," Xue Wei said, without backing down, his eyes gleaming dangerously.

Although he was incapable of fighting back if this young master wanted to beat him up, Xue Wei was not backing down, and he stared right into the eyes of Li Jian.

Xue Wei looked at Li Jian and measured his appearance in front of him. The child was clearly the same age as Xue Wei, his skin was pale from spending most of his time inside, and his eyes were narrow. His eyebrows were sharp like swords, giving him a threatening air, and his long black hair was tied on top of his head in a hairpin that resembled a crown.

He wore clothes of great quality; the quality was no less than that of the clothes that Xue Wei had on. While Xue Wei’s clothes were white and blue, this Li Jian's outfit was in white and golden colors.

"I am from the Li family! We might not be the city lords, but we are the oldest family in Tiankong City. This is our turf, and you have nothing to do here!"

The hand that was resting on Xue Wei's shoulder changed from a friendly touch to grab his clothes. Just as Li Jian was about to act, Shen Mu appeared from the side of the street, his breath ragged and his eyes filled with anger.

"Li Jian!" he called out. "You know the rules, do not touch Xue Wei. If you do, you will be scolded by Xiao Lei! Did you not wish for Xiao Lei to become your mentor? This way all you will gain is being loathed by the greatest Hunter of all time!”