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Chapter 846 - 705 Circles of Different Social Classes_2

Chapter 846: Chapter 705 Circles of Different Social Classes_2

Guru-level masters of Yuqing Sect defended the place, and countless disciples were on duty, making it an extremely bustling border Crossing City.

However, now the city is still majestic but no longer prosperous; it’s ruined everywhere.

The defending Yuqing Guru is nowhere to be seen.

Nowadays, Yuqing only sends some disciples without potential to come here to retire, guarding this place.

As a result, most of Southward City is now mingled with low-level scattered cultivators, with God Monarchs seldom seen.

After all, the lord defending this city is just an Infant God, and moreover, one pushed to the margins for retirement by Yuqing.

The fundamental cause of all this is a large-scale ’subsidence’ that occurred across the entire Southern Ling Immortal Domain.

Not to mention the Void is continuously getting farther from Shen Hong’s native land, but resources are also becoming increasingly scarce, resulting in higher travel costs while trade caravan profits gradually diminish.

Until now, the Spirit Suppressing Realm isn’t as resource-rich as some worlds under the Sects.

Thereafter, the Sects found no reason to run trade caravans at a loss just to maintain traffic.

And so, Southward City naturally fell into decline over time.

The reason it hasn’t been completely abandoned to ruin is merely that, every few decades or centuries, there are still a few trade caravans making journeys.

Not just East Wilderness—the Southward Cities in various domains share this same situation.

A Crossing City thrives because of the crossing, so it will also inevitably decline due to the crossing.

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Wang Zijia floated in the air, looked down at the majestic yet somewhat dilapidated Southward City, and then lifted his gaze towards the southern outskirts of the city.

There was a magnificent and peculiar Ring.

Silver light covered the Ring, making the huge ring look like a super-sized silver mirror, standing upright in the sky.

This huge construction, similar to a Star Gate, was not the first one Wang Zijia had seen, for there was a damaged one in Qinglian World.

He surveyed from the air and, brimming with Ice Frost and Lei Ting, flew toward that huge Ring.

The closer he got, the more insignificant he felt.

As Wang Zijia arrived in front of the high platform where the Ring stood, he felt as tiny as an ant, unable to see the entirety of the Ring in one glance, its top seemed to pierce into the clouds.

"Whoosh!"

No sooner had Wang Zijia and the others landed on the White Jade Square filled with numerous Runes that upheld the Ring, than an elderly Old Taoist hurried over with a few disciples.

They respectfully saluted Wang Zijia and his companions, and carefully said, "We have seen the three seniors before, are seniors here to use the Door of the Two Realms?"

The elder was the guardian city lord of Southward City, or rather, the custodian of this Door of the Two Realms.

Wang Zijia slightly nodded his head.

"May I know which Sect the seniors belong to, and if you have the credential to use the Door, if not, you’ll need to pay three thousand Spirit Essences as toll······"

Before the elder could finish, Wang Zijia flipped his hand, and an order symbol flew out.

The elder cautiously took the order symbol and checked it, then immediately replied with great respect, "Turns out they are several Immortal Venerates from Taiching, please forgive any rudeness."

Wang Zijia’s expression remained calm as he waved his hand, showing no interest in further conversation. He asked, "Is this Door of the Two Realms still usable now?"

"No problem at all. A trade caravan went to Zhenyuan Domain just eight years ago, and we also routinely check and maintain it," the elder replied with a smile.

Wang Zijia: "······"

Such a grand Door of the Two Realms only sends a fleet every eight years······ no wonder you are declining!

And there are even people guarding it—are the Three Sects just too rich!

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Wang Zijia acknowledged with a nod and no longer paid attention to the elder and his group.

With a beckoning gesture, the Blood Cloud Demon Jade Shuttle transformed into a giant Cloudy Immortal Palace and emerged.

Grand, majestic, magnificent.

It looked like a peculiar, Xianxia-genre starship, of course, it couldn’t be compared with the Door of the Two Realms.

Ever since becoming an Immortal Artifact, this was the first time Wang Zijia had fully activated the Blood Cloud Demon Jade Shuttle; perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it the Blood Cloud Demon Jade Palace now.

The elder was stunned at the sight of the Immortal Treasure Drive and cautiously said, "Senior is going to Southern Spirit?"

Wang Zijia glanced at him and said, "Does this Door of the Two Realms lead to other places?"

"Roaming in the Void is also an option," the elder replied awkwardly, as if realizing that he had said something unnecessary. He quickly rectified, "Senior could actually wait a few more days before departing."

Wang Zijia furrowed his brows and said, "Is there something amiss, or are there some other rules?"

The old man immediately explained, "In recent years, the flights to the Southern Spirit have become increasingly scarce. Although not many wish to go to the Primordial Suppressing Domain, it adds up over time."

"Elder, you can wait a few months. I have a special channel that can find some people for you and sell quite a number of boat tickets."

As the old man spoke, he glanced at Wang Zijia’s Immortal Treasure Drive and said, "With your Immortal Artifact-level Drive, it wouldn’t be difficult to get settled, and many would be willing to lend a hand."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia shook his head and replied, "There’s no need. I won’t be going to the Zhenyuan Domain."

Why waste months over those boat tickets and take a detour through the Zhenyuan Domain?

His earnings wouldn’t match the Void Spirit Jade Talismans he could craft in those months!

Before the elder could utter another word,

Lei Ting, standing nearby, waved his hand and opened the Divine Kingdom Passage. A group of Turbid Immortals, accompanied by many God Monarch disciples, appeared.

"We pay our respects to Master and to the Big Shot!"

All disciples, showing no more signs of a Foreign World aura and blending in like native monks, paid their respects to Wang Zijia with reverence.

This was Lei Ting’s achievement over the past six months.

For a deity who could bestow Divine Grace on others, who worshipped him and let him do as he pleased, these matters were not difficult to arrange.

After receiving a slight nod from Wang Zijia, the group silently flew into the Magic-driven vessel, joining Lei Ting to begin operating the entire Immortal Tool.

Only Lei Ting remained stationary next to Wang Zijia, standing slightly behind as though guarding him.

Travelling through the Void on one’s own was very different from riding the short distances with the personal drive of Wang Zijia.

He might not be able to endure such a journey alone.

Seeing the Magic-driven vessel lighting up with Spiritual Light, Wang Zijia turned and glanced at the old man who seemed about to speak again, and asked, "Did you have anything else to say?"

"No, nothing more!" the old man replied at once.

He was joking! Although he might be a small fry, he was a God Monarch of the Yuqing Palace, and he did have some insight.

To think that a Big Shot with his own world who could personally operate an Immortal Tool and still appear humble would exist? Such individuals were rare even in Yuqing Palace!

Would such an existence waste time over some measly boat tickets for low-level scattered cultivators?

He did not even feel like giving it an extra glance!

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Wang Zijia paid no more attention to the elderly man and floated onto the huge Cloud Palace.

Standing at the edge of the Palace, he looked for a few moments towards Southward City, or rather at the East Wilderness.

This parting, he didn’t know how long it would be until his return.

After a few moments, Wang Zijia finally said, "Let’s set off!"

"By the Big Shot’s Decree!"

Following Wang Zijia’s command and Lei Ting’s signal, the God Monarchs began to take their places and operate the Blood Cloud Demon Jade Shuttle with all their might.

The Cloud Immortal Palace erupted with dazzling Spiritual Light, transforming into Streaming Light, rushing into the massive Silver Ring up ahead and disappearing without a trace.

The old man and several others were left in a daze.

At that moment, two more streaks of light approached in haste, ultimately transforming into two Taoists who landed on the high platform.

Brother Yang, was that a Trade Caravan heading to the Southern Spirit just now?" one of them asked urgently.

The elder turned around and nodded expressionlessly.

Hearing this, the other person said anxiously, "Then why didn’t you sweet-talk them a bit, Brother Dao, and get them to take us along? Didn’t you say that..."

Without waiting for the other to finish, the elder sternly replied, "An Immortal Venerate’s Taiching Decree, served personally by Immortals, with dozens of Turbid Immortals Crossing Tribulation as helmsmen—do you think I have such clout to have them wait for you two, and to offer you a ride on the Immortal Tool?"

If I had such influence, would I be guarding this broken place?"

Despite the obsequious manner in which he spoke in front of Wang Zijia, the elder, as the revered city lord on the path to South City and a God Monarch defending this area, held a lofty status.

"This..." Stunned by the elder’s words, the two Taoists were at a loss for words for a long while.

"Hmph..." The elder, however, said no more and strode off.

"Brother Yang, don’t be offended. I’ve been waiting for several years and have grown impatient; I was out of line."

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