Could it be that this entire city was built by Wan Wantong?
Did Wan Wantong move their actual main base to the Mortal Realm, and are they planning to stir up trouble in the Northern and Southern Spiritual Domains?
This cultivator was the leader of the ten cultivators that the cultivation world had previously dispatched to the Mortal Realm together with He Yi to investigate the matter of the Extinction Stone. He was Yao Yuchang, the Second Elder of Three Phases Peak from Green Frost Sect in the Extreme Mysterious Domain.
The previous operation to round up Wan Wantong's informants across the entire Mortal Realm seemed to mobilize the vast majority of sects and royal families in the Mortal Realm, arresting more than ten thousand people in a massive show of force.
But everyone acted with extreme caution so as not to alert those informants, and there was hardly any obvious commotion on the surface.
As a result, the other nine cultivators from the cultivation world had no idea what the entire Mortal Realm had carried out last month.
They were still enjoying the flattery and adulation from the people in their respective jurisdictions in the Mortal Realm. From time to time, they took time out to assign investigation tasks to the local sects and royal families and ask about the progress, and occasionally, when something crossed their minds, they would ask for some details about the factions that had once waged campaigns against the Extinction Stone.
After all, it had only been a few months since they left the Spiritless Lands, and they needed a good rest to recover.
It was not until the recent rumors about Lingxian Sect and Xiushui City spread like wildfire across the entire Mortal Realm that they could not avoid hearing about it even if they wanted to.
Not long ago, Yao Yuchang contacted He Yi, who was sent to investigate in the direction of the Pusui Kingdom, to ask what was going on with Xiushui City over there.
But He Yi, who received his message, did not tell him directly. Instead, he asked Yao Yuchang to get the other eight people together and come over, saying that there was an important matter related to Xiushui City to discuss. He added that it was inconvenient to explain clearly through a Sound Transmitting Talisman, and it was best to meet in person for a detailed talk.
After all, Yao Yuchang took He Yi's status into consideration. Since He Yi said it was an important matter, he thought it must be truly urgent. So he contacted the other eight people and asked all of them to make time to come to Xiushui City recently.
Once in the Mortal Realm, they did not have to hold back from using their spiritual power as they did in the Spiritless Lands. Although the ten of them were located far apart from each other, they were all Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators, and they all had spirit boats and spirit swords at their disposal, so traveling was easy and fast.
They did not agree on a meeting time, nor did they tell He Yi their specific arrival time, thinking that they would just contact him once they got there.
Right now, Yao Yuchang had just arrived in Xiushui City. Before he could even contact He Yi and the other eight people, the moment he stepped into the city, he was told that offensive spells were forbidden. He did not believe that at first, thinking it was just a lie the city made up to fool people who knew nothing.
But to his surprise, he was struck by lightning until he was scorched outside and tender inside.
However, he had only made a small test just now, and the power of the spell he used was not particularly strong, so the lightning that struck him was not very fierce. By the time Yao Yuchang came back to his senses from the confusion in his heart after a good while, he only needed to cast a single Spring Restoration Art to heal his injuries.
But he was very curious.
The spell he used earlier was not very powerful, so the city's grand formation blocked it. But what if he unleashed all his strength and cast a spell of tremendous power... could this city-protecting grand formation still hold it back?
Looking at this brand-new, bustling city full of people, Yao Yuchang felt a little tempted to try.
But in the end, he did not act on impulse. If this was really a new main base that Wan Wantong had built in the Mortal Realm, the strength of its city-protecting grand formation would naturally be extraordinary. Even if he used all his strength, it would be no different from hurling an egg against a rock.
Putting those thoughts aside, Yao Yuchang wandered around the streets for a while, but soon lost interest.
No matter how he looked at it, this seemed like a very backward city. The things sold in the shops and stalls were either for mortals or low-level cultivators, and many of them were even tattered leftover scraps that not even low-level cultivators would use.
As he strolled around looking at everything, he shook his head and clicked his tongue. Sure enough, the Mortal Realm was barren. Even a city with a city-protecting grand formation could not change its shabby and poor essence inside.
After wandering around for a while, he felt completely bored. He took out a Sound Transmitting Talisman and sent a voice transmission to He Yi: "I'm here. Where should we meet?"
After sending the Sound Transmitting Talisman, he felt a little bored. But as a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, he could not possibly sit on the curb and wait for He Yi to come find him. So he thought for a moment, saw a lively teahouse nearby, and stepped inside.
This teahouse was called Xiushui Hu's Teahouse, and it was quite well-known in the city.
The reason was that this teahouse had existed long before the city was built. What's more, the two storytellers working there were both from the Hu clan of the old Xiushui Village. Their storytelling skills were passable, but the main reason Xiushui Hu's Teahouse was famous was that many of the fresh stories they told could not be heard anywhere else.
Most of those stories were about Lingxian Sect, and the stories about the world of cultivators.
To ordinary people who had barely come into contact with the path of cultivation, this was incredibly attractive.
As a result, from the days when it was still Xiushui Village to now after the city was built, Xiushui Hu's Teahouse had always been one of the must-visit spots for visitors, where they could sit down, drink a pot of tea, and listen to a few segments of storytelling.
Here, people could hear all kinds of bizarre stories, spells, treasures, as well as secret realms, the cultivation world, demonic beasts, and so on. It was extremely fun.
Xiushui Hu's Teahouse was full every day. Many people paid to share tables with others, and some even squeezed to sit on the threshold to listen.
Yao Yuchang was lucky when he walked in. A guest had just left a seat in the corner.
But that meant he had to share the table with a mortal sitting next to him.
Yao Yuchang's face looked a little ugly, but he restrained himself. He kept telling himself in his heart that this was Wan Wantong's territory. So what if he shared a table with a mortal? He had even come all the way to the Mortal Realm, so why would he care about this little bit of time?
Only then did he barely sit down. But the moment he took his seat, he immediately cast an isolation spell to separate himself from the mortals around him.
Because he was so impatient with mortals, he did not even pay attention to what the storyteller on the stage was saying. When the tea waiter came over to pour tea for him, he casually tossed a spirit stone into the tea waiter's arms and said, "Take this, don't bother me."
He did not even consider that this mortal teahouse might not accept spirit stones.
But the moment he handed over the spirit stone, Yao Yuchang did think that the other party might not recognize the spirit stone and refuse it, insisting on pestering him for gold or silver instead.
But he saw the tea waiter take the spirit stone, hold it in his hand and examine it carefully. After a moment, he bowed to Yao Yuchang with a big smile, thanked him and said, "Thank you, master, for your reward!" Then he tucked the spirit stone into his clothes, picked up his teapot, and left happily.
The storyteller on the stage was telling his story wonderfully, and the surrounding guests cheered and applauded again and again. But all this excitement sounded like nothing but noisy and annoying noise to Yao Yuchang's ears. So he cast another sound insulation spell to block out all the sounds in the teahouse. Only then did he feel that his ears were finally quiet.
"Why hasn't that kid He Yi responded yet?" He was getting a little impatient.
Thinking that since he was waiting anyway, he might as well contact the other few people.
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