Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Chapter 627: Chapter 627 Yongle (Part 1)

Under the clear sky, the green grass was like a sea.

The vast, boundless plains unfolded before Wang Chen’s eyes. The wind from afar carried the fragrance of grass and wildflowers, filling his heart with joy as he just stepped out of the mountains.

It had been three days since he had left the White Dragon Great Marsh.

During this time, Wang Chen had traveled alone, walking by day and hiding at night, cautiously avoiding all kinds of potential dangers.

Today, he finally reached the end of his journey.

An immense Immortal City appeared in Wang Chen’s sight.

He unconsciously held his breath.

Back in the Mountain and Sea Realm, Wang Chen had lived in several Immortal Cities and personally experienced the grandeur of the Major Sects. He was not an ordinary man without experience.

But the Immortal City in his view still gave him an enormous sense of awe!

Yongle.

This was Yongle Immortal City! @@novelbin@@

Although Wang Chen had heard Zhang Mushan talk about Yongle many times before, seeing this Immortal City with his own eyes was truly indescribable.

The Yongle Immortal City was constructed on top of a giant Dragon Turtle.

The Dragon Turtle, also known as Bi Xi, was said to be one of the descendants of ancient divine dragons. Possessing great strength and as stable as mountains. With a dragon head and turtle body, it was a pure yang mystical creature, having Innate Divine Abilities such as Evil-Repelling, disaster-neutralizing, wealth-attracting, among others.

This giant turtle lay silently on the plains, its eyes closed as if it were in an eternal slumber, with countless flesh whiskers falling from the sides of its head to the ground and deeply embedding into the soil.

The turtle’s back, spanning a hundred li, was covered with magnificent buildings and jade palaces arranged in succession, tall towers densely packed, and peaks rising among them, with waterfalls like hanging jade belts.

Most of the buildings were shrouded in clouds and mists, hiding their full majesty. Pairs of Immortal Cranes soared and circled, their clear cries audible for tens of miles away.

And between the tall buildings and perilous peaks, the most frequent sight was the streaks of light darting back and forth!

They were countless Cultivators engaged in Sword Flight.

Wang Chen couldn’t help but speed up, skimming over the lush grass towards his destination.

As he approached, the more cautious he became.

Unfamiliar with the rules of Yongle Immortal City, Wang Chen dared not take to the air rashly, so as not to accidentally break any taboos.

The closer he got, the stronger the shock the Immortal City gave him.

And surrounding the Dragon Turtle that bore the city, there were innumerable houses and tiles covering the ground.

They formed a circular settlement zone around the city.

Upon reaching this area, the atmosphere suddenly became bustling.

The outskirts of Yongle Immortal City had cultivated a large number of Spirit Fields, and farmsteads and plantations were everywhere, appearing to be meticulously and precisely planned, everything in perfect order.

The roads leading to the bottom of the Immortal City were wide and straight, with a constant stream of people coming and going.

Mostly they were Cultivators.

Wang Chen naturally blended in, like a drop of water falling into a river, quickly adjusting to the lively environment.

However, being a newcomer, unfamiliar with the place and without clear objectives, he was cautious.

So upon seeing a tea house by the roadside, he went in to settle down.

“What would you like to drink, dear guest?”

The server, with Qi Cultivation at the third level and a youthful and amiable smile, said, “We have third-grade Spiritual Tea, five different snacks, and seven-colored Spirit Fruits for you to choose from.”

Wang Chen ordered a pot of lower-grade Spiritual Tea and two kinds of snacks.

He had asked about the prices in detail before ordering.

And he hesitated for a moment.

As the saying goes, it’s foolish to flaunt wealth in an unfamiliar place.

Wang Chen’s behavior perfectly matched that of a low-level Loose Cultivator.

Indeed, after ordering the tea, the gazes that had initially fallen on him when he entered shifted away.

Wang Chen sat in a corner of the tea house, slowly savouring the Spiritual Tea and snacks, carefully listening to the conversations of other patrons.

This place was a motley crowd of all shapes and sizes, with tea patrons ranging from loose cultivators like Wang Chen to farmers living in nearby villages, traveling merchants that roamed far and wide, and even strongmen, hunters, and bodyguards.

Not a single mortal among them, with the lowest level of cultivation being at the second or third level of Qi Cultivation.

As for Purple Mansion cultivators, there was at least one or two in every ten.

Nothing out of the ordinary!

Wang Chen had been sitting for nearly two hours, screening out a large amount of everyday chatter and small talk, and had also heard quite a few pieces of useful information.

From the snippets of conversations among the tea guests, Wang Chen discerned that the situation in Yongle Immortal City was far more complex than he had imagined!

He unconsciously rubbed the Sumeru Ring he wore on his ring finger.

“This fellow daoist, please.”

While Wang Chen was pondering, a middle-aged cultivator took the seat opposite him and said with a beaming smile, “Pardon my boldness, but may I ask if you plan to seek a living in Yongle?”

To seek a living in Yongle…

The phrase sounded somewhat strange, at least to Wang Chen’s ears.

But outwardly he remained composed and replied, “What if I am, and what if I’m not?”

Cats do not visit without reason; Wang Chen hadn’t expected to attract attention with his low profile.

The stranger’s background was unknown, yet he exhibited no malice. In this public setting, Wang Chen saw no harm in further conversation.

The middle-aged cultivator stroked a clump of goatee on his chin and laughed, “Fellow daoist, do you have any idea how many loose cultivators yearn to obtain Yongle Immortal City’s Immortal Register every year, and how few actually manage to do so?”

After pondering for a moment, Wang Chen slid a Spirit Stone across to the other party, “I am all ears.”

The middle-aged cultivator looked at the Spirit Stone on the table and smiled without a word.

That’s too little, huh.

The corner of Wang Chen’s eye twitched, showing an expression of reluctance. After hesitating for a moment, he added another one.

Then he glared fiercely at the middle-aged cultivator.

With his gaze, he warned the other party.

Don’t get too greedy.

Only then did the middle-aged cultivator seem satisfied and swept the two Spirit Stones into his pouch.

What he was doing was the most basic of broker transactions. He wouldn’t pass up any loose cultivator, even the poorest, following the principle of taking a chance whether there were dates or not.

It was quite a deal to earn two Spirit Stones with some smooth talk.

According to the middle-aged cultivator, every year, tens of thousands of outside loose cultivators hoped to enter Yongle’s Immortal Register, but the city issued less than one percent of the places.

A case of too many monks and not enough porridge, the intensity of competition was unimaginable!

Most of the loose cultivators arriving here could only live around the periphery of the Immortal City, engaged in “hard labor.”

If they were lucky, they would be employed inside the Immortal City and get to glimpse its bustling prosperity.

But to live inside was out of the question.

However, some lucky cultivators obtained temporary residency, allowing them to live in Yongle Immortal City for a while.

The chance of acquiring an Immortal Register would inevitably increase substantially!

“I am Jia Sidao, a resident of Yongle,” said the middle-aged cultivator at last, speaking to Wang Chen with a reserved tone. “If you wish to get temporary residency, perhaps I can help you.”

After finishing, he didn’t wait for Wang Chen’s response and simply left behind a Message Talisman.

Then he rose and left with an air of ease.

The very image of a grand master’s composure and style!

Wang Chen picked up the Message Talisman.

And he couldn’t help but laugh.

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Here’s the first update.