Because of a certain missing person, Lonemoon wasted an entire day. He and Chef could only use the time at night to sense the situation of this small world, but still to no avail. They still couldn't see what was wrong here. It seemed like it was really as Yu Cang said, only the realm gate was closed. Lonemoon felt that things weren't so simple, perhaps they had overlooked something, so early the next morning, he started to inquire about the situation of this small world.
Only then did he know that this small world was called Sacred Arrival World, the Spirit Qi was very abundant, even more abundant than the Three Azure Realms with immortal meridians. So the people in this small world mostly had spirit roots, there were very few mortals anyway, it could be considered a place where everyone cultivated immortal cultivation. There were countless immortal cultivation sects and families corresponding to this small world. Among them, Divine Imperial Sect was the most famous.
Lonemoon also learned some information, this Divine Imperial Sect was called a sect, but it was more like an immortal cultivation group. The sect was divided into many branches, next to the Sacred Nether Forest where he picked up Shen Ying was one of the six largest branches of Divine Imperial Sect, the branch master was the family master of the first-rate immortal cultivation family, Qi Family.
At first, he was curious as to why a family head of a cultivation family would become a branch of Divine Imperial Sect. It was only later that he found out that Divine Imperial Sect was originally established by the alliance of six great families, and the so-called branches were actually the main families of each family. It was rumored that these six families were the first-rate immortal cultivation families of the Sacred Arrival World. Now that they joined together to establish Divine Imperial Sect, the combination of the strong, naturally they would become the strongest among all immortal sects.
Lonemoon was a little surprised that the families would have such awareness, one must know that compared to sects, families were more conservative and self-centered. In the first place, no matter how dense the Spirit Qi in a small world was, the resources for immortal cultivation were also limited. Where there were people, there would be disputes, and the existence of families itself was a manifestation of self-interest. When people of the same surname and bloodline joined together, it was naturally stronger than fighting alone. In other words, they were originally a family business that had been passed down for a long time. It was already very difficult for such a business to transform, but this small world actually did it. And it wasn't just one family, but six families joined together.
He also found out that although this Divine Imperial Sect was established by families, they treated all disciples equally, and would recruit new disciples every year, regardless of family background, only based on aptitude. Having such foresight made Lonemoon have a whole new level of respect for him.
Perhaps it was because there were too few mortals, but the cultivators of the Fiendish Dao and Fiendish Dao in this small world had a very harmonious relationship. There were no great evils, and the Fiendish Dao cultivators who used living people to cultivate naturally did not oppose each other.
Lonemoon spent an entire day in the immortal city asking around, but he did not find any useful information at all. He didn't find anything strange either. Logically speaking, whenever there was a problem with a small world, they should have noticed it as soon as they came down. Just like in the mushroom world previously, his body was taken away the moment he entered the Upper Realm, and the deviant ghosts in Song Ren's world, and even the warning from the invader in the Three Azure Realms.
"Chef, how are things on your side?" He sat down in the teahouse where they met and glanced at Yi Qing who was pouring tea for a certain someone.
"No." Yi Qing shook his head. "Master and I walked around and didn't find anything out of the ordinary."
That was strange. What was the reason for the Heavenly Dao to lock the realm gate on this side?
"This place is no different from other small worlds, but …" Yi Qing seemed to have thought of something. Just as he was about to speak, there was a commotion downstairs. Something seemed to have happened? There were even a few exclamations of surprise.
The two of them exchanged a look. In the next moment, they saw the innkeeper bringing a few cultivators up. They were all wearing the same white school uniform with flame patterns embroidered on their sleeves. Lonemoon took a look and realized that these people's cultivation levels were not low. The lowest cultivation level was at the Golden Core level. The middle-aged man in the middle was even a half-step Soul Formation cultivator. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. Was the standard of education in this world so high?
They seemed to be looking for something. They looked around the second floor. In the next moment, he felt a Divine Perception sweeping over. He subconsciously wanted to block it back, but he resisted it. He gave Chef beside him a look and let the Divine Perception sweep over. Indeed, the Divine Perception did not stop. It directly turned to the guests at the other tables.
That person searched the entire inn and seemed to find nothing out of the ordinary. His expression instantly darkened.
"Uncle-Master?" A Golden Core disciple beside him called out tentatively.
That person shook his head and turned to leave. His gaze swept over Lonemoon and Yi Qing. As if thinking of something, he frowned and walked over. Just now when his Divine Perception swept over, it naturally carried some pressure. The cultivators in this inn all revealed expressions of either fear or excitement. They just recognized that they were from Divine Imperial Sect and did not make a sound. So Lonemoon and the others who seemed to be fine stood out a little.
"Fellow Daoists, you two look unfamiliar." He stopped beside the table of three. "May I know which sect you are from?" He glanced at the two again, but found that there was not a trace of Spirit Qi on them. He was instantly shocked. "You are mortals?"
"Fellow Daoist must be joking." Lonemoon's expression darkened. He pretended to be a little angry. "Although we are itinerant cultivators without any sect, we have cultivated seriously for many years. How can we be mortals?"
"Itinerant cultivators?" He was stunned. He released his Divine Perception to check their cultivation levels. Indeed, they were two Foundation Establishment cultivators. He lowered his head and glanced at the empty plates on the table. He frowned with some disdain. He was even more sure that he had seen wrongly just now. They were already at Foundation Establishment and still hadn't achieved Grain Liberation. Their aptitude and perception must be extremely poor. No wonder they could only be itinerant cultivators. The reason why they ignored his Divine Perception just now seemed to be because they didn't notice it at all.
So he did not stay any longer. He directly turned and led the disciples downstairs and left. Lonemoon turned to look out of the window. He found that they went straight into a shop opposite and continued to search for something.
"There are many more high-level cultivators in the city today." Yi Qing then opened his mouth and said what he didn't finish just now. "Not only Nascent Soul cultivators, there are also three Soul Formation cultivators who entered the city."
Lonemoon was stunned for a moment. He thought of something and turned to glance at Shen Ying who was rubbing her stomach and drinking tea. He sighed and said, "Shen Ying, it seems that the fatty you picked up yesterday is going to be in big trouble!"
"Huh?" Shen Ying tilted her head and looked at him. "What fatty?"
The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. She even treated him to a meal yesterday. Today, she forgot. "Nothing, drink your tea!"
"Oh."
Looking at the shop opposite the street again, Lonemoon couldn't help but say casually, "I don't know what's so special about a mortal with no cultivation that he can cause such big trouble." Even Nascent Soul and Soul Formation cultivators had made a move.
Yi Qing was stunned for a moment. He frowned and said, "Speaking of special … I did think of something." He turned his hand and a familiar-looking stack of yellow paper appeared in his hand. It was the Aura-Concealing Talisman that Fatty had forced on him yesterday.
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