Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 698 Floating City, Guardian Beast! (Two Chapters Combined)

"You scoundrel! You're about to die, yet you still dare to spout nonsense and deceive us!" Tang Kecha immediately stepped forward and shouted at Song Changming, who had given him instructions.

Still not satisfied, he suddenly kicked again, putting all his strength into it, causing the ugly man to vomit blood repeatedly.

With Song Changming backing them up, this can be considered a form of retaliation.

"It's true. Even if I had a hundred times the courage, I wouldn't dare to lie to the great immortal."

"That immortal city is located at Wufeng Ridge. It takes three months to fly east from there. I, I can take you there, Great Immortal," the ugly man said, trying his best to please Song Changming in order to protect himself.

Tang Kecha turned to look at Song Changming, awaiting the next instruction.

His intuition told him that the ugly man was not lying, and that the immortal city truly existed.

Song Changming never expected to find clues about the Immortal City so quickly.

He had already learned about the matter of the Immortal City from Lü Huang.

The so-called immortal cities not only exist on the vast and boundless primordial continent, but there are also far more than one.

Many of these celestial cities were actually built by the Celestial Court itself, in order to better govern the scattered immortals on earth.

Compared to the celestial officials in the heavens, the scattered immortals on earth constitute an extremely large group.

Most of them usually establish their own mountain strongholds and cultivate in seclusion, but the wandering immortals also need a place to communicate or exchange resources. The emergence of the immortal city is to solve this problem.

This provides a place for wandering immortals to gather, and through the official immortal city, they can also contact the Immortal Court.

According to Lü Huang, the Celestial Court actually built quite a few celestial cities on the continent, numbering at least several hundred if not a thousand.

However, this original continent was far too large. Even with thousands of immortal cities, once they were distributed across the land, it was by no means easy for wandering immortals to find one of the official immortal cities.

Therefore, some powerful figures among the wandering immortals have built their own private immortal abodes. Because of their great reputation, they can attract a group of immortals to come and exchange things.

Song Changming was also unable to determine whether the immortal city the ugly man had seen belonged to the Celestial Court or to some other powerful wandering immortal.

But no matter what, he had to go and find out.

"Take him with you on your way. As for the others, you can handle them," Song Changming said to Tang Kecha and the other two, pointing at the ugly man.

"Thank you, Master!" Tang Kecha said with a cruel smile.

Upon hearing this, the other kneeling people felt a chill run down their spines, sensing something was wrong, and tried to get up and flee.

However, under Song Changming's immortal pressure, this group of people could not exert much of their skills and were quickly wiped out by Tang Kecha and his two companions.

The ugly man didn't even blink when he saw his own people being slaughtered.

Compared to their own lives, the lives of these people are nothing. Every year, many new people emerge from this small world, like leeks, being harvested one crop after another, and then they can be recruited again in the future.

"Let's go."

Song Changming took one last look at the Penglai Sea not far away, then sat on his iron folding fan and left.

Who knows, I might meet that mysterious Peach Blossom Fairy again in the future.

He always felt that the Peach Blossom Fairy was not an ordinary immortal, but rather someone who harbored a great secret.

However, he currently has no time to play the puzzle game with the other party. As a fledgling immortal, he urgently needs to find the Celestial Court as a powerful backer, learn immortal arts, cultivate wondrous methods, and step into the realm of true immortals as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Song Changming took out the immortal fruit that Lü Huang had given him last and examined it.

The small, unripe fruit, about the size of a fist, is surrounded by an aura of divine energy, clearly displaying the characteristics of a celestial fruit.

However, it is still quite different from the Immortal Dao Fruit that Song Changming obtained before.

The peach given by the Peach Blossom Fairy was not only surrounded by celestial energy, but also exuded an indescribable mystical aura.

Strictly speaking, that immortal peach is a Dao fruit, a great fruit of the Great Dao!

The Daoist principles contained within it are one aspect of the Dao of Heaven.

There are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven, and one is missing.

The variable of 'one' lies hidden within these great achievements.

To ascend to immortality, one must break with convention and find a unique path to success, going against the current!

In comparison, the unripe little fruit in Song Changming's hand, though also a celestial fruit, lacked the essence of the Great Dao. It was merely a pure accumulation of celestial spiritual energy.

"Even if one wants to serve the Celestial Court as a celestial soldier, it is by no means something that an ordinary rogue immortal can do. To be on the safe side, one would need a higher level of immortal cultivation to support it," Song Changming thought to himself.

Without much thought, he decisively put the fairy fruit into his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it along with the peel and the pit, not wasting a single bit.

The fruit was slightly sour and astringent, but not unpalatable.

After swallowing it, a precious and pure celestial energy immediately emanated from it.

Song Changming intensified his refining process, allowing immortal energy to enter the martial elixir, enhancing its quality and transforming it into surging immortal power, continuously strengthening his cultivation and enhancing the power of his immortal path.

Immortal power is the most powerful force under the Great Dao!

The strength of one's immortal power almost entirely determines the strength of an immortal!
Therefore, a high-level immortal is someone who can use their immortal power to overwhelm immortals whose cultivation level is lower than theirs.

The growth of immortal power requires a long period of accumulation, and even more so, the assistance of elixirs and divine medicines.

Even without elixirs or divine medicines, immortal fruits like those in Song Changming's possession can still provide considerable assistance.

If such a celestial fruit obtained from the outer heavens were placed on a distant continent in the lower realm, and known to those wandering immortals, it would inevitably attract covetousness and fierce competition.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, it's best to seize the opportunity and enjoy the fruits of our labor as soon as possible.

The ugly man leading the way glanced back at Song Changming, who was surrounded by an aura of immortality, swallowed hard, his heart pounding, caught in a dilemma.

This is undoubtedly a perfect opportunity to escape!

If he doesn't seize this opportunity, he might truly face certain death.

"I'll risk it all!" The ugly man gritted his teeth, pulled out something, and used a life-saving technique without warning.

The immortal's immense pressure made it hard for him to breathe, but in order to survive, he had to fight to the death at this moment.

But a pity.

No matter how fast he moved, it wasn't as fast as Song Changming opening his eyes.

The space solidified instantly, forcibly interrupting his almost successful escape technique.

His eyes shifted and met Song Changming's eyes, which were gleaming with divine light.

At this moment, his heart had turned cold.

“Kill Liu Hun,” Song Changming said calmly.

"Yes, Master!" Tang Kecha responded, but Bi Yougen moved even faster, piercing the opponent's life force with an arrow.

He casually absorbed the other's soul into the soul banner, then closed his eyes again to focus on digesting the fruit.

This digestion process took more than a month.

Once the immortal fruit was completely refined, Song Changming's original mid-stage immortal realm was already very close to the late-stage immortal realm.

"Is this path to immortality, where thousands of years of cultivation are less useful than a single immortal fruit?"

"Or is it just the case for those at the Immortal Realm?" Song Changming pondered to himself as he consolidated the surging Immortal Power and Realm within his body.

Keep in mind that he has only been in the Immortal Realm for a few months, and he hasn't even fully adapted to his new identity as an immortal yet, and he's already close to the late stage of the Immortal Realm.

So light and fleeting, without any time to settle, that he was even a little worried that this easily obtained immortal power was like a castle in the air, not solid enough.

But in reality, this was just a one-sided illusion caused by Song Changming's lack of knowledge and experience.

Cultivating immortality is always extremely difficult; it can never be easy or simple.

Other immortals could not possibly receive such care from a powerful figure in the celestial court on the very day they entered the immortal realm.

The immortal fruit given by Lü Huang was, after all, grown in the outer heavens, and was far from being a simple thing.

After this journey to the Outer Heavens, his future path in the immortal realm will depend on him alone; the Heavenly Venerable Abyss cannot continue to help him forever.

He withdrew the immortal power within his body and returned it to the martial pill.

Compared to a little over a month ago, his martial pill seemed to have grown two sizes larger, and the immortal power it contained had almost doubled!

The key point is that the strength of immortal power is not the same in the late stage and the middle stage of immortality.

With the same amount of immortal power, a mid-stage immortal is completely inferior to a late-stage immortal, which is why immortals say that a difference of one point in cultivation can lead to a difference of ten thousand miles in strength.

Without powerful immortal techniques or supernatural abilities, the contest of strength among immortals is that simple and brutal, mostly a clash of immortal power.

Only after mastering immortal techniques and supernatural powers, and possessing immortal treasures and artifacts, will the battles between immortals gradually become more diverse, and the simple and pure mode of immortal power confrontation will be eliminated.

On this basis, Song Changming's immortal power is different.

He integrated his own martial arts, forged a martial pill, and established his own path of immortal martial arts, which is incomparable to pure immortal power!
With the legacy of the Witch Clan by his side, his strength cannot be measured by ordinary immortals!

About two more months passed.

With a wave of the soul banner, a humanoid spirit floated out, resembling the ugly man.

At this moment, he was timid and had lost all courage in front of Song Changming.

"Reporting to the Great Immortal, ahead lies Wufeng Ridge."

"Where is the Immortal City?" Tang Kecha shouted, his eyes wide.

If the other party has toyed with them, even if only a soul remains, he has many ways to torture them to the extreme, making them wish they were dead.

“The immortal city is up there,” the man quickly said.

Tang Ke looked up and saw that the clouds and mist were gathering high in the sky, and he could not see anything with the naked eye.

Only Fran, through her senses, confirmed that somewhere far away, ten thousand meters above the clouds, there was indeed a floating city!

"There really is one!" Fran was jolted awake, but before he could even feel happy, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul, almost causing it to collapse.

With a scream, she quickly withdrew her senses, stumbled and fell to her knees, her body covered in cold sweat.

That one blow almost killed her.

“This floating city is strange; it cannot be detected by perception,” the ugly man said weakly at this moment.

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Fran took a breath and said angrily.

"I haven't even had a chance to say it yet," the ugly man said, sounding quite aggrieved.

"A floating city ten thousand meters high in the sky, its immortal might is vast and unfathomable, it must be the official immortal city." Song Changming thought to himself that he was lucky, he had found the official immortal city just like that.

He didn't challenge the rules of the immortal city with his own Witch God Soul; he simply looked with his naked eyes. His Eye of Space allowed his vision to penetrate the distant clouds and boldly lock onto the immortal city.

The immortal city, built of white walls, resembles a spaceship, hovering above the clouds, completely still.

This high ridge is quite steep, and it's not hard to imagine how strong the gravity is and how fierce the winds are at that altitude of ten thousand meters.

Without the strength of an immortal, one might not even have the chance to go up; rashly approaching would only result in being shattered to pieces.

"You all stay here, I'll go take a look myself." After saying that, Song Changming flew away.

Tang Kecha and the other two looked up at the sky, tens of thousands of meters high, and felt a sense of awe.

The fact that Song Changming didn't bring them along was a relief, but also a bit of a disappointment.

After all, that was a celestial city, a place where immortals resided, but unfortunately, it was not a place that the three mortals could set foot in.

"Let's stay here. With the Immortal City's protection, this place should be safer than other places," Tang Kecha said.

Fran, standing to the side, still wore a bitter expression and had no energy to say anything more.

Bi Yougen stared intently at the distant location of the immortal city, saying nothing.

"Great Immortal, there's a Tiger King lurking on Windless Ridge. Anyone who gets close to Windless Ridge will be devoured by it!" The ugly man popped half of his body out of the Soul Banner again and warned Song Changming.

He was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, Song Changming would take his anger out on him.

Song Changming glanced at him but said nothing, continuing to approach Wufeng Ridge.

Just as he was about to reach the area directly below the Immortal City, a white tiger suddenly leaped out and landed heavily in front of Song Changming.

The white tiger was over ten meters long, with golden eyes and an imposing presence; it was clearly no ordinary ferocious tiger.

This is undoubtedly a celestial beast!
However, it did not devour Song Changming at the slightest provocation, as the ugly man had claimed.

The deep, rumbling breaths of the tiger were like thunder, causing the ground to tremble and sand and gravel to fall from the high ridge.

Song Changming met his gaze quietly, but remained calm.

After all, he had been to the Outer Heavens, met the Celestial Venerables of the Celestial Court, and seen the various immortal disciples under those Venerables.

Compared to them, this white tiger is just a big cat.

"This immortal is quite unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?" the White Tiger suddenly spoke in human language and asked.

Although its tone wasn't exactly friendly, it had already tried its best to restrain its ferocity, at least not in the manner of trying to devour Song Changming.

“Not bad.” Song Changming nodded directly, wanting to hear what the white tiger in front of him had to say next.

"This immortal city was built by the Celestial Court. Ordinary mortals are not allowed to go up there. If immortals wish to go, they must pay a low-grade Immortal Nourishing Pill before they can enter the city," the White Tiger said.

"Immortal Elixir?" Song Changming frowned; this was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing.

But he didn't have any elixirs on hand.

"May I ask what this Immortal Nourishing Pill is?" Seeing that the white tiger was easy to talk to, Song Changming simply asked directly.

The white tiger looked Song Changming up and down with a hint of surprise.

"You flatter me, immortal. With your cultivation and attainments, how could you not know about the Immortal Nourishing Pill?" The White Tiger said somewhat disbelievingly.

After all, Song Changming's cultivation was close to the late stage of the Immortal Realm, and he didn't look like a newly promoted Immortal who had just completed his tribulation.

"I really don't know." Song Changming has always been one to ask questions when he doesn't understand, and he's never been embarrassed about it.

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(End of this chapter)