Of course, going to Ba Ling Sect is very dangerous.
However, for the Sacred Artifact and for Yu Yixiang, taking this risk is worth it!
The next day, Qian Duoduo slipped out the back door and headed straight for the Mission Hall.
As soon as he entered the Mission Hall, an Inner Sect Disciple in an orange robe came to greet him.
“Senior Brother Zijin, how may I help you?”
“I want to take on a mission.”
“Do you have a target in mind?”
“I want to go to Wuzhu City on the Middle Road. Is there anything related to that?” Qian Duoduo softly stated his destination outside the Sect.
“Please wait.” This Inner Sect Disciple was very efficient, and in a moment, he replied:
“There is one. The mission was posted more than half a year ago, to take fifty million gold coins to Wuzhu City to buy Magic Treasures of grade three or higher, preferably for Puppets. The poster—hmm, is also Senior Brother Zijin.”
Qian Duoduo couldn't help but be amused.
When he posted this mission, he was worried that the Sect had no Puppet Magic Treasures.
But after such a long time, no one took it.
The one who tied the bell must untie it.
The mission he posted, he still had to complete himself.
“I'll take this mission.”
Qian Duoduo took out his token and handed it over.
“Alright!” The Inner Sect Disciple showed no surprise and didn't ask further, quickly completing the procedures.
Two days later, Qian Duoduo flew to Kongfang City.
Without stopping in the city, he went to the City Lord’s Mansion Square to take a teleportation Formation, heading straight for Wuzhu City.
In his heart, Qian Duoduo was very much looking forward to Wuzhu City.
Wang Shuhuo, the president of the Refining Association, had more than once urged Qian Duoduo to go there, and Yu Yixiang had also urged Qian Duoduo many times.
“Is Wuzhu City really that prosperous and Advanced?”
After a long period of drifting, Qian Duoduo’s body finally stopped.
He shook his head, calmed his mind, and then saw that he was in a square ten thousand feet in circumference.
There were dozens of teleportation Formations in the square, and from time to time, Formations would light up, and Cultivators would be teleported over.
Seeing Qian Duoduo still sitting cross-legged and a bit dizzy, a Cultivator guarding the teleportation Formation nearby let out a sneer.
“Wuzhu City has arrived, Refining Spirit Sect disciples, quickly exit the Formation.”
Qian Duoduo heard the contempt in his words, and upon checking his cultivation, he was actually at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
Foundation Establishment Late Stage, in the Refining Spirit Sect, would be a seasoned Elder no matter what.
But in Wuzhu City, he was just a guard for a teleportation Formation.
And he himself had just been promoted to Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, one stage lower than the Formation guard.
The copper wire patterns on his blue robe had long exposed his identity as being from the Refining Spirit Sect.
Standing up, Qian Duoduo gave a self-deprecating smile, stepped out of the teleportation Formation, stood in the ten-thousand-foot square, and looked around.
The city walls of Wuzhu City were a thousand feet high, and the entire structure was actually made of Spiritual Iron.
Although Spiritual Iron has an extremely high output and is not as valuable as Profound Iron and Ming Iron, it is much more precious than the bluestone used to build the Refining Spirit Sect's city walls.
Just from the height and length of the city walls, Wuzhu City was dozens of times larger than Kongfang City.
And if Kongfang City was a bit larger than the Refining Spirit Sect, then Wuzhu City must also be dozens of times larger than the Refining Spirit Sect.
Inside the city, three or four mountain ranges stretched continuously, with over a hundred tall mountains and dozens of rivers crisscrossing, and the Spiritual Qi was no worse than that on Preaching Mountain.
The layout of Wuzhu City was similar to Kongfang City, only each area was much larger.
And there were four markets for selling goods: East Market, South Market, West Market, and North City.
Each market was operated by a Sect from the Middle Road.
Fa Lu Sect, which manages the Refining Spirit Sect, Ba Ling Sect, and Shengling Sect, operates the West Market.
Wuzhu City, like Kongfang City, prohibits Cultivators from flying.
Walking on the streets of the city, Qian Duoduo couldn't help but admire the prosperity of Wuzhu City.
By Wuyou Lake in Kongfang City, Wanghu Tower, Tianxiang Pavilion, and Tianwai Genius were only three stories high, and the tallest Fubo Restaurant was only four stories.
But here, any random restaurant by the roadside was five stories high.
In Wuzhu City, Cultivators would occasionally take out a Jade Slip to look at it. Even while walking, they would glance at it from time to time.
Qian Duoduo wondered in his heart: “Looking at a Jade Slip while walking, aren't they afraid of falling?”
As he approached the West Market, a seven-story inn appeared before his eyes.
“Zike Liu. That's a good name.”
Just as Qian Duoduo was about to enter, two people walked out from inside, and Qian Duoduo recognized one of them; it was none other than Zeng Ruohai, Ba Ling Sect's top Xiong Jun.
He was following a woman, talking, and did not see Qian Duoduo.
“What is Zeng Ruohai doing in Wuzhu City?”
Qian Duoduo flashed to the side, concealing his figure.