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Chapter 223: Descending from Heaven, Giving Birth to Waves
Chapter 223: Descending from Heaven, Giving Birth to Waves
The howling wind blows, and the white clouds gather and disperse.
Three flying vessels soar like arrows released from a bowstring, forming a tripod formation, heading north.
The creaking sounds of the vessels are incessant.
Standing at the prow of the ship, Luo Chen furrows his brows and looks down at the flying vessel beneath him.
Min Longyu, beside him, quickly speaks up, "I've already done my best to reinforce it."
Luo Chen shakes his head, "It's not your fault."
Min Longyu heaves a sigh of relief.
The Heavenly Eagle Flying Ship, in its current state of disrepair, is indeed not his fault.
After the battle at High Ridge Plain, the Heavenly Eagle Flying Ship bore the brunt of the attack.
It first endured a heavy blow from Tu Shan and then was besieged by the Great River Gang's cultivators after landing.
Even though Duan Feng managed to retrieve it in time, many parts were still damaged.
Later, to escape Huo Quan's pursuit, they flew day and night without rest for five days and five nights.
It was this relentless flight that shortened their two-month journey to less than a month.
The price was that this Superior Flying Vessel was on the verge of collapse.
In fact, this was also why Luo Chen advised Li Yixuan to leave most of the mortals behind.
Slowing them down was one thing.
The Heavenly Eagle Flying Ship reaching its limit was another.
It wasn't just their Luo Tianhui that was affected.
The flying vessels of the Li Clan and the Nan Gong Clan behind them also looked battered and covered in a gray haze.
Fortunately, they were about to reach their destination.
"Chairman, after passing this Peach Mountain, you'll be able to see the Heavenly Wave Immortal City!"
"Peach Mountain?"
Luo Chen lowers his head and looks at the not-so-tall mountain ahead.
The entire mountain is covered with peach trees.
Branches crisscross, and flowers bloom in abundance.
Although it's not the season for peach blossoms, the mountain is filled with pink, red, and pinkish-white flowers.
Pavilions and palaces are nestled among the blossoms.
Figures dart back and forth.
Some of them are so dazzlingly white that they catch the eye.
Luo Chen furrows his brows, slightly intensifying his Spirit Eye Technique, and the scene before him warms his heart.
That was in the wild...
"Cough, cough..."
Min Longyu clears his throat and says awkwardly, "This mountain is the property of the Peach Blossom Ancestor's lineage from the Hundred Flowers Palace. All their activities are just fleshly desires."
"It sounds similar to the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion in Da He Fang."
"In the low-end market, Peach Mountain dominates over the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion. In the past, at least hundreds or thousands of cultivators would visit the Heavenly Wave Immortal City every day."
How does he know so much?
Luo Chen gives him a half-smile, "Have you been there?"
"I've only heard of it, never been there!"
Min Longyu quickly waves his hands, indicating his moral integrity.
Luo Chen smiles slightly, not bothered by this matter.
As the two of them talk, the cultivators on the flying vessel also notice the Peach Mountain below.
The beautiful scenery and the enchanting women emit a strong aura of desire, causing faces to flush.
Below, a bold female cultivator discovers them and waves a handkerchief.
"Daoist friend, come down and play!"
Luo Chen can't help but laugh.
He never expected that there would be such a place of debauchery near the Heavenly Wave Immortal City.
Compared to the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion of the He Huan Sect, this place makes the latter seem like child's play.
"If Daoist Brother Zeng Wen were still here, this place would be his paradise."
Luo Chen sighs.
Then, his body stiffens.
It's not a third-rank Demon King or a Golden Core Transcender passing by.
It's just Xiu Gu, holding her son Zeng Yilong, walking past.
It seems that a pair of eyes glance at him with a hint of mystery.
He must have said something wrong.
As the alluring cries of the demoness below echo, the flying vessel has already passed Peach Mountain.
In an instant, Luo Chen holds his breath.
A massive and majestic city appears in the distance, like a colossal hammer, simple and crude, crashing into his field of vision.
The dark green black city walls stretch endlessly, towering a hundred zhang high and spanning hundreds of li.
A terrifying and obscure wave of spiritual power emanates from the walls.
The higher the cultivation level, the deeper the sensation.
It's as if the city before them is not a grand metropolis but a primordial beast, sprawling across the earth and slumbering for a thousand years.
If it were to awaken, it would lay waste to a thousand li and turn the rivers and seas upside down.
Luo Chen's gaze rises!
Deep within the giant city, a mountain stands so tall that its peak is invisible, and only its waist can be glimpsed.
It is shrouded in clouds and mist, appearing and disappearing.
A white giant dragon roars as it descends from the unseen peak!
No! It's not a dragon!
It's a waterfall, a hundred zhang wide and of unknown height, cascading down.
Beyond the waterfall, streams of colorful light, emitting at least Foundation Establishment or even Golden Core level cultivation, fly in and out like mayflies.
Luo Chen swallows his saliva.
Without taking his eyes off the waterfall, he asks, "Where does this waterfall come from?"
By his side, a murmur arises.
"Descending from heaven, giving birth to waves."
"This city is called Heavenly Wave."
Heavenly Wave...
Luo Chen takes a deep breath, averts his gaze, and looks back.
All the cultivators of the Luo Tianhui have now emerged, crowding every corner of the flying vessel.
Each of them is awe-struck by this spectacle.
On the two other flying vessels behind, Nan Gong Qin, with his hunched back, tries to stand straight, but in the face of this magnificent scene, he appears even more stooped.
Sitting in his wheelchair, Nan Gong Qin's body trembles uncontrollably.
On the Li Clan's flying vessel, Li Yixuan's beautiful eyes are dazed, and a faint glimmer appears in his pupils.
This place is the true aspiration of cultivators. Da He Fang is just a remote and impoverished place.
Li Ao, that kid, couldn't help but walk back and forth on the flying vessel, pointing at the distant immortal city and shouting.
No longer was he as arrogant as before.
Whoosh!
From behind, a disheveled male Foundation Establishment Cultivator flew out from Peach Mountain.
As he passed by them, he couldn't help but turn back and sneer.
"Country bumpkin cultivators, you're all stunned, right?"
This sneer was not concealed at all.
Many people heard it.
In an instant, many low-level cultivators blushed with embarrassment, wishing they could crawl into a crack in the ground.
Luo Chen shook his head and slowly raised his right hand.
"Lift your heads and straighten your chests."
"Let's enter the city!"
Shua! The sound of everyone straightening up and puffing out their chests filled the air as the Luo Tianhui cultivators followed Luo Chen's lead.
Min Longyu, who had returned to his hometown, suddenly snapped out of his reverie.
He couldn't help but take a deep look at Luo Chen.
At that moment, he seemed to feel a surge of grand ambition bursting forth.
The originally stationary Heavenly Eagle Flying Ship slowly started up.
The two flying vessels behind were a bit slow to react but quickly caught up.
Passing by mountains of varying heights, they were met with the gazes of cultivators.
The three flying vessels eventually came to a slow stop outside a wide moat.
...
"Xiling, get off the vessel."
"Flying is prohibited within Tianlan City."
"Visiting cultivators, take a look at the notice board. Don't rush in recklessly and lose face, or worse, your life. Old Xu is just looking out for you!"
Before the moat.
A massive drawbridge hung over the wide river.
An old man in a snow-white long robe spoke loudly.
Although he didn't seem to be targeting anyone, the nearby cultivators entering and exiting couldn't help but glance at the three flying vessels in mid-air.
"So dirty, how long have they been on the road without cleaning it?"
"Tsk tsk, that one in front is probably about to fall apart!"
"Just by looking, it's clear it hasn't been well-maintained. This flying vessel is probably useless now!"
"Where did these people come from?"
"I don't know, I don't recognize any of them. They must be from some poor, remote place, probably fleeing from some disaster!"
With his excellent perception, Luo Chen caught all these whispers.
His face turned slightly unnatural.
He waved his hand.
The Heavenly Eagle Flying Ship slowly descended.
However, before it even touched the ground, the old but vigorous voice from before shouted again.
"Where are you stopping? Where are you stopping?"
In mid-air, the three flying vessels froze.
Those in charge of controlling the vessels, including Duan Feng, had their faces turning red.
Why can't we stop here for a bit? The land here is so vast.
"Calm down, we're new here, and we'll follow the local customs," Luo Chen transmitted his voice to them, soothing them.
Duan Feng and the others nodded.
"Don't park randomly, or you'll be fined!"
"Sixth, come and guide them to the docking area!"
Soon, as Old Xu finished speaking.
A thin monkey-like young man who had been waiting by the side, like a monkey leaping through the sky, flew to the front of the vessel.
Luo Chen first looked at the place where the young man had been standing.
Several other cultivators, disappointed, grumbled and dispersed.
There were people fighting over the docking job?
Amidst the confusion, the young man, in a somewhat comical manner, bowed to Luo Chen, who was standing at the head of the vessel.
"Junior Xu Xiaoliu, everyone calls me Sixth or Skinny Monkey. Senior, feel free to call me whatever you like."
Also surnamed Xu?
Luo Chen nodded, "Sixth, where should we dock our flying vessel?"
"Follow me!"
Sixth laughed and stepped onto the cloud-like lotus platform, eagerly leading the way.
From time to time, he tried to ingratiate himself with Luo Chen, who was following behind.
On the flying vessel.
Sima Huiwang had already stood behind Luo Chen.
Her gaze slightly focused as she looked at Sixth's back.
"Qi Refining Ninth Stage?"
Min Longyu, standing beside her, smiled and said, "President, are you wondering why a Qi Refining Ninth Stage expert is doing such a lowly job of welcoming and seeing off guests?"
Sima Huiwang nodded, her face full of confusion.
It was even hard to accept, creating a sense of dissonance.
Whether it was Da He Fang or Mount Tai Market.
A Qi Refining Ninth Stage cultivator was already considered an expert.
When joining a sect, they would at least start as an administrator.
In cultivation families, they were mostly elders.
Even as loose cultivators, they commanded respect wherever they went.
But in Tianlan Immortal City, Sixth's obsequious behavior was indeed hard for her, or perhaps for many Luo Tianhui cultivators, to accept.
"Because this is Tianlan Immortal City!"
"Known for its abundance of cultivators and Qi Refining cultivators, Foundation Establishment Cultivators are everywhere, and Golden Core Transcenders are often seen."
"A mere Qi Refining Ninth Stage is hardly considered an expert here."
Hearing Min Longyu's explanation, Sima Huiwang shook her head.
Even with this realization, she still felt a bit dazed.
"Moreover, the location of the immortal city is often at a crucial transportation hub, linking various sects."
"In places like this, while there are fights, the focus is more on resource exchanges and business dealings."
"The scope that Qi Refining cultivators can involve themselves in is indeed very limited."
"Without a background, loose cultivators struggle to make progress. Even for a small task, loose cultivators will fight for it."
"You could say the competition is fiercer than in small markets, and even within sects, there's infighting."
"Those who feel they lack talent might as well leave Tianlan Immortal City and seek opportunities in other remote areas.
For example, me!"
Min Longyu spoke without any pretense, his words loud and clear.
These words were not only directed at Sima Huiwang but also at all the cultivators of Luo Tianhui.
Luo Chen glanced at him, a slight smile tugging at his lips.
Was this an opportunity to show loyalty?
Using these words, he was also admonishing those in the team with wavering resolve.
He even used himself as an example!
Even someone as proficient in Formation Arrays as him claimed to be "talentless."
One could imagine that the Luo Tianhui cultivators at the Qi Condensation Mid Stage or the seventh or eighth layers would definitely feel a sense of urgency upon hearing these words, firmly deciding to cling to Luo Chen's coattails in the future.
"You're exaggerating, brother!"
Luo Chen silently gave Min Longyu a thumbs-up.
Xu Xiaoliu, who was flying ahead, turned around with a hearty laugh.
"This Daoist friend seems quite familiar with Heavenly Wave Immortal City!"
Min Longyu straightened his clothes and said solemnly, "I am Min Longyu from the Danxia Peak of the Min family."
Xu Xiaoliu looked at him in surprise.
"Is this the Min family, the once-flourishing array formation family a hundred years ago?"
"Exactly!"
"Tsk tsk, I never thought there would still be cultivators alive in the Min family. It's a pity... Your Danxia Peak has now become a place for loose cultivators of unorthodox paths, no longer resembling the former glory of myriad rays of rosy clouds and purple qi from the east. Are you returning this time to revive the Min family?"
As Xu Xiaoliu spoke, he glanced at Luo Chen.
A Foundation Establishment Cultivator with an extraordinary bearing!
Upon hearing these words, Min Longyu's previous enthusiasm waned.
He forced a smile and said, "It's not easy for me to be alive, let alone talk about reviving the family. Moreover..."
He forced a smile, "In this Heavenly Wave Immortal City, there have been countless scattered immortal families over the past hundred years, and my Danxia Min family is just one of them."
"That's true," Xu Xiaoliu nodded, "Ten years ago, the Jinghu Fu family disappeared, and it was a blessing that the successor family head was decisive enough to lead all the clan members to a distant land, avoiding the fate that befell your Min family."
Jinghu Fu family?
Could it be the Fu family that Luo Tianhui had destroyed?
Many people in Da He Fang knew that the Fu family had come from Heavenly Wave Immortal City.
Sima Huiwang looked on in surprise.
Min Longyu shrugged and spread his hands.
It seemed to be so!
Sima Huiwang couldn't help but feel amused and surprised. She never expected that the Fu family couldn't stay in Heavenly Wave Immortal City and went to Da He Fang, only to face the fate of clan annihilation.
It was unclear whether it was bad luck or not.
After this, Min Longyu's mood improved significantly.
He said seriously, "Chairman, President, don't underestimate Daoist Brother Xu. This business of his is quite profitable!"
"Ordinary people can't get this job."
Luo Chen raised an eyebrow.
Then!
"Welcome to the Heavenly Wave Dock!"
Xu Xiaoliu turned around and bowed to Luo Chen.
Luo Chen looked down.
Below, there were over a hundred flying vessels neatly arranged on the flat ground.
Among the flying vessels, some were small and could only accommodate one or two people.
There were also large flying vessels, over fifty zhang long, emitting the aura of top-grade magical treasures.
Luo Tianhui's Heavenly Eagle Flying Vessel was only thirty zhang long, considered an ordinary superior flying vessel in this place.
"Come, everyone, follow me and park over here!"
Xu Xiaoliu directed them to land their flying vessels safely.
Before they had finished parking, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Brothers, business is here, hurry up!"
In fact, he didn't need to shout.
Below, there were already people sticking their heads out, wearing linen clothes and looking up.
"Wait!"
Luo Chen frowned, interrupting a group of people who were about to surround them.
"What are you doing?"
Xu Xiaoliu blinked, "Senior, your flying vessel is so dirty, won't you wash it?"
"Look, it's almost falling apart, won't you fix it?"
"No need for more words, the Divine Craft Sect has unique skills for repairing flying vessels, guaranteed to fix it better than before!"
Wash the vessel?
Fix the vessel?
Luo Chen was taken aback.
When did the cultivation world start offering such services?
He couldn't help but ask, "Is it free?"
"Daoist friend must be joking!"
The one speaking was not Xu Xiaoliu.
It was a man under the shade, tapping a tobacco pipe.
He wore a short shirt and looked at Luo Chen with a hearty smile.
Luo Chen shifted his gaze, his expression calm.
A Foundation Establishment Cultivator!
The reason for his calmness was that he had already noticed it from above.
There was more than one Foundation Establishment Cultivator below.
"What's your name?"
"Lu Rong."
The man stood up, tapped his ash-covered pipe, and then exhaled a thick cloud of white smoke.
The smoke didn't scatter randomly, and others couldn't even inhale a mouthful.
Instead, it circled around him and entered his body through every pore.
Seeing this, Luo Chen was stunned.
Such an environmentally friendly way of smoking, perfectly preventing secondhand smoke...
Was he cultivating some secret technique?
Lu Rong walked up to Luo Chen, stretched lazily, and yawned as he spoke, "Daoist friend, your joke is a bit too big. Repairing flying vessels is hard work, time-consuming, and material-consuming. How could it be free?"
Luo Chen pulled at the corners of his mouth, smiling without sincerity, and said, "Then your joke is not small either!"
"Oh?"
Lu Rong looked at Luo Chen, waiting for the next words.
(End of Chapter)
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