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"Buzz buzz buzz..."The earth suddenly shook violently.
With the Valley of Floral Fragrance at its center, the tremor spread across the inner and outer circles of the Seven Breaks and even further to various human marketplaces and cities—the land where spiritual medicine of the Valley of Floral Fragrance circulates.
Enormous cracks suddenly appeared on the ground, resembling a natural disaster. Many people lost their balance and fell into them.
"Ah—"
Cries of agony rose and fell in an instant.
Some were panicked, some were at a loss, and some sensed that something was wrong and immediately used escape techniques, trying to flee.
"Roar!"
The roar of what seemed like an ancient beast instantly shattered the sanity of all life forms within the earthquake’s range.
It was as if the earth had lost its support, and the cities, mountains, and rivers, and the entire Seven Breaks, collapsed downward.
"What is happening..."
No one had yet seen the full picture or grasped what was going on.
Beneath the abyss underground, a gaping maw opened wide over several realms, like a ravenous Taotie beast eager to prey.
In one bite!
It swallowed the Seven Breaks and all the life forms around it!
"Rumble..."
Aftershocks rolled and spread in all directions.
The Northern Region’s map was suddenly swallowed up by as much as seven realms from the outside, including the Valley of Floral Fragrance.
...
"It’s lively, quite lively!"
"First it was the Ancestor of Hua, then the Eight Ancestors, followed by the Ancestor of Thought, along with the Ancestor of Departure—and not to forget the three ancestors of demons, medicine, and strife among the Ten Ancestors... What kind of age is this? Have we witnessed history, the age of Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor?"
"No worry, we can’t have everything explode, everyone go mad, and in the end blow through and shatter the entire five regions, can we?"
"Indeed, our City of the Living Bodhisattva stands aloof, though it lies in the Central Region, the war flames are bound not to reach here. Those who should conduct alchemy, do so; those who should cultivate arrays, do so; those who should forge artifacts, do so—just live well yourself."
"You see, the headquarters of all major associations are in the City of the Living Bodhisattva. Our connections span the five regions; it’s not the City of the Dead Bodhisattva, not a filthy gathering place like Cross Corner Street. Those who enter the Living City are the elites of the five regions, with eminent status and identities..."
"Huh? An earthquake?"
"Illusion! The water of the tranquil lake hasn’t moved."
The City of the Living Bodhisattva, towering buildings stood in rows.
If Yu Lingdi is the place where the illustrious families of grand sects indulge in revelry, then the City of the Living Bodhisattva is the high-end exchange venue for those with aspirations in scholarship, Dao, and arts across various levels.
Here, no matter how lively it is outside, it is irrelevant to Shangri-La, irrelevant to the academic exchanges of the elderly.
The headquarters of the Magic Pill Technicians Association, the annual exchange conference, had just concluded.
Just half a day ago, one could still see the master giants from the five realms, who were usually hard to meet, turn into ordinary old men, chatting and laughing as they came out of the Pill Pagoda door in small groups.
"President Shi Ti, how did you feel about this exchange?"
At the West City Gate of the City of the Living Bodhisattva, Dong Ling stopped in her tracks and glanced at the gray-haired old man beside her, asking with a grin.
This time, the Eastern Sky Realm, represented by the exchange group of Dongtianwang City, had a total of two spots.
Besides herself as the official president, the second spot was given to Shi Ti from Tiansang City.
Shi Ti, a figure of renown.
Though in terms of skills, he still lags behind the bosses of the City of the Living Bodhisattva, but he comes from "Tiansang City"!
Tiansang City used to be a small town, now known throughout the five regions.
Because this place has a "Tiansang Spirit Palace," a small Spirit Palace where hidden talents reside.
First came Lord Shou, then popped up Saint Servant’s second-in-command Sleeveless, followed closely by Demi-Saint Ye Xiaotian, and finally, a relatively unknown Elder Qiao from the Spiritual Affairs Division also achieved sanctification...
The strongest Demi-Saint families from the five regions wouldn’t dare to claim such production capacity; cultivating demi-saints as if raising pigs, capable of large-scale production.
Shi Ti was almost named and brought along.
During the headquarters’ alchemy conference, he was bombarded with an endless number of questions by countless old men.
All asking about his relationship with Xu Xiaoshou—what relationship do I have? I only have the fate of being blown up at the Pill Pagoda; I can’t climb up the connection... Shi Ti rushed his steps, shivered, and said:
"President Dong Ling, please don’t make fun of this old man anymore."
"The Living City, only the Little Blue Flower of the Tranquil Lake is growing well, still looks the same as when I saw it in my youth, as for the rest... Ugh!"
After staying tucked away for too long, Shi Ti wasn’t willing to keep wagging tongues with those affectedly accentuating undead, pointed to the city gate:
"Better hurry back to the Eastern Region and stay in the shell; no telling when this troublesome Central Region might explode."
Although Xu Xiaoshou isn’t in the City of the Living Bodhisattva, Xu Xiaoshou is in the Central Region.
With his current energy, blowing up a Pill Pagoda was light; blowing up an entire realm is quite normal.
The changing times...
Shi Ti was just left with sighs.
That kid who once blew up the Pill Pagoda is now a legend across the five regions.
Fellow Sang Qiye, who went from being a proper alchemist, turned into the Saint Servant’s second-in-command, and finally became the Ghost Buddha himself, utterly absurd.
Living long enough, you can encounter all sorts of bizarre happenings, just hope misfortune stays away.
"Blow it up?"
"That wouldn’t be possible."
Dong Ling quickly followed the old man’s steps out of the city, glanced back at the vibrant and magnificent city with some regret.
Compared to the flourishing of the Central Region, even Dongtianwang City, the most prosperous city in the Eastern Sky Realm, could not match up to this place by a third.
The difference between the two regions is apparent.
It’s not that the Sword God of the Holy Sword Land in the Eastern Region had lost much; it’s just that the other side values swordsmanship, likes contention and fighting, while the status of elixir masters is not as high as here.
Unlike Shi Ti, Dong Ling is still relatively young, wanting to push herself further. It’s not mainly to enter the Living City to plot something with those old men.
The key is that only by settling in this place could one have the chance to advance further and occasionally gain access to the four-hill mountain.