Xie Linlang and the others rested at the Dream Flower Immortal Sect outpost for one night.
Early the next morning, Jin Ling Zhenren appeared and led them to the ultra-long-distance Teleportation Array at the Lakeside Market.
Jin Ling Zhenren said with a beaming smile, “I’ve talked it over with the Dream Flower friends. Once the Teleportation Array activates, everyone enter the formation. We’ll arrive together at a place called Mountain Ring Immortal Road in the central region of the True Realm. That’s the center of the entire True Realm, a super-large market where countless merchant associations gather. There are Teleportation Arrays leading to all the major sects, and the White Bone Sect friends are waiting for us there.”
Standing beside Jin Ling Zhenren was a Soul Transformation female cultivator. She had a serene expression and an aura that stretched long and far into the distance—clearly a master.
She said mildly, “Fellow Daoists, you’ve cultivated Demonic Qi in the past. In the True Realm’s spiritual energy environment, you might feel some discomfort during teleportation. Please don’t panic, and don’t erupt with Demonic Qi during the process. It would affect the teleportation target and position, and even harm yourselves.”
“Indeed, you can use some ordinary Protective Artifacts, but don’t impact the massive spiritual energy channel formed during teleportation. If the channel collapses midway, we’d all be scattered to every corner of the True Realm.”
Jin Ling Zhenren’s expression grew a bit more serious as he finished explaining the precautions. He waved his hand, signaling the disciples to enter the Teleportation Array.
Xie Linlang and Shen He followed the crowd into the Teleportation Array. The Kill Matt Night Senior, who had vanished the day before, reappeared and stood once more on Xie Linlang’s shoulder.
As Jin Ling Zhenren entered last, the Dream Flower Female Cultivator guarding outside the array nodded, stepped back, and began rapidly forming Magic Formulas.
Soon, the entire Teleportation Array erupted in brilliant, radiant light. Spiritual energy surged from all around like spiraling cloud layers, forming a massive spiritual energy vortex channel that enveloped everyone. Like a comet streaking across the sky, they vanished from sight.
Shen He felt his body swaying wildly in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree frenzy, Demonic Qi rampaging through his meridians as if he would explode and die the next second.
He could only endure it desperately until a sharp pain struck his back, as if he had slammed hard into something. Only then did Shen He manage to observe his surroundings and realize they had arrived at their destination.
It was a massive Teleportation Array. Eighty percent of the Silent Night Palace disciples had fallen to the ground, while the higher-rank cultivators with prior teleportation experience stood to the side with amused smiles, watching the disciples’ spectacle.
Xie Linlang steadied himself on one knee, appearing unsteady but actually quite adapted to such teleportation—he simply didn’t want to draw attention.
Kill Matt Night Senior glanced at Xie Linlang but said nothing.
He naturally sensed Xie Linlang’s ease, but as a Xie Clan scion, it was normal for Xie Linlang to be familiar with True Realm Teleportation Arrays. Pei Jiye didn’t think much of it.
Xie Linlang reached out and pulled up the dizzy and disoriented Shen He. “Are you alright?”
Shen He clutched his head in agony. “I feel like vomiting…”
Jin Ling Zhenren ignored the disciples’ disheveled states and said to a cultivator beside him, “You watch over them first. I’ll go find the White Bone Sect friends. They should have reserved a courtyard for us to rest in.”
“Alright, stop dawdling. Clear out of the way.”
The leading Golden Core Cultivator called out to the dazed disciples. “Don’t embarrass us.”
The disciples helped each other down from the Teleportation Array, recovered a bit in the nearby rest room, and then filed out of the building housing the array.
Once outside the gates, the disciples all wore the foolish expressions of country bumpkins entering the city.
Before them lay an immensely grand and majestic immortal market.
Small islands floated in the sky all around, with spiritual energy billboards advertising below each one. Pathways connected the islands for walking.
Cultivators flew to and fro overhead, while crowds walked below. The upper and lower spaces mirrored each other mysteriously yet bustled with vibrant energy.
Noticing the disciples’ awe, a higher-rank cultivator said in a low voice, “There’s also a super-scale trading market underground. This place was once a mountain. Later, some mighty figure fought a Dao battle here, causing the mountain to sink. The peak became the surface, and the belly plunged underground. Someone later hollowed out the mountain belly and raised floating islands, creating the Mountain Ring Immortal Road as it stands today.”
He pointed to the ground beneath their feet. “Mountain.” Then to the sky, surface, and underground. “Ring.”
Finally, he pointed to the cultivators. “Immortal.”
The cultivator laughed heartily. “Our path lies within. Thus, Mountain Ring Immortal Road.”
The disciples nodded in sudden realization, then fell into thoughtful contemplation.
Xie Linlang stood amid the crowd, gazing up at the floating islands and billboards in the sky, his expression tinged with melancholy and nostalgia.
He recalled his first time at Mountain Ring Immortal Road.
Back then, he had just grasped some knack in pill refining, learning how to modify Pill Formulas and refine pills unique to himself. Pei Ji had been even more excited than him and immediately dragged him here, declaring that no alchemist could gain fame without making a name at Mountain Ring Immortal Road.
Mountain Ring Immortal Road hosted the largest auctions in the True Realm. Shops from every sect and clan gathered here, making it the greatest cultivator trading hub in the True Realm—even drawing visitors from the Demon Domain, Demon Domain, and spirit cultivators.
For an alchemist to gain fame quickly and simply, the best way was to sell sky-high priced pills at Mountain Ring Immortal Road’s annual auction.