Although Ye Luo had some interactions with Feng Yun Xiner of the Wind Cloud Sect and had saved her several times, he certainly didn’t dare to venture there rashly.

Not to mention, those forces surely learned that the three great inland powers were all searching for Ye Luo’s whereabouts.

If he went, wouldn’t that be walking right into a trap?

After all, sects prioritize interests, and even Feng Yun Xiner might not be able to protect him. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

So, smaller sects like these are instead easier to hide within!

After all, such small sects have no fixed residency; wherever storms are smaller, they go there, and when storms grow, they relocate!

They simply do not have enough capacity to construct a territory of their own!

After some disguise, Ye Luo began to approach this small sect.

Ye Luo himself was of the human race, and even though he now had the bloodline of the dragon clan, as long as he did not activate his bloodline power, he remained a genuine human race member, unnoticed by the dragon clan if they weren’t attentive!

This gave him a slight sense of security.

Before he could get close to the force, five or six cultivators flew out.

The strength of these cultivators was mostly around the fifth or sixth level of the Earth Martial Realm, but one thing to note, the people of the South Territory generally have robust physiques.

For instance, these individuals, though their realms were not impressive, even inland Earth Martial Realm eighth or ninth level cultivators’ bodies might not compare to theirs.

This is one small benefit the harsh environment has provided them.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" One among them shouted angrily.

Considering the unique boundaries of the South Territory, mostly occupied by exiled cultivators, and among these, more than eighty to ninety percent are wicked; those big sects certainly couldn’t have wronged all of these cultivators!

Thus, while the South Territory is vast, it’s not devoid of troublemakers.

Moreover, the truly immense population of the South Territory is not the great sects, but the bandits!

These bandits are massive in number, free and fierce, and love raiding these small sects, so these sects fear the bandits most; these few were sent out as sentries, and upon detecting bandit traces, they had to flee immediately!

Of course, seeing Ye Luo alone, and his cultivation not high, they stepped forward to inquire.

"Brothers, I was forced to come to the South Territory; my family was harmed by returnees!"

Before coming, Ye Luo organized his identity, ensuring nothing could go wrong!

Thus, after he spoke, these people believed him.

After all, who would willingly come to the South Territory if not necessary?

Moreover, genuine exiles of the South Territory would have special marks from the sects, detectable from afar!

This is also the Sixth Region’s common method of treating sect criminals; such marks are unrelated to the realm and cannot be erased for at least several hundred years once marked.

Ye Luo did not bear such marks, which was one reason these people chose to trust Ye Luo.

"Alright, since that’s the case, come back to the tribe with us first!" A middle-aged man among them said.

Small forces like theirs were also absorbing people, but clean individuals in the South Territory were scarce; if choosing, why not select a great sect as a backing? These small sects offer no safety.

Therefore, within small sects, either cultivators with poor talents and low realms or those with innate defects would join!

If Ye Luo showed a high realm, these people certainly wouldn’t recruit him.

Soon, Ye Luo followed them to the tribe, which consisted of only dozens of people after all!

But absolutely not a family; in the South Territory, only those great sects would have big families; these small forces, unable to stay stable, mainly assembled temporarily.

However, among them, most were individuals framed by great sects; otherwise, they would have long joined a bandit tribe, being carefree and ignoring great sects as well.

"Reporting to the clan leader, we brought in a newcomer this time!"

One middle-aged man took Ye Luo to meet the tribal clan leader.

The so-called tribe consisted of merely a few crude formations, barely able to fend off some fierce sandstorms, and then several simple tents built with special materials.

"Oh? Come in!" An elderly voice came from within the tent.

Then Ye Luo followed the middle-aged man into the tent.

Though the storm lessened here, that restless power of laws still had significant impacts!

Thus, hoping for a peaceful sleep here was near a luxury.

Compared to previous floating city fortresses, it was a difference like heaven and hell.

"Greetings, clan leader!"

As he aimed to stay in this tribe, Ye Luo naturally needed to keep a low profile.

"Hmm? Tell me your background!" The elder said.

Ye Luo retold his earlier account.

Yet he sensed the elder’s divine sense continually probing him, though feigning ignorance; his divine sense compared to Ye Luo’s was vastly inferior, naturally perceiving everything as normal!

"Alright, if that’s the case, join our tribe! Go arrange his accommodation!"

Being a temporary force, joining was quite simple, particularly with no strength requirements.

Don’t underestimate these simple tents, as they were considered valuable in the tribe!

They could block most of the sandstorms, saving a lot of mana; otherwise, cultivators wouldn’t need to cultivate, using up all mana resisting storms.

Ye Luo was assigned to a large tent shared with over ten people; truthfully, he wasn’t used to such living conditions, but to avoid the dragon clan’s hunt, he had to endure.

"Young man, you’re new here, aren’t you?"

Seeing Ye Luo enter, many gathered around.

Ye Luo glanced around, noticing most were elders, many reaching their life’s end as cultivators; such people great forces naturally wouldn’t want, and even bandits might not accept them.

After all, who knew when their life would end, consuming supplies until they pass away would waste resources!

Even the great sects in the South Territory have severely scarce cultivation resources, as the resources here are shockingly meager.

"Greetings seniors, I’m new here and hope everyone can watch over me!" Ye Luo said respectfully.

"Not a problem, not a problem; since we meet here, it’s fate, we should assist each other!" One elder said.