Chapter 218

Gale winds blew, white clouds gathered and scattered.

Three flying boats, like arrows leaving the bow, formed a 'pin' shape and headed north.

The creaking sounds were endless.

Luo Chen, standing at the bow, frowned and looked at the flying boat beneath his feet.

Min Longyu, standing to the side, hurriedly said: "I have already tried my best to reinforce it."

Luo Chen shook his head, "This is not your fault."

Min Longyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The tattered and precarious state of the Sky Eagle flying boat was indeed not his fault.

In the Battle of Gaoling Plain, the Sky Eagle flying boat bore the brunt of the attack.

It first suffered a heavy blow from Tu Shan's seal, and after landing, it was besieged by Dajiang Gang cultivators.

Even though Duan Feng put it away in time, it still suffered quite a bit of damage.

Later, to avoid Huo Quan's pursuit, it flew frantically for five days and nights without sleep or rest.

It was precisely because of this that the original two-month journey was shortened to less than a month.

The price was that this high-grade flying boat was about to give out.

In fact, this was also the reason why Luo Chen advised Li Yixian to leave most of the mortals behind.

Dragging down the speed was one thing.

The Sky Eagle flying boat not being able to hold up was another.

It was not just their Luotian Society.

The flying boats of the Li family and the Nangong family behind also looked tattered and gray.

Fortunately, they were about to reach their destination.

"President, once we cross this Taoshan, we can see Tianlan Xiancheng!"

"Taoshan?"

Luo Chen lowered his head and looked at the mountain ahead, which was not very tall.

The mountains and plains were covered with peach trees.

Branches grew horizontally, and the flowers were as beautiful as brocade.

It was not the season for peach blossoms to bloom.

However!

In the vast mountain, pink, red, and rosy peach blossoms were everywhere.

Pavilions and towers were hidden among them.

Figures were constantly shuttling back and forth.

Some existences were even dazzlingly white.

He frowned, slightly increasing the intensity of his Spirit Eye Art, but the scene that entered his eyes made his heart heat up.

That was in the wild...

"Cough, cough..."

Min Longyu coughed dryly and said somewhat unnaturally: "This mountain is an industry of the Peach Blossom Ancestor's lineage of the Hundred Flower Palace, and the business conducted here is all flesh trade."

"Sounds somewhat similar to the Long Long Tianxiang Tower of Dajiang Market?"

"In the low-end market, Taoshan beats the Long Long Tianxiang Tower. In the entire Tianlan Xiancheng, hundreds or thousands of cultivators come here by reputation every day in previous years."

So knowledgeable?

Luo Chen looked at him with a half-smile, "Have you patronized it?"

"Just heard of it, heard of it, haven't patronized it!"

Min Longyu waved his hands hurriedly to show that he kept himself clean.

Luo Chen smiled slightly and didn't care about this matter.

While the two were talking, the cultivators on the flying boat also discovered the Taoshan beneath their feet.

Beautiful scenery, beauties.

The rich aura of lust made people blush.

Below, some bold female cultivators discovered them and waved their handkerchiefs.

"Fellow Daoists, come down and play!"

Luo Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He never expected that there would be such a dissolute place in Tianlan Xiancheng.

By comparison, the Long Long Tianxiang Tower of the Hehuan Sect was simply too amateurish.

"If Fellow Daoist Zeng Wen were still here, this place would be his gentle hometown!"

Luo Chen sighed with emotion.

Then his body stiffened.

It was not some third-tier demon king, nor was it some Golden Core expert passing by.

It was just Xiu Gu passing by holding her son, Zeng Yilong.

It seemed that a pair of eyes had looked at him faintly.

It seemed he had said the wrong thing.

Amidst the moans of the demonesses beneath his feet, the flying boat had already passed Taoshan.

Instantly!

Luo Chen held his breath.

A huge and majestic city, separated by a great distance, like a city-battering hammer, simply and crudely crashed into his eyes.

The dark green city walls stretched endlessly, a hundred zhang high, spanning hundreds of miles.

Obscure and terrifying magic power fluctuations faintly spread from the city walls.

The higher the realm, the deeper the feeling.

It was as if what was in front of him was not a magnificent giant city, but an ancient desolate beast crawling on the earth, slumbering for a thousand years!

If it were to wake up, it would scorch the earth for a thousand miles and overturn the rivers and seas.

Looking up!

Deep in the giant city, a mountain peak whose summit could not be seen, only its waist could be glimpsed, stood abruptly!

Clouds and mist swirled, appearing and disappearing.

A white giant dragon roared down from the invisible summit!

No!

That was not a giant dragon!

It was a waterfall a hundred zhang wide, with an unknown height!

Outside the waterfall, streaks of colorful light, radiating the powerful cultivation of at least Foundation Establishment, or even Golden Core, flew in and out like mayflies.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Luo Chen asked without blinking: "Where does this waterfall come from?"

Beside his ears, a murmuring sound arose.

"Descending from the heavens, creating waves upon landing."

"This city is called Tianlan!"

Tianlan...

Luo Chen took a deep breath, moved his gaze away, and looked back.

All the cultivators of the Luotian Society had come out by now, densely crowding every part of the flying boat.

One by one, they were all shocked as they watched this scene.

On the other two flying boats behind, the hunched Nangong Jin tried to stand up straight, but in front of this world-class wonder, he appeared even more hunched.

Nangong Qin, sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't stop his body from trembling.

On the Li family's flying boat.

Li Yixian's beautiful eyes were blurred, and waves faintly appeared in her pupils.

This place was the true destination that cultivators yearned for!

Dajiang Market was just a backwater.

That kid Li Ao couldn't stop walking back and forth on the flying boat, pointing at the immortal city in the distance and shouting.

He no longer had his usual arrogance.

Whoosh!

A disheveled Foundation Establishment male cultivator flew out from Taoshan behind them.

As he passed them, he couldn't help but look back and sneer.

"Country bumpkins, you're all stunned, aren't you!"

This sneer was not really concealed.

Many people heard it.

For a moment, many low-tier cultivators felt ashamed, wishing they could crawl into a crack in the ground.

Luo Chen shook his head and slowly raised his right hand.

"Raise your heads, puff out your chests."

"We are entering the city!"

Swish!

A uniform sound arose; the Luotian Society cultivators all raised their heads and puffed out their chests, their gazes following Luo Chen's back.

Min Longyu woke up from his immersion in returning to his old home.

He couldn't help but take a deep look at Luo Chen.

At that moment, he seemed to feel a surge of immense heroic spirit erupting!

The originally stalled Sky Eagle flying boat slowly started up.

The two flying boats behind reacted a bit slowly, but they soon followed.

Crossing mountain peaks, high or low, and facing the gazes of cultivators, one after another.

The three flying boats finally stopped slowly outside a wide moat.

"Extinguish spiritual power, disembark."

"Flying is prohibited within Tianlan City."

"Incoming cultivators, look at the notice board; don't be reckless. Losing face is a small matter, but don't blame Old Xu for not reminding you if you lose your life!"

Before the moat.

A huge drawbridge hung over the wide river surface.

An old man wearing a snow-white long robe was speaking loudly.

It didn't seem aimed at anyone, but the cultivators entering and exiting nearby couldn't help but cast their gazes at the three flying boats in mid-air.

"So dirty, I wonder how long they've been traveling without cleaning."

"Tsk tsk, that one in the lead looks like it's about to fall apart!"

"One look and you can tell it hasn't been properly maintained; this flying boat is probably scrap!"

"Where did this group come from?"

"Don't know, don't recognize a single one; probably refugees from some backwater!"

Excellent perception allowed Luo Chen to catch all these discussions.

His face was slightly unnatural.

He waved his hand.

The Sky Eagle flying boat descended slowly.

But before it could land on the ground, that old but vigorous voice roared over again.

"Where are you stopping, where are you stopping!"

In mid-air, the three flying boats froze.

Duan Feng and the others responsible for controlling the flying boats flushed red.

The ground here was so wide, what was wrong with stopping for a moment?

"Stay calm, we are new here, everything must be done according to local customs."

Luo Chen transmitted his voice to soothe them.

Duan Feng and the others couldn't help but nod.

"Random parking, watch out for fines!"

"Liuzi, come over and guide them, take them to dock!"

Soon, as Old Xu's words fell.

A thin, monkey-like young man who had been waiting on the side flew in front of the flying boat like a rocket.

Luo Chen first looked at the place where he had been standing before.

There were other cultivators who looked disappointed and dispersed while cursing.

Someone was fighting over the job of docking?

Amidst the confusion, the young man bowed to Luo Chen, who was standing at the bow, quite comically.

"Junior Xu Xiaoliu, everyone calls me Liuzi, or Monkey. Whatever the Senior pleases, you can call me whatever you like."

Also surnamed Xu?

Luo Chen nodded, "Liuzi, may I ask where we should dock the flying boats?"

"Come, just follow me!"

Liuzi chuckled and flew in front, stepping on a lotus-like cloud tray, fawningly.

From time to time, he would try to curry favor with Luo Chen behind him.

On the flying boat.

Sima Hui Niang had already stood behind Luo Chen.

Her gaze was slightly focused, looking at Liuzi's back.

"Ninth level of Qi Refining?"

Beside her, Min Longyu chuckled: "Is the President wondering why a dignified ninth-level Qi Refining expert is doing this lowly job of welcoming and sending off?"

Sima Hui Niang nodded, her face full of confusion.

Or rather, there was a sense of dissonance that was hard to accept.

Whether it was Dajiang Market or Taishan Market.

A ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator was already considered an expert.

Joining a gang, at the very least, one would start as a deacon.

In a cultivation family, most were elders.

Even as a rogue cultivator, one would be someone to whom others would give three points of face wherever they went.

But in this Tianlan Xiancheng, this scene of Liuzi bowing and scraping, deliberately fawning, was truly something she, or rather many Luotian Society cultivators, could not accept.

"Because this is Tianlan Xiancheng!"

"Known as an immortal city with clouds of cultivators and rain of Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment true cultivators are everywhere, and Golden Core superiors are often seen."

"A mere ninth level of Qi Refining naturally cannot be called an expert."

Listening to Min Longyu's explanation, Sima Hui Niang shook her head.

Even recognizing this environment, she was still somewhat dazed.

"Moreover, the location of an immortal city is often at an absolute transportation hub, playing a role in connecting the relationships between major sects."

"In places like this, although there is fighting and killing, the focus is more on resource exchange and business dealings."

"The level that Qi Refining cultivators can reach is simply too narrow."

"Without a background, a rogue cultivator can hardly move an inch. For any small job, there are rogue cultivators breaking their heads to grab it."

"It can be said that the competition is fierce, even more so than in small markets, or even internal strife within sects."

"Those who feel they have no talent might as well leave Tianlan Xiancheng and go to other backwaters to gamble on their fortune. For example, me!"

Min Longyu said leisurely.

His words were not concealed at all, but spoken loudly.

These words were not just for Sima Hui Niang, but for all the cultivators of the Luotian Society.

Luo Chen glanced at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Does this count as taking the opportunity to show loyalty?

Using these words to warn those in the team whose will is not firm.

He even used himself as an example!

Even someone like him, who is proficient in arrays, calls himself a "person of no talent."

One can imagine that those mid-tier Qi Refining cultivators, or those at the seventh or eighth level of the Luotian Society, who heard these words, would definitely feel a tightening in their hearts and decide to hold onto Luo Chen's thigh tightly in the future.

"Exaggerated, brother!"

Luo Chen silently gave Min Longyu a thumbs up.

Xu Xiaoliu, who was flying in front, turned his head with a smile.

"This Fellow Daoist seems very familiar with Tianlan Xiancheng!"

Min Longyu straightened his clothes and said solemnly: "I am Min Longyu, from the Min family of Danxia Shanfeng."

Xu Xiaoliu looked at him in surprise.

"Could it be the Min family, which was extremely prosperous a hundred years ago?"

"Exactly!"

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect there to be any cultivators left in the Min family. What a pity... your Danxia Shanfeng has now become a place for left-leaning rogue cultivators to mingle, no longer having the magnificent scenery of ten thousand rays of rosy light and purple energy coming from the east of the past. Are you returning this time to revitalize the Min family?"

While speaking, Xu Xiaoliu glanced at Luo Chen.

A Foundation Establishment true cultivator, his demeanor is indeed extraordinary!

Hearing these words, Min Longyu's interest in talking freely just now couldn't help but drop.

He said reluctantly: "It is already not easy for me to be alive, so how can I talk about revitalizing the family. Moreover..."

He squeezed out a smile, "In this Tianlan Xiancheng, every hundred years, there is no shortage of cultivation families that have scattered like wind and clouds, and the Danxia Min family is not the only one."

"That's true!" Xu Xiaoliu nodded, "Ten years ago, the Jinghu Fu family was gone, and it was fortunate that the successor family head was decisive enough to take all the clansmen far away, avoiding the same fate as your Min family."

Jinghu Fu family?

Wouldn't that be the Fu family that was destroyed by their Luotian Society!

Many people in Dajiang Market knew that the Fu family had come from Tianlan Xiancheng.

Sima Hui Niang looked over in surprise.

Min Longyu shrugged and spread his hands.

It seems so!

Sima Hui Niang couldn't help but not know whether to laugh or cry; she didn't expect that the Fu family hadn't stayed in Tianlan Xiancheng, went to Dajiang Market, and still ended up with their people dead and family destroyed.

She didn't know whether to say they were unlucky.

After this episode, Min Longyu's mood recovered quite a bit.

He said seriously: "President, President, don't underestimate Fellow Daoist Xu. This job of his is still very profitable!"

"Ordinary people can't grab this job."

"Oh?"

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow.

And then!

"Welcome to the Tianlan Docking Field!"

Xu Xiaoliu turned around and bowed to Luo Chen.

Luo Chen looked down.

There were hundreds of flying boats docked on the flat ground, arranged like scales.

Among the flying boats, there were small ones that could only carry one or two people.

There were also large flying boats, over fifty zhang long, radiating the aura of top-grade magic tools.

Like the Luotian Society's Sky Eagle flying boat, which was no more than thirty zhang long, it belonged to the category of ordinary high-grade flying boats here.

"Come, come, come, everyone follow me, dock over here!"

Xu Xiaoliu directed them to land the flying boats safely.

Before they were even parked, he roared at the top of his lungs.

"Brothers, business is here, speed, speed!"

In fact, he didn't even need to roar.

People had already poked their heads out below, wearing hemp clothes, looking up.

"Wait!"

Luo Chen frowned, interrupting the group that was about to surround them.

"What are you doing?"

Xu Xiaoliu blinked, "Senior, your flying boats are so dirty, don't you want to wash them?"

"Look, this is about to fall apart, don't you want to repair it?"

"Not to mention anything else, the Divine Work Sect has unique techniques for repairing flying boats; I guarantee to repair them better than the original!"

Wash the boat?

Repair the boat?

Luo Chen was stunned.

Since when did the cultivation world extend such services?

He couldn't help but ask: "Is it free?"

"Fellow Daoist must be joking!"

The one speaking was not Xu Xiaoliu.

It was a man under the sunshade who was knocking on a tobacco pouch.

Wearing a short shirt, he looked at Luo Chen with a smile.

Luo Chen's gaze shifted over, his expression calm.

Foundation Establishment true cultivator!

The reason he was so calm was because he had already discovered it while he was above.

Down here, there was more than one Foundation Establishment true cultivator.

"How should I address you?"

"Lu Rong."

The man stood up, took a puff of his dusty tobacco pipe, and then exhaled a vast white mist.

The mist didn't fly around, and others couldn't even inhale a mouthful.

Instead, it circled around his own body and seeped into his body through every pore.

Watching this scene, Luo Chen couldn't help but be stunned.

Such an environmentally friendly way of smoking, perfectly eliminating secondhand smoke...

Is this some secret technique he is cultivating?

Lu Rong walked up to Luo Chen, stretched, yawned, and said: "Fellow Daoist, this joke of yours is a bit too big. Repairing flying boats is hard work, costing both time and materials; how could it be free."

Luo Chen twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a fake smile: "Then the joke you guys made is not small either!"

"Oh?"

Lu Rong looked at Luo Chen, waiting for the rest of his sentence.

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