Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Futian and his party did not return to Qianye City after leaving Crimson River. They were still inside Crimson Dragon City.
This first major city of Crimson Dragon Realm was extrely vast, with many wonders and cultivation places that were not seen in other Renhuang realms. It was not only in possession of a battlefield like the Rising Dragon Platform, but also had other places of cultivation.
The land west of Crimson Dragon Realm was where Ye Futian and his party had gone. There were countless roads in front of them. These roads were like the branches of an ancient tree, extending to different places in every direction. A faint sense of heat was transmitted from the place.
On each ancient road, people coming and going. The place was filled with cultivators. People of the Saint Plane seed to be everywhere as well.
Ye Futian looked forward and raised his head slightly to look at the sky. He saw sothing like a floating castle. It was boundless, reaching high above the sky. Even the holy will was unable to reach it.
The sun and its radiance shone down from the sky. Above the castle, divine golden birds could be seen flying in circles. Bright flas rained down, holier than one could imagine.
Standing next to all of it, Ye Futian and his party seed incredibly small. When soone walked past them and set foot on one of the roads, it was as if they had stepped onto a branch.
“Is this the Divine Jianmu Tree?” Yi Xiaoshi whispered. One of the four legendary Divine Trees in the lore, the Divine Jianmu Tree could connect the heaven and the earth. It was able to reach the depths of the earth and high above the firmant so that heaven and earth were connected.
Each of his branches was an ancient road. Together, it ford thousands of ancient roads that led to Jianmu City, the city which lay in front of them.
The Crimson Dragon Army guarded Jianmu City. Standing above the void, they looked like an army from heaven.
Jianmu City was a holy place for cultivation. It was also one of the largest trading posts in Crimson Dragon City. To enter Jianmu City, paynt of spirit stones of the Great Path was required. Otherwise, one was not eligible to cultivate in Jianmu City.
Furthermore, the price of admission was not cheap. Those who were weak and small in their cultivation simply could not cultivate for long in Jianmu City. Otherwise, Jianmu City would have beco overcrowded a long ti ago.
“Go and feel it,” Ye Futian said. He walked over to the Crimson Dragon Army and paid the spirit stones required for everyone to enter.
The group of people walked forward and entered a boulevard inside Jianmu City. The boulevard was lined with a lot of buildings that seed to be no different from those on the outside. However, when you looked up at them, you would see a stout tree branch supporting a road above it.
Furthermore, there was an extrely hot stream of air above the ancient tree like the flaming breath of the Great Path.
“Jianmu City reaches the sky and goes deep into the ground, absorbing the fire of the Great Path. The higher that Jianmu City reaches upward, the more prosperous the trading post will beco. Many top forces have been taking shape inside Jianmu City over the years and taking root here. The more rooted they are, the more suitable for cultivation. It is said that, at the bottom of Jianmu, ordinary cultivators of the Saint Plane are unable to stay without getting burned up into ashes under the fire of the Great Path,” soone behind Ye Futian said.
The one who spoke was Shen Jun, the forr young master of Qianye City. He’d always been very dashing and elegant, but now he was more subdued. He was acting as a guide for Ye Futian and his group, introducing the background of the Crimson Dragon Realm to Ye Futian. After all, he’d grown up in the Crimson Dragon Realm and knew much more about it than Ye Futian.
Ye Futian nodded slightly, contemplating what kind of truth would be contained within the Three Thousand Realms of the Great Path.
In the Empty Realm, the will of space hung in the sky.
The Crimson Dragon Realm was more powerful than the space will of the Empty Realm. This Crimson Dragon Realm truly belonged to a world of flas. It was said that those who cultivated in the art of flas were extrely powerful.
“Let’s go up first,” Ye Futian said, then looked at Luo Fan beside him. “Fifth senior brother, let’s go see if there is a fire of the Great Path that is suitable for your cultivation.”
The number of fla cultivation thods in the Crimson Dragon Realm was endless. Many top figures had refined it into a special fla of the Great Path which integrated the Way into it. These flas were of great help to the future generations of cultivators. It could even be directly refined into the body. Learning to comprehend the Divine Path was of great help to one’s cultivation.
Although similar to Ye Wuchen’s Renhuang sword will, the fire of the saint was not as strong as the Renhuang sword will, so it was quite suitable for Luo Fan who was still a sage.
The higher one went, the more they discovered that the world of cultivators was destined to be unfair. All of this was unimaginable in the Lower World of the Nine States. How could one compare the speed and limits of cultivation?
“I’m embarrassed to trouble my younger brother for money to spend on it,” Luo Fan said.
“That’s right. After all, I, your younger brother, am also poor. If that’s the case, let’s just not go,” Ye Futian said jokingly.
“Eh...” Luo Fan stared at Ye Futian with shock. He had not expected such a response from him.
“We are all brothers of the sa master. Helping each other is a matter of course. Since the younger brother is so sincere, then I will gladly accept it.” Luo Fan hugged Ye Futian’s shoulder, internally cursing him for being so tight with his wallet.
The senior brother was clearly not as fortunate as the younger brother.
“Of course, if you sothing that strikes your fancy, please pick out whatever you want. By the way, choose a gift for Miss Xuan too,” Ye Futian said with a smile. He’d been joking before.
“That’s the spirit. Don’t forget how nice I was to you when you were young!” Luo Fan exclaid with a thumbs up.
Ye Futian’s face was a picture of confusion. When he was young?
All right, perhaps 18 or 19 years olds could be considered young.
“Have you found a good place?” Ye Futian asked Shen Jun.
“What level do you want?” Shen Jun asked.
“The best,” Ye Futian responded. Luo Fan’s eyes lit up. When he looked at Ye Futian, he thought that his junior brother was even more handso than ever.
“Heavenly Flas Avenue in Jianmu City is the most prosperous place for fla trading. Even Nirvana-level flas are not lacking there. Renhuang level flas have even appeared there once,” Shen Jun said.
Ye Futian nodded. “Let’s go to Heavenly Flas Avenue then.”
“Okay, then we need to hurry.” Shen Jun nodded. His body flickered as he led the way. Ye Futian and his team followed behind. They all traveled fast as they shuttled through Jianmu City.
Jianmu City was considered a renowned city for a reason. When all the areas above and below the surface, it was much larger than a city as large as Qianye City. Therefore, one could only imagine just how massive this ancient tree that connected the world was, or that it was still growing.
In Heavenly Flas Avenue was a huge, wide-open square where many cultivators gathered to trade.
There were a lot of shops in the square, many of them temporarily built by the cultivators. Outside of these shops were engraved signs displaying what items were available for trade. Of course, there were also so large, permanent structures that were used for long term trading.
The Tower of Heavenly Flas on Heavenly Flas Avenue, for example, belonged to a major force with many invaluable Flas of the Way.
At the mont, many cultivators were assembled in the Tower of Heavenly Flas. Ye Futian and his people had just arrived. There were many fla furnaces inside, all of which contained the Flas of the Way. Above the furnace, the na of the Fla of the Way, its grade, and its abilities were listed in great detail.
The cultivation of flas in the Crimson Dragon Realm was considered the epito of the Crimson Dragon Region. The classification and grade of the flas here were finer than anywhere else.
“Purple Fla, unblemished dium-grade Fla of the Way, aggressive attacking power with a strong ability to break defenses.” Ye Futian looked at a fla furnace. Inside, a purple fla was making a sharp sizzling sound. Tiny bolts of lightning could be seen inside the fla.
After cultivators entered the saint realm, if they majored in the flas, they would temper the fla of their Great Path, making them physical, multiplying their power, and refining them to contain great Swordsmanship.
“The fire of the Golden Flas, unblemished upper-grade Flas of the Way, aggressive attacking power with the ability to lt anything. Good for attacking, forging armors...” In yet another fla furnace, the golden flas shone brightly, lighting up the fla furnace with extrely bright golden flas.
“This would be more suitable for Gongsun Xuan, but she ca from Divine Could Valley. Presumably, this grade of Fla of the Way would not be a great help to her,” Ye Futian whispered. Gongsun Xuan’s origin ant that she had trendous spiritual resources of her own.
In addition, her grandfather had reached the Nirvana Plane. The Fla he possessed could be tempered into the Fla of Nirvana.
“The Flas of the Way in this area were artificially made. The Flas of the Way on the other side were ford naturally,” Shen Jun explained. Of course, there was no absolute advantage or disadvantage to choosing either. It was all dependent on the person who refined the fla and the strength of the natural formation.
Ye Futian and his party continued their search for an even stronger Fla of the Way.
They ca across another fla furnace. Inside, the flas seed dim and ghostly like a shadow.
“The Ghostly Fla of the Way, Nirvana mid-grade. Possesses a strong sense of destruction. Its ability to burn and destroy souls was given by the Nether Saint Lord,” said the line of writing engraved on the outside of the furnace. As Ye Futian walked past the Tower of Heavenly Flas, he felt a dizzying sensation and so interest.
The flas here were too strong. By comparison, the Unblemished Flas of Way did not appear so precious.
In fact, Ye Futian had also cultivated in flaming ability. Not just the fla, he’d also cultivated many other kinds of abilities and comprehended all kinds of will.
However, because many abilities were limited by magical powers, they were not strong enough. In fact, there was no absolute strengths or weaknesses between the kinds of will. Any kind of will could be cultivated to its highest level. Ye Futian wondered if he could pick up so of them to cultivate.
“Senior brother, choose the one that suits you,” Ye Futian said to Luo Fan. Stronger was generally better, but it still needed to fit Luo Fan’s ability to cultivate to be effective.
For example, for those with extraordinary birthrights, if their forefathers had cultivated certain kind of flas, or even passed them on into the life spirit, they could inherit them in the form of comprehension, saving themselves half the trouble.
“Beggars can’t be choosers. Let’s just make do,” Luo Fan said casually. However, his action was pretty deft. He pointed at a fla and said, “That’s it.”
Ye Futian saw the grade of the fla he wanted and felt a pinch in his heart. He said, “Senior brother, you don’t want to spare any expense!”
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