I am a living immortal.

This was another reason why the Mirage Dragon was so easily exposed. The two cunning men discussed this tactic and came up with a plan to lure the snake out of its hole, which would not only draw out the Golden Crow behind the scenes but also send a signal to all their teammates.

Come to me, we're making a big move.

A strategy that kills three birds with one stone.

Therefore, Shen Qiu had already made preparations in the Northern Wasteland Province. As for Yun Yue and Lin Yuan, they knew they couldn't help much, so they simply left it alone and wandered around this cave world on their own, treating it as a tour.

After all, the world is vast, and all sorts of interesting or frustrating things happen in all sorts of places all the time. Not everyone is always around big events, and many towns may only hear about the Immortal Sect, but in fact, it has little to do with them.

Life goes on as usual, and even if the sky falls, there are those big guys to hold it up.

Day after day, year after year, these are the trivial stories that unfold in a small town. Everyone is the protagonist in their own life. In their own comfort zone, they are actually not connected to the big events in the outside world that concern the lives of all people.

Lin Yuan and Yun Yue were like this. They knew clearly that they couldn't participate, and might even be a drag, so from the beginning they had no intention of participating. Experiencing the different scenery of this world was what they needed to do.

They do not participate in major events that concern the fate of the world.

Traveling alone is not a bad thing.

.........

Su Mu eventually followed the Haori Immortal Sect to the Northern Wasteland Province. Although not as prosperous as the Southern Qing Province, it was not poor either.

Furthermore, cultivators from the other three states continued to flock here, allowing those who had lived here for generations to witness those lofty cultivators soaring overhead every day: the magnificent ships, the cultivators wielding swords, and those riding rare and exotic beasts.

Especially White Horse Mountain. They hollowed out a mountain, raised it, transformed it into a fortress, and moved it here. When this floating mountain passed by, it blocked out the sky and sun, shocking not only the uninitiated common people but even the cultivators who had never seen it before. It was far more impressive than the Great Xi Imperial Family's Divine Light Treasure Ship.

Although the fleet of more than a dozen treasure ships of the Daxi royal family was also shocking.

Other sects couldn't replicate this, however. After all, the daily consumption of spirit stones to power this floating mountain was astronomical. However, White Horse Mountain was renowned for its wealth. The prosperity of the Western Border Province was a different kind of prosperity. While the Southern Qing Province was a paradise for ordinary people, the Western Border Province was a paradise for cultivators. After all, spirit stones were abundant here, and more than half of the major spirit veins were located in the Western Border Province.

But, having this floating mountain has made things a lot more convenient.

This place has also become a gathering place for several top sects.

Su Mu also climbed onto this floating mountain, feeling quite curious. He'd often seen this kind of operation in novels from his previous life, but he hadn't seen it in all his years in the Outer Realm. It wasn't impossible, after all, a massive vessel like the Alliance Sky Ship, powered by a single spiritual vein, could be built in three pieces.

The main reason is that it's not cost-effective. It's more convenient to create a new mountain than to transform it.

Walking on the corridor outside the floating mountain, looking at the countless creatures below.

Unfortunately, they weren't here for fun. Floating Mountain was high enough and docked near Shangjing Sect, surrounded by a defensive formation. From Floating Mountain, one could see Shangjing Sect, half reduced to scorched earth, even though there was still some semblance of the Immortal Sect's Spiritual Palace.

He had already sensed the breath of the mirage dragon.

The people following him were amazed: "That's Shang Jingzong, how did he become like this?"

"Did you see that golden formation? It's a sealing formation. I heard it's used to suppress a great demon."

"Is he really that strong?" Li Shu had never met one. The strongest being he had ever encountered was the headmaster of the Haori Immortal Sect. If his own master, Xing Lin, was hopelessly strong, he couldn't tell the difference between him and the headmaster. He didn't feel any pressure, yet he was very far away.

"Strong, I don't know."

Li Shu had become famous due to his previous competition on the martial arts stage. Besides the elders, some disciples also came with him this time. They did not participate in the battle, but came to gain experience.

Except for Li Shu. Of course, he didn't advertise it everywhere.

As for his popularity, he had a lively and humorous personality, spoke with a sense of eloquence and authority, and had a sense of gangsterism. Some admired this kind of personality, while others sneered at it, but Li Shu didn't care at all.

Make friends with those you like, and treat those you don’t like as air.

As Li Shu chatted, he looked up and saw Su Mu standing on the corridor, gazing into the distance. For some reason, he felt that she seemed to have something to say. He didn't remember her being among them, but judging by her attire, she seemed to be a disciple of the Haori Immortal Sect.

So he declined the invitation of his companions and walked away.

“What are you looking at?”

"Look at all this multitude of people." Su Mu looked at the ant-sized people running around. From above, it didn't seem chaotic, but rather orderly. The road framed them within a certain range, allowing them to move forward, backward, left, and right without straying from it.

And the few people who stray from the group will return to the main road after a brief period of disorientation.

This road can be said to be their entire life, from taking their first steps to being down to earth.

It seems that people go wherever the road is built, and it has become a habit. There is nothing wrong with this, but for Su Mu, this does not seem to be what she wants.

Li Shu, of course, had no idea what Su Mu was thinking. He simply stood on tiptoe and peeked outside, but he saw no living creatures. He saw the wind, the clouds, the mountains, the earth, the rivers, and the lakes.

Seeing a mountain is a mountain; seeing a mountain is not a mountain.

"You are not very old, but you look a bit old. How did you see the common people? Point it out to me." Li Shu complained.

Su Mu shook her hand and pointed.

Li Shu looked over and curled his lips: "I can't tell."

"That's right." Su Mu smiled.

Laughing for no apparent reason.

So Su Mu changed the subject: "Why are you here? I heard that you are going to the battlefield. That is a great demon, an existence that even the masters may not be able to deal with. Why do you want to go? Wouldn't it be more than worth it if you lose your life? I heard that many elders dare not come."

"You think too much. Just do it whenever you want. Why bother asking so many questions? Besides, I'm lucky enough not to die."

"Well, I'm not going to chat with you anymore. It's boring." Li Shu just wanted to strike up a conversation on a whim. He felt that this person thought too much, was too complicated, and his words were vague and cryptic. It was extremely boring.

Watching Li Shu run away, Su Mu shook her head. What a pity.

Life, memory and even personality are all false, but such a person lives freely and comfortably.