205: Jinglan City

“Hmm… these past few days, I’ve been cultivating deep in the forest,” Ying Xi said. “The results are good.”

“…” Yi Xin was silent for a moment. Hmm, very Ying Xi. Her summary was very precise.

And she said something, but it was also as if she said nothing at all.

“Understood, I can feel it too… your strength is growing very fast!” Yi Xin nodded. “By the way, when you appeared behind me, I didn’t even notice you. Have you been cultivating anything special recently?”

“No, I am naturally one with The Ground,” Ying Xi said, shaking her head slightly.

Yi Xin blinked. “You’re just one with The Ground?”

“Mm!” Ying Xi nodded.

“Hiss~” When Yi Xin heard Ying Xi’s words, he gasped, “Good heavens! Is Ying Xi’s talent really that terrifying?!”

He felt his own talent was useless, and the system’s enhancements were useless too.

Although he had comprehended Fist Intent, Ying Xi had reached the realm of being one with The Ground.

Hmm… it’s hard to say which is better or worse, but perhaps only a pure, innocent person like Ying Xi could achieve such a state?

It’s probably impossible for Yi Xin to comprehend such a realm, unless he cheats.

Moreover, he was walking a different path.

“Then you’re amazing!” Yi Xin praised Ying Xi. “No wonder you’re progressing so fast! It’s truly you!”

“Thank you,” Ying Xi nodded, accepting Yi Xin’s praise.

As the two talked, they approached Xu Heng City.

“Whew~ Finally, we’re back!” Yi Xin looked at the uniquely distinctive Xu Heng City. At this moment, perhaps due to the approaching Martial Arts Convention, Xu Heng City was even livelier than usual.

“Many people,” Ying Xi said, glancing around.

Yi Xin knew that Ying Xi didn’t like crowded or noisy places.

Ying Xi preferred quiet, but the fist art she cultivated was as aggressive as fire.

Yi Xin was relatively active, but the cultivation he practiced was as still as a mountain.

“Ying Xi, I think you still need to get used to interacting with others,” Yi Xin told Ying Xi.

“No, I don’t like it. Just with you is fine,” Ying Xi said, shaking her head.

“…” Yi Xin was silent for a moment after hearing Ying Xi’s words, which sounded like a confession. “Hmm, alright. We’ll go by your habits. There’s really no need to adapt to others.”

“Are you going to participate in the Martial Arts Convention?” Yi Xin asked.

“Mm,” Ying Xi nodded. She still wanted to participate in such an event. As a martial artist, although she preferred quiet and living in the wild, she would still take the Martial Arts Convention seriously. One reason was to test her own results.

Another was that martial arts was never something to be practiced in isolation.

Ying Xi would only participate in the Martial Arts Convention.

Fortunately, if not for Xu Heng’s long-standing traditions, Ying Xi probably wouldn’t have known how to participate or when it was held.

“Then let’s go sign up,” Yi Xin told Ying Xi, then pulled Ying Xi to the Martial Arts Convention registration site.

“Here are your number plates,” the registrar handed two special material plates to Yi Xin and Ying Xi. “The Martial Arts Convention officially begins in three days. There will be dedicated sub-venues for the competitions. Make sure to remember which sub-venue you are assigned to these next few days, and go to the corresponding sub-venue for your match.”

“Okay, I understand!” Yi Xin nodded, while Ying Xi beside him also nodded.

“Are you hungry? Shall we go eat something?” Yi Xin asked Ying Xi. After registering, there was nothing else to do.

“Good,” Ying Xi nodded, rarely refusing Yi Xin’s requests.

Yi Xin took Ying Xi to eat, waiting for the Martial Arts Convention to begin in three days.

…………

Ling Jue Realm.

Lin Zifeng arrived at Jinglan City.

“This city is truly massive!” Lin Zifeng had seen the scale of Jinglan City from afar, noting it was nearly three to four times the size of Pinghai City.

However, this was normal. Pinghai City was considered a relatively remote border city.

And the fact that there was only one Golden Saber Sect within its scope was enough to know the level of that area.

Jinglan City, on the other hand, was neither too close nor too far.

If the continent were divided into 10 regions from the center outwards.

The Golden Saber Sect’s area would be in regions 9-10.

And Jinglan City would be in regions 7-8.

Lin Zifeng traveled thousands of miles to come here, wanting to experience a broader world.

The resources here were more abundant, the competition more intense, there were more geniuses, more people, and more immortal sects.

In general, the closer to the center of the continent, the richer the resources. Similarly, the richer the resources, the more immortal sects there were, the more immortals there were, the stronger their power, and the more intense the competition.

Moreover, there were also more blessed lands and grotto-heavens, more spirit veins, spirit stone mines, etc. Not only that, but encounters with situations from outside the realm were also more frequent.

Not to mention the existence of various ancient power ruins, inheritance grounds, and so on.

Lin Zifeng had inquired and found out that within a thousand li radius of Jinglan City, distributed in different directions, there were three sects, all small sects, named: Lan Yue Sect, Fuxing Sect, and White Jade Palace.

The names sounded quite impressive, but unfortunately, they were just small sects.

Of course, while they were called small sects, their sect masters were at least Spirit Resonance-level powerhouses!

And the scale of their disciples was over a hundred people, not counting handyman disciples! The minimum were outer disciples, who were formal cultivating disciples.

If handyman disciples were included, the number might even exceed a thousand!

After all, the larger the sect, the more handyman disciples there would be. People were needed for all aspects, whether it was cleaning, cooking, odd jobs, planting, or raising livestock. Generally speaking, immortal sects were self-sufficient and rarely relied solely on nearby towns for supplies.

Of course, they would also make purchases, but not often. However, daily necessities were usually bought locally.

Lin Zifeng arrived at a restaurant in Jinglan City, which was named: Jinglan Grand Restaurant.

It had five floors, each with a very large footprint, and it was located in the most prosperous area near the center of Jinglan City.

It definitely had something special about it.

And Lin Zifeng naturally chose this best restaurant.

As for expenses, with the system as his backing, Lin Zifeng didn't need to consider this issue at all.

“Welcome! Esteemed guest, how many are in your party? Are you here for a meal or to stay the night?” A waiter saw Lin Zifeng enter the door and immediately greeted him with a smile, bowing slightly, his demeanor respectful, his tone gentle. Especially when he saw Lin Zifeng’s refined and extraordinary demeanor.

He even had an “immortal aura” about him (in reality, it was just that the waiter had seen many immortals and felt that Lin Zifeng was “one of them,” a kind of intuition from experience). The waiter’s attitude became even more respectful and humble.

“One, for food,” Lin Zifeng said casually, subtly observing his surroundings. On the first floor, there were many “officials and nobles” dressed in fine clothes. What surprised Lin Zifeng was that nearly half of the guests were “immortals.”

This was enough to prove that the background and strength of this restaurant were quite extraordinary! The dishes they made were probably also exceptional.

“Alright! This way, please!” The waiter immediately led Lin Zifeng further inside.