Wang Meng was nearby, but he didn't blend in, choosing instead to watch quietly. This was a characteristic of the Middle Thousand Realm—mortals and Cultivators mingled freely, giving it a more human touch than the Small Thousand Realm.
The Qilin Beast's parade lasted for fifteen minutes. After five lucky individuals were chosen, it came to a close. Members of the Pill Immortal Alliance carefully led the Qilin Beast out of the square toward the main altar outside the city.
Watching the Qilin Beast depart, Fatty Bai breathed a sigh of relief, yet also sighed with a hint of regret.
"You like the Qilin that much? Why not just catch one on the next hunt?" Wang Meng casually remarked.
Fatty Bai gave a bitter smile. "Boss, this is a Qilin. Capturing it took hundreds of Cultivators, not to mention Wang City's top expert, Mulholland Drive. Speaking of which, you should really watch out for him, Boss. He's bound to come back sooner or later."
