Soon, a whoosh of wind gently lifted the travelers into the air, with the lifting speed becoming faster and faster, rapidly ascending with everyone on board.

Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang felt their bodies buffeted by the surging wind and struggled to find a foothold, repeatedly casting spells to balance themselves until they finally mastered the knack of it. Looking down at the shrinking Wukang Mountain and the rapidly spiraling shadows around, although it was their first encounter, they recognized what it was, a kind of magical treasure called "Wind Scale," a luxury not just anyone could afford.

The wind had scales, like fish swimming through the sky.

To the eyes of those sent off from Wukang Mountain, the Wind Scale had turned into a streak of radiance, escaping toward the distant horizon...

By noon, a group of people descended from the sky, the scattering Wind Scales converging like water through a funnel, swirling into Elder Ke's palm and quickly transforming into a pinecone-shaped metallic sphere for safekeeping.

The people looked around and found themselves surrounded by grand buildings as colossal as mountains, standing in an open square.

Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang were typical curiosity-driven gazers, looking around incessantly until after a while, Wu Jinliang asked, "Where is this?"

"Sheng Province capital city," answered Gan Tangyu.

He was quite handsome with a tall and upright figure, sharp facial features, and a rather cold demeanor, speaking seldom and in short bursts, exuding the aura of a skilled master, constantly following Bian Weiyin with the momentum of a bodyguard.

Elder Ke was handing over some matters to a group of armored people, and soon after, he called them over as well.

After the armored guards conducted identity and cultivation confirmation, they clamped metal bracelets onto the wrists of the corresponding individuals. Each bracelet had a small metal tag with inscriptions.

Shi Chun flipped his over to check, one side bore his name while the other read "Sheng Province Wukang Mountain Envoy Four." He tugged at Wu Jinliang's hand to show him. The meaning was the same, one side with a name, the other stating, "Sheng Province Wukang Mountain Envoy Five." Shi Chun secretly tried to yank off the chain but found it impossible to break.

After all the handover was completed, Elder Ke told everyone, "Just follow them, we will head to the capital later."

The armored guards urged the five attendees to set off, leading them into a tunnel within Weng City. As they moved, they felt a familiar sensation of ethereal waves, which Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang were not strangers to, having experienced it when they left Life Prison. This was the so-called Xun Gate.

Along the way, Wu Jinliang couldn't help asking again, "Where are we going?"

An armored guard replied in a deep voice, "Nonsense, to the capital of Shengshen Continent!"

After traversing the long corridor, the moment they saw the light again, the others were fine, but the two who had never seen the world were stunned on the spot, struck by the overwhelming splendor.

In front of them seemed to be mountains uprooted and floating in the air, at various altitudes with buildings of all colors on them boasting splendidly carved beams and painted rafters. From several of these celestial rivers, water poured tirelessly toward the earth, with rainbows stretching across the sky, among which Spirit Birds fluttered. Below, the land was breathtakingly beautiful, filled with countless magnificent buildings stretching far and wide.

In between heaven and earth, celestial beings rose and descended, flying back and forth.

As far as the eye could see, each layer of majesty and splendor surpassed the last, everywhere dazzling and beyond description.

And they themselves were standing on a floating mountain.

"Stop gawking, move along," one of the armored guards pushed Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang.

At the foot of the floating mountain, a horned serpentine creature, almost dragon-like, coiled its way up, assuming the form of a bridge awaiting passengers. Just as the group was corralled onto the creature by the guards, it stirred, instantly soaring into the sky with them aboard.

Traveling on the wind, carving through the clouds, the bustling scenes above and below were vast and endless, bringing a visually stunning shock that left Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang truly realizing their own insignificance. Their mouths agape, they foolishly gazed down, forgetting even to speak.

Their destination was still a floating immortal mountain, heavily guarded by troops. The giant serpent that had carried them there soared into the sky upon arrival. Only after Shi Chun and the others reached the mountain did they learn that it was specifically for the attendees from Sheng Province to have a temporary place to stay, and many people from various sects had already arrived.

The sects were arranged in housing according to the order of their arrival and were ordered not to contact the outside world without permission.

Not too far from this immortal mountain, in a tranquil area amidst the hustle and bustle of the royal capital, was an exquisite garden perched on a hillside, surrounded by ancient, serene woods, with pavilions and towers of great elegance.

Miao Yilan, clad in simple attire, was personally tending to the odd and extraordinary flowers and plants in the garden. Lan Qiaoyan, who exuded the aura of a virtuous wife and loving mother, was cooking in the house. This was their home in the royal capital of Shengshen Continent. Similar homes of theirs were located elsewhere.

The reason Miao Yilan was able to come from Zhaotian City was that Lan Qiaoyan had helped arrange for a lengthy leave of absence. The reason was simple: the Sky Rain Meteor Conference was imminent, and she wanted to bring her daughter to enjoy the spectacle. While they said they were there to enjoy the festivity, they were not interested in the desperate struggles of the lesser figures.

They were not there for Shi Chun, of course, but they were aware that Shi Chun would be attending the conference.

Knowing that Shi Chun had gone to Wukang Mountain, Lan Qiaoyan guessed that Wukang Mountain would also participate in the conference. When she casually checked the list of attending sects, she subconsciously looked to see if Wukang Mountain was mentioned. To her surprise, it was. Even more astonishing, she discovered that Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang were also on the list of attendees, which was quite a surprise for the mother and daughter.

The real reason she brought her daughter back to the royal capital of Shengshen Continent was that many dignitaries from various places would come, not just from within Shengshen Continent but from all four major regions of the Divine Continent. This gathering would be an excellent opportunity for people like them to network, and she hoped to find a suitable match for her daughter.

Although she appreciated Shi Chun as a lesser figure, he did not meet her standards as a son-in-law.

A carefully prepared feast had just been set on the outdoor table when the man of the house also returned. He wore a green outfit with a black veil hat, was tall with a fair complexion, sporting a small mustache, and had slightly effeminate features, but still carried himself with considerable dignity.

Miao Dingyi, one of the six key figures of the Bowan Building.

Miao Yilan ran over, chattering and accompanying her father to the dining table to sit down.

After Lan Qiaoyan also sat down, Miao Dingyi seemed to remember something, pulled out a shell-colored metal shiny piece, and threw it in front of the mother and daughter. Then he picked up some chopsticks to taste his wife's cooking.

The two women thought it was some kind of gift and leaned over to pick up and examine the shiny piece, only to see it engraved with "Wu Kang Mountain Envoy, Shi Chun ten thousand gold, champion a thousand times."

Miao Yilan, inexperienced, did not know what it was, but Lan Qiaoyan recognized it immediately, looking up in surprise, "You placed a bet on the gambling market? And one of ten thousand gold at that?"

Miao Dingyi shook his head helplessly, "I had no choice. I just met the person who opened the betting pool. When they mentioned the event, not placing a bet would have been discourteous. Betting too little would have seemed too perfunctory, not wanting to offend anyone, just making an appearance, really."

Lan Qiaoyan incredulously said, "But you shouldn't have bet on Shi Chun, buying him for champion? Betting on Wukang Mountain would be stronger than on him as an individual, right? Trying to gamble on a thousand times the luck?"

Miao Dingyi laughed, "I've no interest in how many times it multiplies. I don't understand those betting options and haven't studied them. You've been mentioning this Shi Chun to me lately, right? Before this, I didn't know whom to bet on. Rather than throwing away ten thousand gold on some unclear figure, why not throw it on this Shi Chun? I just casually bought a stake in him."

"Forget it, it's just for appearance's sake. You really think we're going to be hit by a huge stroke of luck and win the prize? But when I was betting, I casually glanced over the basic information about this Shi Chun in the gambling pool. It seems like his situation is quite bad, he might have been forced to be put up for the conference."

Lan Qiaoyan was a bit stunned, "How so?"

Miao Dingyi replied, "He's merely at Initial Martial cultivation. If Wukang Mountain was serious about competing, they would not have sent him to the conference. Didn't you say that the kid even looked down on joining my Bowan Building? He's unlikely to be content being a mere disciple of a little Wukang Mountain. It's very possible he's been pushed into taking the fall."

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