Chapter 643: Observations in Qingyun City, Starting Cultivation Anew

In the state of San Xian He Ti, they were even more invincible.

But in this world, they might just be the lowest-level existences.

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Wuji asked worriedly.

"We can't just stay on this hillside forever, right?"

"Let's observe the situation first," Lin Xuan said calmly.

"The Spirit Qi of heaven and earth here is so dense; it will be a great help to our cultivation."

"Let's find a way to improve our strength first, then make plans."

Just then, the battle in the sky ended.

The white-robed cultivator pierced the black-robed cultivator's chest with a sword, defeating them completely.

The black-robed cultivator's body exploded in mid-air, turning into a blood mist and dissipating.

"A remnant of the Blood Demon Sect, daring to run wild on my Qingyun Shan."

The white-robed cultivator gave a cold snort and stood with their sword sheathed.

Their figure flickered in the air a few times and vanished in an instant.

The crowd of onlookers also began to disperse.

"Alright, alright, there's nothing left to see."

"That's all the skill the Blood Demon Sect people have."

"Better go back and cultivate; the Ascension Assembly is coming up soon."

Hearing the words "Ascension Assembly," a glimmer of light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

"Ascension Assembly? Sounds like some kind of important event."

"Should we go and ask about it?" Nezha suggested.

"But in our current state..." Zhang Wuji looked at himself.

After the previous great battle, all three of their clothes were tattered.

There were also quite a few bloodstains and dust on their bodies.

They certainly looked out of place in this area.

"Let's find a way to get some clothes first," Lin Xuan said.

"Then find a place to understand the situation here."

The three walked toward the foot of the mountain, looking for signs of people.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they finally saw a small town.

The town was not large, but the architectural style was very unique.

Every building radiated faint fluctuations of Spirit Qi.

People were coming and going on the streets, but they were all cultivators.

They did not see a single ordinary person.

"Everyone here is a cultivator?" Nezha said in surprise.

"Even that old man selling vegetables has the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Stage!"

It was indeed so.

In the Three Realms, the Foundation Establishment Stage was already considered a decent cultivator.

But here, cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage could only do the most menial work.

"What level is our cultivation considered here?" Zhang Wuji asked curiously.

Lin Xuan sensed the aura of the people around them.

"Probably equivalent to the Golden Core Stage."

"In this town, that should be considered upper-middle."

Although they had now deactivated the San Xian He Ti state.

They had all improved their strength after experiencing the great battle with Nitian Mozun.

It was roughly equivalent to a Golden Core Stage cultivator from the upper realms.

"That's good, at least we aren't the weakest," Nezha breathed a sigh of relief.

The three walked into the town to look for a clothing store.

They soon found a shop that specialized in selling cultivator clothing.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged female cultivator with a cultivation at the Nascent Soul Early Stage.

"What would the three guests like to buy?" the shopkeeper greeted them enthusiastically.

"We would like to buy three sets of clothes," Lin Xuan said.

"The most ordinary ones will do."

The shopkeeper looked them up and down, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"Are the three of you from the lower realms?"

"Uh..." Lin Xuan was taken aback.

He hadn't expected it to be so easy to tell.

"Yes," he had to answer truthfully.

"We just ascended not long ago."

"No wonder," the shopkeeper realized suddenly.

"Cultivators who ascend from the lower realms all have this kind of temperament."

"Simple and unadorned, yet with deep foundations."

She took out three sets of cyan robes.

"These are the most common cultivator garments we have here."

"Ten low-grade spirit stones per set."

"Spirit stones?" Nezha asked in a low voice.

"Do we have any?"

The three of them looked at each other; none of them had this thing called a spirit stone.

In the Three Realms, they used Immortal stones and Demon stones.

But that clearly would not work here.

"We... do not have any spirit stones for the moment," Lin Xuan said awkwardly.

"Can we use something else to trade for them?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "I'm sorry, we only accept spirit stones."

"If you don't have spirit stones..."

"Wait."

A voice came from outside the shop.

The three of them turned their heads to look and saw a young cultivator walking in.

This person looked to be in his twenties and was wearing a luxurious purple robe.

His cultivation was at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, even stronger than the shopkeeper.

"The three of you must be fellow Daoists who have just undergone Ascension, right?" the young cultivator said with a smile.

"I am Su Yun, an Outer Sect Disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect."

"Greetings, fellow Daoist Su," Lin Xuan said, cupping his hands in a salute.

"I am Lin Xuan, and these are my two friends."

"Haha, we are all cultivators, no need to be so formal," Su Yun said, waving his hand.

"I see that the three of you are new here and have no money."

"How about this, I will pay for these three sets of clothes."

"Consider it a gift to welcome the three of you to the Upper Realm."

As he spoke, he took out thirty spirit stones and placed them on the counter.

"How could we impose..." Lin Xuan hurriedly declined.

"One should not accept a reward without merit; we cannot take your things."

"Haha, fellow Daoist Lin is too polite," Su Yun laughed.

"It is only right for us cultivators to help one another."

"Besides, I also have a small request."

"What request?" Lin Xuan asked vigilantly.

"It is nothing major," Su Yun said.

"I just want to invite the three of you to be guests at our Azure Cloud Sect."

"My master is very interested in cultivators who have ascended from the Lower Realm."

"He wants to learn a bit about the situation in the Lower Realm."

Lin Xuan frowned.

Although the other party seemed very friendly, they were new here.

They knew nothing about the situation here.

Rashly agreeing to go to some sect could be dangerous.

"We can consider it," Lin Xuan said.

"But we cannot decide right now."

"Of course," Su Yun nodded.

"The three of you can stay in town for a few days first."

"Make a decision once you are familiar with the environment."

"However, there is one thing I must remind the three of you of."

"What is it?" Nezha asked.

"In three days, it will be the Immortal Ascension Assembly," Su Yun said.

"Many powerhouses will gather there at that time."

"The three of you had best be careful and not get caught up in unnecessary trouble."

After finishing, Su Yun cupped his hands toward the three of them and turned to leave the shop.

Leaving the three of them looking at each other.

The Immortal Ascension Assembly, the Azure Cloud Sect, and this mysterious Su Yun.

It seemed their life in the Upper Realm would be full of challenges.

"Let's change our clothes first," Lin Xuan sighed.

"Then find a place to stay."

"And slowly learn about the situation here."

"Let's go take a look at that city."

Lin Xuan pointed toward a towering city in the distance and said.

Looking from the hillside from afar, that city was grand in scale.

The city wall reached a height of a thousand zhang, towering over the earth like a mountain peak.

The city wall was entirely cyan in color, emitting a faint luster under the sunlight.

"What a massive city!" Nezha exclaimed in wonder.

"It is even more magnificent than the Lingxiao Baodian of the Heavenly Court!"

Zhang Wuji was also stunned: "A city of this scale, how many people must live here?"

The three of them walked cautiously toward the city.

Along the way, they encountered many cultivators, all of whom were flying on swords or arriving by stepping on clouds.

They could only proceed on foot, appearing exceptionally conspicuous.