CHAPTER 300: CHAPTER 202: MASTER, WE CAME TO FIND YOU_2

After checking, the guards respectfully returned the token and began placing spirit stones, preparing to activate the array.

"Follow me inside." Murong Fenghua glanced sideways at Wen Zhixing, then stepped inside.

"Fairy Murong, where are we going?" Wen Zhixing caught up and asked, puzzled.

He couldn’t be about to leave the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land so soon after arriving, could he?

"To the inner sect," Murong Fenghua said indifferently.

"Inner sect?"

Wen Zhixing was slightly startled.

Was the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land really that complex? To enter the inner sect, they had to use a Teleportation Array. Then... just how vast was the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land?

「The next moment.」

A brilliant light burst out from beneath their feet.

The Teleportation Array activated.

A teleportation passage formed, enveloping them, followed by a dizzying sense of weightlessness.

They were undergoing spatial teleportation once more.

Different from before, this Teleportation Array actually allowed them to see the scenery outside it.

"This is..."

Wen Zhixing gazed at the scenery ahead, dazed. He was now in the void.

Below, a series of cities appeared.

Yes, that’s right—cities.

Each city was built against a mountainside. These were all large cities, each capable of accommodating at least tens of thousands of people. Cultivators on flying swords soared through the air above.

And beyond those cities, nestled in the mountain ranges, palace after palace stood shrouded in fairy fog, resembling Immortal Mountains.

"Is this the inner sect of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land?"

Wen Zhixing was dumbfounded.

This could be considered a whole nation, couldn’t it? He realized he had once again underestimated the scale of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land. What he had seen before was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Yes, this is the inner sect of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land. Each Immortal Mountain represents one lineage within the inner sect," Murong Fenghua nodded.

A curious glimmer flashed in her eyes; it seemed the inner sect had changed somewhat from before.

But that was to be expected. After all, so much time had passed; it was normal for changes to occur.

"A frog at the bottom of a well... now I understand what that really means..."

At this moment, Wen Zhixing truly understood the idiom’s meaning.

This ’frog at the bottom of a well’ was him. How powerful must the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land be?

"Those cities house the outer sect disciples, while most of the inner sect disciples reside on those Immortal Mountains," Murong Fenghua slowly began to explain. "Of course, inner sect disciples can also purchase land within the cities to build their own mansions."

"Thank you, Fairy, for dispelling my doubts," Wen Zhixing nodded. Then something else came to mind, and he hastily asked, "Fairy, can I join the inner sect?"

"Of course you can," Murong Fenghua looked at Wen Zhixing and nodded slightly, then added, "But it’s difficult. Setting aside the need to pass through various assessments, first, you need to find a Master willing to take you in. The inner sect elders of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land have sharp eyes; they don’t accept just any genius. Even I can’t get you directly into the inner sect."

"This..."

Wen Zhixing frowned slightly. This was indeed problematic. It wasn’t a lack of confidence in himself, but rather an acute awareness of his own situation. To join this inner sect, there would undoubtedly be thorough investigations, and his Longevity Body was far too unique. If its true nature were to be discovered, it could cause considerable trouble.

Wen Zhixing wasn’t afraid of his Pure Yang Body being exposed. After all, in a place like this, the Pure Yang Body might be nothing special. But the Longevity Body was different. It was better to keep a low profile.

"Master, where are you?"

Just then, an anxious call suddenly echoed in Wen Zhixing’s mind.

Wen Zhixing was startled, then overjoyed. It was Si Nanyan’s voice. He hadn’t expected that they could still connect despite being so far apart.

Actually, Wen Zhixing had tried to sense Si Nanyan, Feng Ruoli, and the others before. But due to the vast distance, he couldn’t sense anything at all.

Now, however, there seemed to be a turn of events.

In his Sea of Sense, the Nine Heavens Thunder Tree began to sway.

Wen Zhixing’s divine soul slowly opened its eyes.

Si Nanyan’s voice emanated from that Nine Heavens Thunder Tree.

"Si Nanyan," Wen Zhixing quickly responded.

Si Nanyan’s consciousness had been awakened by him using a Nine Heavens Thunder Leaf as a conduit, which was how this special connection between them was formed.

"Master!"

On the other side, Si Nanyan’s eyes lit up when she received Wen Zhixing’s response.

"Is there news of Master?"

Standing beside her were Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue. They too looked excited.

Before this, the three of them had suddenly realized Wen Zhixing was gone. Even the connection between them and him had been completely severed. In other words, all three were now free from Wen Zhixing’s constraints.

However, they had submitted to Wen Zhixing from the bottom of their hearts. With Wen Zhixing gone, they didn’t think of defecting; instead, they focused on how to find their Master.

Between Si Nanyan’s eyebrows, a thunder leaf manifested, glowing.

Simultaneously, a phantom image of Wen Zhixing appeared before them.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master, are you alright?"

The three of them immediately grew excited.

"Don’t worry, I’m fine." Wen Zhixing quickly waved his hand to reassure them.

Seeing their anxious expressions, he felt somewhat awkward. He had never imagined that one day Si Nanyan, Feng Ruoli, and Yun Xinyue would be so anxious and concerned about him.

"Master, where are you now?" Si Nanyan was the first to ask.

Wen Zhixing thought for a moment and, not hiding anything, said, "I am in Zhongzhou, at the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land."

"Zhongzhou, Hundred Tribulations Holy Land?"

The three exchanged bewildered glances. What place was that? They had never even heard of it.

"Master, where is Zhongzhou? How should I go find you..." Si Nanyan grew anxious, her voice even carrying a hint of a sob.

She had only recently been reborn. Wen Zhixing was her pillar of support. Without Wen Zhixing, she had no sense of security at all.

Hearing this, Wen Zhixing was also helpless. He himself had no idea; he’d been brought here directly by Murong Fenghua and had never even heard of this place before.

"You can go ask my Master Liu Qingxuan for help; he might know how to get there," Wen Zhixing suggested after some thought.

Perhaps only Liu Qingxuan knew how to travel to Zhongzhou. Now that Si Nanyan and the others had submitted to him, Liu Qingxuan probably wouldn’t make things difficult for them anymore.

"Liu Qingxuan? Alright, I understand." Si Nanyan nodded repeatedly, but her complexion suddenly turned deathly pale.

This long-distance communication had consumed a large amount of her Divine Soul Force.

"Rest well. Don’t contact me unless it’s urgent. Remember, go to my Master," Wen Zhixing cautioned upon noticing her condition, then proactively severed the connection.

"Master..." Si Nanyan’s figure swayed, and she nearly fell, but she gritted her teeth, determined to go to the Righteous Sun Sect. "Let’s go."

"But that Liu Qingxuan... will he really help us?" Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue quickly supported Si Nanyan, a look of apprehension on their faces.

Their memories were still intact. The Wondrous Palace and the Righteous Sun Sect had been enemies for so long; they naturally worried Liu Qingxuan might not help them. That possibility still existed.

"We can’t worry about that now." Si Nanyan gritted her teeth. "I trust Master."

Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue exchanged glances, then nodded.

Then they would go. It was the only option left now.

「Meanwhile.」

Within the teleportation passage, Murong Fenghua once again took out her token. The passage instantly trembled.

An opening appeared.

"We’ve arrived." Murong Fenghua pulled Wen Zhixing along, and they descended towards the area below.

Below lay a city and a typically large mountain range.

"Eh..." When Wen Zhixing came to his senses and looked down, he noticed that this city seemed rather dilapidated.

Especially from this angle, it was clear that many buildings within the city had collapsed.

There were people living there, indeed, but it was clearly not as prosperous as the other cities.

Murong Fenghua also noticed this, and her expression turned grim.

They landed quickly, appearing outside the city gates.

Sure enough, there wasn’t even anyone guarding the gate. The city gate itself, for some unknown reason, had become somewhat decayed and dilapidated.

Seeing this scene, Murong Fenghua’s expression instantly darkened, a flicker of panic in her eyes. "Wen Zhixing, go take a look around. I’ll come find you later."