CHAPTER 150: 149、HUANGLI CITY (1/4)

On the flying ship.

Yang Lele looked at the Great Demon getting further behind the flying ship, her face full of intense excitement.

"We actually raced with a Great Demon and outright left it behind. When I tell Zhao Qing back home, she surely won’t believe it."

To be honest, if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have dared to imagine that a Great Demon of the Wing Race, a natural overlord of the sky, could lose in flight to this flying ship.

A pair of wings that can soar high turned out to be quite useless.

Traveling along the way, Wen Ping saw the two of them still amazed at every mountain and delighted with every water view. He could only chuckle and then said, "I’ll go inside to rest for a while."

Yang Lele responded without turning his head, "Sect Leader, rest assured and go rest. I’ll keep an eye on this flying ship for you."

Wen Ping ignored this guy’s perfunctory words, turned around and entered the cabin, activating the invisibility shield at the same time.

By noon, the flying ship was only a few miles away from Huangli City. Looking down from the sky, the vastness of Huangli City was beyond imagination.

At the same height, Cangwu City appeared as small as a palm.

But looking at Huangli City, it was like looking at a large round table.

Even more astonishing was that the sky was filled with Wing Race fierce beasts, all of which were Great Demons. Even a single Wing Race Great Demon was hard to find, yet Huangli City had a continuous flow of them coming and going.

Near Huangli City, to avoid some unnecessary trouble, Wen Ping landed a kilometer away from the city in the forest, then stored the flying ship into the system space and walked towards Huangli City with Yun Liao and another person.

After entering the main road from the forest, Wen Ping couldn’t help but marvel at the bustling nature of Huangli City. Among those entering the city, caravans and pedestrians streamed continuously. In Cangwu City, only the most lively streets had such a scene. Besides, with just a glance among these people, one could easily spot a cultivator above the Body Refining Tenth Layer.

Even more so for those in the Body Refining Thirteenth Layer. As they entered the city with the flow of vehicles, there were no less than seven cultivators on the city tower at the Body Refining Thirteenth Layer Realm, the same number as at the peak of the Immortal Sect.

Wen Ping estimated that the guards on this section of the city wall were comparable to a Two-star Influence.

After entering the city with the crowd, Yang Lele looked around and couldn’t help but sigh as it was his first time in Huangli City, "So this is Huangli City."

Yun Liao also clicked his tongue in wonder, "I had thought about the prosperity of Huangli City, but I didn’t expect it to be so prosperous; this trip was worth it."

Both thought to themselves: This journey turned out to be the right decision.

Without having been to Huangli City, who could imagine its true appearance?

Seeing this scene of prosperity, Wen Ping silently said to himself: Ten days are absolutely not enough!

The task of making the Immortal Sect known to everyone must be completed, and now he also wanted to explore Huangli City more—no matter how he calculated it, time was too tight.

They hadn’t walked far down the street when a shout came from an inn named Biyue Tower by the roadside, "Only three empty rooms left, those who want to check in, hurry up."

"I want!"

"I want!"

Then a crowd surged forward, cramming at the inn’s entrance.

However, the young man at the entrance blocked them and shouted angrily, "Why the rush? The three empty rooms are all premium rooms; you all are not qualified to stay."

Hearing this, Wen Ping curiously looked over and at the same time sensed the cultivation realms of all the people outside the inn.

More than five were at the Body Refining Thirteenth Layer.

Wen Ping couldn’t help but stop and sigh, "Huangli City is truly amazing, a single inn, and cultivators at the Thirteenth Layer Realm aren’t even qualified to stay."

Just then, someone beside him spoke, "New here?"

Wen Ping turned to look at the yellow-clothed youth speaking to him and nodded.

The yellow-clothed youth smiled, "No wonder. Actually, Huangli City is not usually like this; it’s because the Ten Great Showdown evaluation is about to start, and the entire East Lake Influence has gathered here. So these inns naturally first accommodate Two-star Influences and then One-star Influences. Loose cultivators like them find it hard to find a place to stay even if they reach the Thirteenth Layer."

"Thank you, friend, for enlightening me," Wen Ping nodded in understanding.

Yun Liao beside him asked, "Sect Leader, with such strict accommodation conditions, where will we stay tonight?"

"Well... we’ll see." Wen Ping shook his head helplessly, but he didn’t believe that having money would mean having nowhere to stay.

As they walked along the street, just as they passed by Biyue Tower, they were stopped by the young man at the entrance who had shouted earlier.

Yun Liao immediately stood in front of Wen Ping, warily challenging the blocking innkeeper with a cold voice, "Is there something you need?"

The innkeeper, a greasy-looking man in his thirties, smiled greasyly at the three of them, "Sirs, don’t walk any further. Almost all the inns in Huangli City are full now. Why not stay at our Biyue Tower? We just had three guests check out."

Wen Ping responded, "Wasn’t it said that staying at Biyue Tower isn’t possible?"

The innkeeper quickly explained, "What did you mean, sir? The three of you are wearing sect uniforms, so it seems you belong to a sect or a family influence, which is different from those loose cultivators."

Wen Ping looked down at his Immortal Clear Wind Robe and smiled, "This treatment isn’t bad."

With that, they followed the innkeeper inside.

As they passed the entrance, a group of Body Refining Cultivators blocked the way. Yet the innkeeper, without any cultivation, yelled at the Thirteenth Layer Realm and fiercely cleared a path.

Those at the Thirteenth Layer, not even one dared to glare back.

Wen Ping couldn’t help but give a mental thumbs-up; Huangli City was impressive—in just one visit, it gave him a combination of suppression and pretense.

Once inside Biyue Tower, the innkeeper continued questioning, "May I ask which sect the three sirs are from?"

Wen Ping immediately replied coldly, "Ask what you should, and don’t ask what you shouldn’t!"

Having been outdone by someone showing off, Wen Ping decided to show off as well, to display the elegance of the Immortal Sect.

The innkeeper gave an awkward smile, quickly explaining, "Sir, please don’t misunderstand. Registration with a sect is required for accommodation, it’s a city-wide rule, not my personal curiosity."

Wen Ping nodded, answering, "Immortal Sect."

After hearing this, the innkeeper asked again, "Do you want all three premium rooms, sir?"

Wen Ping answered, "I’ll take them all."

Hearing this, the innkeeper quickly shouted to the accountant, "Immortal Sect, rooms number 11, 12, 13."

After shouting, the accountant wrote down a few things, then flipped the signs for the rooms 11, 12, 13 to the other side, indicating they were occupied.

The innkeeper then said, "Sir, the premium room costs 5 gold per day. Three rooms come to 15 gold altogether. How many days would you like to stay?"

"Ten days, I suppose," Wen Ping said, pulling out two hundred-gold tickets from the storage ring.

Yang Lele, standing by, although indifferent to the 200 gold, couldn’t help but sigh, "Staying at an inn in Huangli City is really expensive!"

If it were in Cangwu City, the best inn and room would only cost 5 gold coins a month, but here, 5 gold coins only gets you one night.

All one can say is that Huangli City is worthy of being the center of East Lake!

The innkeeper, being quite experienced, gave Yang Lele a once-over and squeezed out a helpless smile, "Sir, don’t joke. With your sect uniform costing over a hundred gold, staying in a premium room is a blessing for Biyue Tower."

"I like hearing that! It’s not a hardship, manageable, but compared to where I stay in the sect, there’s still a gap."

Yang Lele giggled.

The innkeeper nodded with a smile, "Sir, since you’re here for the Ten Great Showdown evaluation, you’ll just have to endure a bit."

Seeing the innkeeper genuinely believing the act, Wen Ping glanced at Yang Lele, thinking to himself: This kid has actually learned to show off.

Upon hearing Yang Lele’s words and the innkeeper talking about hundred-gold garments, people around turned to look at Wen Ping and the others.

Although a hundred gold might not be much, a sect uniform being so lavish was rare.

It’s likely only a Two-star Giant Level Influence could be so ostentatious.

The innkeeper then gestured for them to proceed, "If the sirs will kindly come with me."

Following him, they asked, "The sirs’ clothes are unfamiliar; what star-level influence is the Immortal Sect?"

Wen Ping replied, "Starless."

With that, the innkeeper stopped abruptly.

Looking at Wen Ping, his face changed instantly.

Starless?

How could they not have said they were from a Starless Sect earlier!

Those who were guessing which great influence Wen Ping and the others came from were now looking at them in astonishment.

Who could have thought that Wen Ping and the others, wearing clothes worth hundreds of gold, were from a Starless Sect?

Those dining near Wen Ping’s table began to laugh and clap sarcastically, "Three from a Starless Sect coming to Huangli City pretending to be bigshots, impressive, impressive!"