289: The prosperous Daqian Imperial City!

Vermilion Bird's words were very realistic.

Jiang Ning was deeply touched after hearing them.

On Earth, in some places, some people were no different.

Everyone knew that cultivation could improve one's life, but one must first ensure survival before being able to cultivate, right?

Vermilion Bird continued, "The Great Qian Dynasty is aware of these situations, but it's helpless. The Great Qian Dynasty providing these people with some cultivation opportunities is already seizing benefits from those aristocratic families.

If they were to also manage their basic needs, the aristocratic families wouldn't agree.

Moreover, this is actually a form of balance.

The Great Qian Imperial City is only so large, and there are so many cultivators, whose lifespans are also long. If everyone were to be endlessly taken care of, the Imperial City would have been overflowing long ago.

Furthermore, in a city of ordinary people, having one cultivator is already a disaster.

In a city of cultivators, if there is only one ordinary person, it is Hell for that ordinary person.

Therefore, escaping the Imperial City as early as possible is also a rule of the survival of the fittest in the cultivation world."

"Survival of the fittest," Jiang Ning murmured.

The world, it seemed, had always followed this pattern and Law.

Vermilion Bird hummed, "Your statement is not wrong."

They stayed for a while longer.

Jiang Ning saw a tall tower appear in the distance, within his line of sight. This tower was at least ten stories high, standing out like a crane among chickens in the Imperial Capital.

Vermilion Bird said, "This is the Great Qian Imperial Family's Ancestral Temple Tower. It enshrines members of the Great Qian Imperial Family. This tower has a full thirteen stories."

Jiang Ning was shocked, "So this is the Ancestral Temple Tower; there are quite a few deceased within."

In the original work, a prince, in his ambition to usurp the throne, colluded with the Demon Race, leading to the deaths of a large number of powerful individuals in the Ancestral Temple Tower.

Vermilion Bird frowned, "Do not speak recklessly."

She misunderstood Jiang Ning's meaning, thinking he was referring to the large number of departed spirits in the Ancestral Temple Tower.

She glanced at the Ancestral Temple Tower with lingering fear and transmitted, "Only the bottom three floors are dedicated to the memorial tablets of the deceased. The remaining floors are occupied by Old Ancestors.

Some contain the jade talismans of those Old Ancestors who Ascended to the Upper Realm.

This is the true foundation of Great Qian.

Once Great Qian encounters something it cannot resolve on its own, the Old Ancestors inside will appear. These Old Ancestors are all top-tier combatants who, after reaching the Mahayana Realm, know that Undergoing Tribulation would lead to death, and have continuously suppressed their cultivation!

These individuals, once they emerge, are destined to die; the Heavenly Dao will not allow such people to exist in the Lower Realm indefinitely.

However, before the Heavenly Tribulation arrives, they are more than enough to crush any invaders.

If these individuals fall in battle,

Then the Great Qian Dynasty will crush the jade talismans. These jade talismans are items left behind by the Old Ancestors who Ascended. The Old Ancestors can project themselves for a short period through these talismans.

The projection of an Immortal, even if its strength is only one or two tenths, is still the strength of an Immortal; you should understand."

At this point, Vermilion Bird turned her head and said helplessly, "So, do not speak recklessly. The Divine Sense of those powerful individuals is strong; they might be surveying the Imperial City, and what you said could be overheard by them."

Jiang Ning chuckled.

"I understand."

Vermilion Bird breathed a sigh of relief.

Having traveled together, they had become quite familiar with each other.

This person really dared to say anything, and it was no wonder he could create an organization like the Student Union.

Seeing the Ancestral Temple Tower meant they were approaching the Great Qian Imperial City.

At the entrance of the Great Qian Imperial City, there was an area for docking spirit boats.

Jiang Ning was awestruck as he looked at the massive city walls.

The original work mentioned that the city walls of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty were actually a colossal ninth-grade Spiritual Artifact, costing tens of millions to craft, and were one of the most formidable Spiritual Artifacts controlled by the Great Qian Imperial Family.

It was also the largest Spiritual Artifact in the Lower Realm!

Hardness was just one of its advantages; what was even more impressive was that these city walls concealed weapons capable of both attack and defense.

It could even be rearranged into various formations and use its weapons to trap enemies to their deaths, or trap them first then kill them.

This was the true foundation!

Jiang Ning sighed with emotion.

Before the crisis erupted, almost no one expected that these city walls were actually a Spiritual Artifact.

Many people were still sending spies into the Imperial City to steal the Imperial Family's ninth-grade Spiritual Artifacts.

However, in the original work, the Female Lead, Yun Qingyao, knew that the city walls were a Spiritual Artifact due to the Male Lead, Gu Yanqing, being in her ring. Gu Yanqing determined whose chances of victory were greater.

Only then was Yun Qingyao able to bet correctly, help the new emperor ascend the throne, and thus obtain an item that could communicate with the Upper Realm.

"We've arrived."

Jiang Ning leaped down from the spirit boat.

Vermilion Bird unabashedly displayed her strength, stepping gracefully upon the Void Realm, calmly following beside Jiang Ning.

By the grace of the Great Qian Emperor, entering the Imperial City did not require paying a certain amount of Spirit Stones.

Everyone was a citizen of Great Qian, and everyone could enter the Imperial City.

After entering the Imperial City, Jiang Ning recalled the descriptions of the Imperial City from the original work, comparing them with what he saw.

"Kunwu profound rock, glazed tile roofs, Azure Dragon holding pearls, White Tiger reposing on jade, gilded seal script, Spiritual Qi swirling, chariots rumbling, human voices bustling."

This was one of the sentences Jiang Ning remembered most vividly from the original work. The author, writing about the final stop in the Lower Realm, the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, seemed to have exhausted his vocabulary.

Just by reading these words, without even imagining, one could feel the extreme beauty and splendor.

Looking around,

There were pavilions standing in dense rows, goods gathered like clouds, cries of vendors echoing, bustling with extraordinary liveliness.

Jiang Ning murmured, "Truly worthy of being the number one Immortal Dynasty in the Lower Realm!"

Vermilion Bird heard him.

Her voice carried the pride of belonging to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

"Indeed, the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty is worthy of the title, 'Number One Immortal Dynasty under Heaven.'"

She smiled, "I'll take you to the Spirit Pill Hall first."

This was Jiang Ning's purpose for coming to the Imperial City this time.

The sooner they finished, the sooner they could go to the so-called Xuanhuang Domain, and she could report back to Young Miss sooner.

Jiang Ning hummed in agreement.

He walked and observed.

He had already overused the word "prosperous."

This feeling was probably like that of a Japanese scholar first arriving in the flourishing Tang Dynasty.

Although comparing himself to a Japanese person felt inauspicious, it was indeed the case.

Along the way,

Jiang Ning could only lament.

"Golden Cores are as common as dogs, and Nascent Souls walk everywhere..."