He traveled within the World River, following the directions recorded in the travels of those cultivators by Cang Shengdao. Zong Shou used a full ten days to arrive outside of a world.
Using his Spiritual Sense, he was able to find out where this market was.
"This realm only has a circumference of two hundred thousand feet. There is actually such a small world in this region, how magical! "
Although the worlds in the future were connected and all sorts of information about the outer region was spread all over the network.
However, for Zong Shou, looking at the outer region worlds was like looking at flowers in the fog, he wasn't too clear about it.
Till date, he hadn't stepped out of the Cloud World, much less come into contact with the cultivator markets in the outer region.
"If only the eight hundred worlds under the Lu Family were all like this …"
Zong Shou thought about it and then gave out a self-mocking laugh as he stepped into the world barrier.
In the next moment, he felt an abundant amount of spiritual energy charge towards him.
Although this world was small, the amount of spiritual energy was much more than the current Cloud World. Be it martial path and spiritual cultivation, medicine gardens, pill refining, and artifact crafting, it was the best place.
It was also because of this that many factionless cultivators in the region chose this place as a cultivation place.
Then, many people came over because of its reputation, exchanging items.
Over time, this small chiliocosm known as the Tianfang World became a large scale market.
Not only Spirit Realm and Celestial Realm cultivators, but even some Saint Realm Venerables would appear here.
Zong Shou looked out and as expected, it was a square sky and square land. This place was filled with all sorts of buildings, closely packed together and pretty much filling up the entire space.
Many of them had the style of the Cloud World, but most of them were totally different. They had weird shapes and looked really weird, making Zong Shou feel really uncomfortable.
"This place is close to the Cloud World, just tens of worlds away. However, the cultivators from the Cloud World only made up 30% of them. As expected, there are numerous cultivators in the outer region. "
Zong Shou sensed with his Spiritual Sense, there were over 3,000 Spirit Realm Cultivators and hundreds of Celestial Realm Cultivators.
He immediately retracted his spiritual sense, knowing that this was the most basic form of courtesy in the Outer Realm.
Casually probing into other people's real situation, either one had ulterior motives or was impolite.
If they were more hot-tempered, they might even directly attack and kill those people.
"However, it is weird that there aren't many cultivators in the Cloud World. Why were there close to 100 Saint Realm experts and 7 End Realm experts? Including the few that died during the Cloud Desolate Era, there were more than ten of them. Is it really because of the Heaven-splitting Treasure? "
The place where Zong Shou appeared was the intersection of this market.
As he strolled inside, he looked around with great interest while letting his imagination run wild.
For the time being, he did not lack spiritual artifacts or elixirs. In fact, he did not have any expectations for this place. He had come here purely out of curiosity.
Naturally, it would be even better if he could gain something from it.
What he wanted the most was an item to cross space and cross worlds. Although his Royal Demon God Shuttle was good, unfortunately, it didn't have all the parts and he didn't know where to find them. Now that he used this item, he felt that it was not enough. Many times, it was not even as fast as his Sword Driving Flight.
He noticed that not only were there buildings, but even the people were weirdly shaped.
Zong Shou personally saw a few insect-like alien race people walking around on the streets.
Furthermore, he didn't have any limbs beside him. Their entire bodies were hanging in the air and a few tentacles reached out. It was like an octopus with eight tentacles.
If it wasn't for this person's eyes shining with an intelligent glow and abundant spiritual energy, he wouldn't have been able to talk.
He was able to talk to people around without any hindrance. He nearly thought that this person was an underwater beast.
Although the human race of the Cloud World actually came from beasts. However, in comparison, Hanxi was more like an intelligent race than he was.
He really didn't know how such an existence cultivated.
The world was really huge and there were all sorts of weird things.
No matter how weird he was, the people around didn't care. They seemed to be used to his image.
At most, they took a look and found it weird why such a person with no cultivation would come to this Tianfang World.
However, shortly after, these people wouldn't care anymore. In this region, there were many methods to hide one's cultivation.
For Zong Shou to be like this wasn't anything weird. At most, his secret technique was a little more outstanding. There were such things every year in this Tianfang World.
To be able to travel in the World River, one had to be at least Spirit Realm or a Peak Heaven Realm with exceptional strength, which was a Grade Nine cultivator in the Cloud World.
In this Heaven Settlement World, apart from the descendants of the previous generations of cultivators, who would be ordinary cultivators?
"There are actually Night Demons?"
Sōmorime looked at dozens of dark-skinned men with wings on their backs. They were exactly the same as the Night Demons in his memory.
However, their situations were good, like they were hired to work in some shops.
Their cultivations were only Grade Four to Grade Five but they were doing hard work. They were all holding heavy pestles and hammering herbs.
"I heard that although the Night Demon Race was born with Grade Two strength, the race forbade martial arts. Normal people couldn't come into contact with martial arts. Only those who were born strong and were chosen to enter the army, making the Night Demon Blood Oath to be loyal to the Night Demon Emperor Race could cultivate martial arts and spells. Although the Night Demon Race occupied hundreds of worlds, most of the people in the race didn't benefit from it. As expected, the rumors were true … "
He looked around like he was looking at flowers on horseback.
He only felt that everywhere was really surprising. However, an hour later, Zong Shou retracted his thoughts.
He walked into a weird building that looked like a beehive. This was an Artifact Crafting Pavilion known as the Wenqi Building.
Although the style of the building was different from the Cloud World, the words that could be used were similar to the Cloud World language.
This place wasn't in the bustling city and was really secluded. There weren't many guests and it was really cold. It was obvious that it was newly opened and didn't have much of an old aura.
The reason why Zong Shou came here was because he saw that the few magical treasures and armors displayed here were all decent and could be called top quality.
Luckily, although the owner of this place wasn't from the Cloud World, he was similar to the people of the Cloud World, no different at all.
It was a man in his thirties, his face was sallow, the glow in his eyes was retracted, filled with an ancient aura.
After he came out, he expressionlessly looked at Zong Shou and then directly shook his head, "If you want to buy large amounts of armor, you can head to the Weapon Viewing Room not far away. I don't have enough people here and don't do large amounts of business."
Zong Shou's brows rose up, he didn't know what was going on.
"Why do you say that? I really don't understand! Why do you think that I want to buy large amounts of armor the moment we meet? "
"Isn't that so?"
The middle-aged man was surprised, sizing up Zong Shou, "Although you have a secret technique to cover it, your aura is still filled with energy. If you aren't the ruler of a country, then you are the Crown Prince of a country! This fierce aura is also revealed on the outside. You must have killed many people in your life. Didn't you come to Tianfang World to buy weapons and armor? "
Zong Shou exclaimed in surprise.
The person in front of him actually had such ability. In the Cloud World, there were only a few people who had such ability.
Since he was good at divination, then why did he want to do this artifact crafting business?
He felt more at ease. Anyone who was good at divination wouldn't be weak in terms of formations.
He didn't know how good his artifact crafting skills were, but he didn't need to worry about formations within artifacts.
However, to be able to purchase large amounts of spiritual artifacts and armor in this Tianfang World was really surprising.
He had to remember that although the blacksmiths he was supporting in Gantian Mountain had slowly matured and were being used by Kongqi Sect.
Who knows when he would need to use such weapons.
"I really didn't come for that!"
Smiling expressionlessly, Zong Shou took out his Royal Demon God Shuttle.
… Naturally, he had shrunk it to the size of a palm and placed it in front of him.
"Can Grandmaster perfect this shuttle?"
"I don't dare to be called Grandmaster. My surname is Shen and I am the owner of this Wenqi Building. You can just call me Building Head."
After that middle-aged man said this, he picked up the shuttle and took a close look. A moment later, his expression changed and shock appeared in his eyes, "What a treasure! Although the structure is really simple, its uses are much better than Universal Grade Magical Artifacts. It fits together perfectly, the workmanship of the heavens. Turning complicated into simple, there isn't any excess. Looking at the crafting method, it should be the work of the Mohists of the Cloud World. As expected, you are from the Cloud World. I heard that another End Realm appeared in your world and shocked a region. How amazing. "
After he finished speaking, he shook his head, "This item is made from Tiansang Spiritual Wood. Although I have some storage here, I don't have any of them. I have some inventory, but my crafting skills are a little weak. This shuttle is missing dozens of parts and at least a quarter can't be completed. The remaining parts are far from the original. "
"So you can't do it?"
Zong Shou frowned, but he wasn't disappointed. At least from what this person said, it was stronger than Kongqi Sect. Based on what that Tianqi said, before the 7th generation Ancestor returned, it was impossible to do it.
Speaking of which, he could only search for another item to travel through space.
"No!"
The middle-aged man smiled, "I can help you craft some parts that can be dismantled to raise its speed and defense. In the future, when you find the real parts, you can just replace them. However, you need to be quick. If not, not only will the parts I craft be damaged, even the Artifact Formation of the shuttle will be destroyed. However, to repair this item, it is worth a lot, comparable to three Magical Artifacts … "
Zong Shou's eyes lit up, he felt like there was a light at the end of the tunnel.
"This method is very appropriate, that's how it is. Building Head Chen, please be quick. Money isn't a problem. "
That middle-aged man nodded slightly, waving his sleeves and keeping the shuttle. He said expressionlessly, "Then, 10 days later, you can come and take it back. This item is worth a lot, so there is no need for a deposit. "
After he said this, he picked up the teacup to send him away.
Zong Shou didn't get up and leave. Instead, he took out a few more Iron Balls from his sleeves.
A total of 5, the size of a water bucket. It was the Black Xuan Purple Hero Iron.
At the start, Mingyu only took the pill bottle of the one that was opened, but Tie Qiu kept it.
As for the remaining 4, Zong Shou naturally took out the Spiritual Pills within. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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