Chapter 86: First Entering Hanzhong City
They set off the next day.
A small portion of the Chongshan Sectās elders were mobilized this time, taking over a hundred disciples at the Golden Core stage or above and dozens of peak Foundation Establishment disciples to seek treasures and train in the secret realm.
The Wenxin Secret Realm was a natural secret realm that had only appeared in the cultivation world in the last century. It opened once every fifty years. Because of its mysterious and massive nature, it contained countless resources. After the people of the cultivation world failed to seize control of it, they negotiated to use it jointly, each getting a share.
Of course, if there were any renowned rogue cultivators strong enough, they could also enter.
However, that wasn’t the most important part.
The main point was that demon cultivators and beast cultivators could also enter the Wenxin Secret Realm.
It was that dangerous.
Shen Songhe originally hadn’t wanted Feng Shi to go, and Feng Shi didn’t particularly want to risk his life either. But unfortunately, the main quest item, the Huaihuan Grass, was inside.
Here were Qingqingās original words:
[This secret realm is related to the main quest and is very important. Therefore, a side quest is now issued: Content: Go to the Wenxin Secret Realm and obtain the item: Spiritual Herb Huaihuan Grass.]
[Note: This spiritual herb is not sold in the system mall; it is a specialty of the Wenxin Secret Realm. The Host must obtain it personally.]
Feng Shi was helpless. Wasn’t this just forcing him into a corner?
So he could only go to Qiu Changzhou. But Qiu Changzhou still looked to Shen Songhe for direction.
In the end, Feng Shi had to grudgingly trade the price of warming Shen Songheās bed for half a year to barely secure this spot.
Even so, before they left, Shen Songhe gave him countless treasures and magical artifacts for protection, along with a Qiankun bag full of spirit stones.
This was the first time Feng Shi experienced the true wealth of the Chongshan Sect.
And his Masterās “money-power.”
Under the influence of spiritual talismans, the spirit ship compressed the journey to its limit. Nevertheless, it was still nearly two months later when they arrived at Hanzhong City in the Cold Domain.
The Cold Domain was covered in snow that never melted, frozen for thousands of miles. Most of the people living in Hanzhong City were rogue cultivators who lived on the edge of a blade. Because it was close to the Northern Demon Domain, demon cultivators would occasionally sneak in, making it a place of mixed influences.
Moreover, the City Lord of Hanzhong City had formerly studied under the Chongshan Sect, which was why Shen Songhe had felt comfortable kicking Xiao Yuhui over here.
By the time Feng Shi and the others arrived, Hanzhong City was already packed to capacity.
Because of an approaching blizzard, the city gates were crowded with a dense mass of people.
The city walls, built of stacked boulders, were so high their tops were invisible. They were specially constructed to withstand monster attacks and were indestructible. The arrays upon them were profound; if one didn’t have permission to enter, not even a fly could get in.
Snow raged in his field of vision as Feng Shi disembarked from the spirit ship.
With one step, the snow reached his knees. When he pulled his leg out, half his pants were wet.
“…”
“Pfft.”
Qiu Changzhou laughed heartlessly behind him, saying to Shen Songhe, “Look at your disciple. Isn’t he an idiot?”
After speaking, he flew off on his sword, hands behind his back in a very Sect Leader-like manner as he led the way. The disciples also took to their swords and followed.
Feng Shi shot him a glare, circulated his spiritual energy to dry his pants, and jumped onto Wu Cheng.
Beside him, Shen Songhe was dressed in dark red robes, his features appearing rich and enchanting. He sat regally on a fluffy white flying carpet, holding a hand warmer and covered with a fire-fox fur cloak. He looked incredibly comfortable.
Seeing Feng Shi look over, his eyes curved. He patted his leg. “Would Shier like to come up and warm yourself?”
Feng Shi looked down at the thin clothes he was wearing. After a moment, he thumping his chest and smiled. “Thank you for your kindness, Master, but this disciple doesn’t need it. Because this disciple is very ‘capable’!”
The smile on Shen Songheās face stiffened.
Having teased the man, Feng Shi flew off on his sword in a good mood.
With Hanzhong City as the center, everything was a vast expanse of white with no other colors to be seen. Only many spirit ships of various sizes were scattered before the city.
Feng Shi flew rapidly on Wu Cheng, leaving everyone from the Chongshan Sect far behind.
In the distance, a giant bronze bell hung above the gatehouse in a depression. Several men clad in heavy armor, with rugged features, stood tall as they monitored the surroundings.
Below, cultivators were packed together like ants, crowding before the city gates.
Feng Shi had only seen similar scenes in certain big-budget special effects movies before.
Seeing it with his own eyes, the magnificence was hard to describe.
Despite being a place of frost and cold, it could make one’s blood boil with excitement.
Feng Shi landed before the city gates. There were mostly rogue cultivators around him, and he could vaguely hear someone arguing at the front.
The people around him were also looking displeased and discussing among themselves.
“Why won’t they let us in? In previous years, there wasn’t a single city that wouldn’t even let people through the gate. This Hanzhong City is really putting on grand airs!”
“Hey, don’t say that. Half the people in the entire cultivation world want a piece of the action. Do you really think there’s a share for you and me?”
“There weren’t this many people in previous years. We’re really out of luck this year! I’m nearly four hundred years old and still haven’t broken through to the mid-Golden Core stage. If I don’t find an opportunity soon, I’ll be ascending to the heavens!”
“Aiyah! Isn’t it because of the rumors that those Four Great Beauties on the rankings are all coming? Especially that Shen Songhe, who hasn’t appeared in a century. These people are going crazy with greed!”
“So that’s why! Is that brat named Feng Shi coming too? The one whose name has become famous in the last two years?”
“Yeah, that’s him!”
Feng Shi, who had heard everything: “…”
Thanks, I didn’t even know I was that famous.
Speaking of which, that “Beauty Ranking” actually included him? He wondered who was bored enough to make such a list.
Just as he was thinking, a riot suddenly broke out ahead. It seemed a group of people had started fighting with the gate guards.
Feng Shi hadn’t been watching for long when someone patted his shoulder from behind. “Don’t look, Junior Brother. Let’s go in.”
It was Xie Anhui. The others had also caught up.
Feng Shi nodded. He looked back at Shen Songhe, who had already hidden his figure.
The otherās gaze met his. Then, looking between him and Xie Anhui, Shen Songhe moved silently to Feng Shiās other side.
A moment later, Xie Anhui beside Feng Shi suddenly burst into loud laughter. With tears in his eyes, he clutched his stomach and rolled around on the ground.
Feng Shi: “…” I’m tired of using ellipses.
In the end, Xie Anhui had to be carried away, laughing so hard the tears on his face froze into ice crystals.
When they reached the city gate, the gate general, who had been looking sour-faced, saw the secret order in Qiu Changzhouās hand. He immediately switched to a smiling face and opened the gate without a word. “Please, after you!”
The heavy city gate opened with a rumble, revealing the bustling scene inside.
“On what grounds?! On what grounds can they go in!?”
Someone suddenly shouted from the side.
Feng Shi turned his head and saw a middle-aged man clutching his chest. Behind him were a few scattered disciples.
It seemed to be a small sect.
When the guard heard him dare to offend the distinguished guests, his brows shot up. He gathered spiritual energy, ready to strike, and cursed, “Open your dog eyes! These are distinguished guests of the Chongshan Sect!”
Just as he was about to strike, he was stopped by Qiu Changzhou.
However, once the guard said those words, the gazes of all the surrounding rogue cultivators fell upon their group, and their expressions were far from friendly.
Shit.
Feng Shi pressed a hand to his forehead.
Wasn’t this just deliberately drawing hatred to them?
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