CHAPTER 520: CHAPTER 521 CLOUD IMMORTAL COUNTRY, EMPEROR OF PIAOMIAO!

They proceeded up the Cloud Ladder, entering the mist.

Within the mist, pavilions stood tall.

Figures were everywhere, and there was constant laughter and merriment.

It seemed like they had arrived at the Women’s Kingdom, where it was all women inside!

Each of them was youthful and beautiful, in the prime of their life.

"Are they all True Men?" Yang Yan couldn’t quite believe it.

When he viewed it from outside the mist with his True Profound Immortal Pupil, the figures didn’t seem real, not entirely genuine.

But once he entered the mist, these people looked just like real humans.

His True Profound Immortal Pupil gleamed as he observed the scenes within the mist, filled with astonishment.

Neither the pavilions nor the figures showed a trace of falseness.

Everything was real!

"Is this a Mirage?"

Mirages often appeared after rain, reflecting scenes from elsewhere in the sky.

Most were images of ancient cities or marketplaces.

In the desert, they often depicted oases or lakes.

Even if there was danger, one would only get lost in it.

Or perhaps there’s a powerful figure or an Exotic Beast hidden inside, attacking those who ventured in.

Unlike this place, where the figures were as real as can be.

"Could this not be a Mirage?" Yang Yan wondered.

He recalled the earlier conversation and used Secret Transmission to speak with Yuan Yin.

"Those who enter the mist, why are they in a prison cell?

You don’t know that this is the West Soil’s Mirage, but you should know where you are, right?" Yang Yan changed his angle of inquiry.

This time, Yuan Yin understood.

"The reason people who enter the mist end up in a prison cell,

is that there are many Fog Mirages within the mist!

They usually only exhale and inhale mist.

But as soon as outsiders enter the mist, they get absorbed and sent into a prison cell," she explained.

"And the place we are in is naturally our kingdom.

It is called the Cloud Immortal Country!

Young Master Yang, didn’t you know when you entered?"

Fog Mirage!

It’s rumored to be a demon beast, able to inhale and exhale mist, hidden in the fog, immense and mystical.

"The mist inhaled and exhaled by Fog Mirage, not a Mirage?" Yang Yan thought.

Cloud Immortal Country!

Is this a real kingdom?

But why did this kingdom suddenly appear?

Aside from the Pure Land Buddhist Sect and the Major Sects, and Dynasties, it seemed there were no kingdoms in West Soil!

"I don’t know, I was above the West Soil.

Last night while resting, you all were not here yet.

This morning, you suddenly appeared.

Since you were blocking my path and occupying a vast area,

I entered it, trying to get through!" Yang Yan replied.

He didn’t hide anything from Yuan Yin!

Yuan Yin was taken aback.

"Suddenly appeared? West Soil?

Could it be true what they’ve been saying?" She was astonished, as if she had suddenly thought of something.

"What is true?"

After a moment, Yuan Yin responded to Yang Yan.

"I heard from other sisters that our Cloud Immortal Country is said to be legendary.

Outsiders call it the Cloud Immortal Realm!

The outside world is not like ours!

There are not just men and women out there but also various gangs, sects, demon beasts, and Exotic Beasts.

The cultivators are unusually interesting and fascinating.

Some of them secretly went out and described it vividly.

The sisters who guarded the prison and the slaves also mentioned it.

The people inside the prison say the outside world is different from here, but the sisters said not to believe them.

Some sisters were deceived by them into going out and never returned.

The outside world is very dangerous for us.

The Empress also issued an order, forbidding us from leaving the mist.

Because once we leave, we might never come back." Yuan Yin paused.

"Besides the danger, some sisters said that our Cloud Immortal Country drifts unpredictably.

It won’t remain in one position, undergoing multiple changes.

It could be in the east at one moment, and in the west the next.

I didn’t believe these stories initially, but listening to Young Master Yang today,

it seems there’s a basis for them all, that it’s true!"

Yang Yan listened.

"Why would it not stay in one position?"

Yuan Yin remained silent for a moment.

"I shouldn’t be telling you this, but...

Ah!

Karmic ties!

I shouldn’t have agreed to come down and play with my sister this time."

She continued.

"It’s because the ruler of the Cloud Immortal Country, who we refer to as Sister Feng, is also the Empress!

She is fully known as the Emperor of Piaomiao!

According to the sisters, she was born from the mist and was the Abnormal Phenomenon of Heaven and Earth incarnate.

With vast Divine Skills, her temper and personality are unpredictable, destined to drift since birth!

If she falls into a deep sleep, she herself would enter the Void, drifting between Heaven and Earth.

Since the entire Cloud Immortal Country was refined by her, making it her domain, it will drift along with her through Heaven and Earth.

Young Master Yang, for this prison venture,

you must find your servants and take them away.

Otherwise, if the Empress wakes, you won’t be able to escape.

If the Empress hasn’t awakened, this Cloud Immortal Country will not stay here long and might vanish at any time.

Without leaving the mist by then, you’ll leave with us, and by the time we stop, who knows where we’ll be."

Emperor of Piaomiao?

"What is your Empress’s cultivation level like?" Yang Yan asked.

"I don’t know, she must be close to becoming an Emperor.

Recently, while serving her, I increasingly sensed the horror of her cultivation!" Yuan Yin replied.

"I can’t talk any more about the Empress; I’m afraid she’ll be aware of it and wake from her dreams.

Then, even if you rescue the servants, escaping would be a challenge."

"Alright, I understand," Yang Yan acknowledged.

This was indeed a strange place!

They gradually climbed higher, reaching the clouds.

By now, they were probably ten thousand meters away from the ground.

Standing there, they couldn’t discern the scene below.

Yet they didn’t halt but continued progressing.

Besides women on the path, there were also towering trees growing within the mist.

Even high mountains appeared continually before them.

Some men were seen in these mountains; some were using Profound Qi to chop down trees.

Others were wielding Profound Qi to cut mountain stones.

Then, the felled trees and mountain stones were carried by them, heading deeper into the mist.

"Young Master Yang, they are the slaves!

Of course!

This is just a corner!

Further in, there are slaves tending horses, cattle, hunting demon beasts, and feeding insects," Yuan Yin informed.

"Why does your Empress dislike men?"

Yuan Yin’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"This matter I do not know; no one has spread such talks, and no one dares to ask."

As they spoke, they arrived at a massive structure formed of condensed mist.

Yuan Yin and Yuan Le followed behind the woman they referred to as Sister Feng into it.

Upon entering, a woman in armor approached and led them to the second floor.

In each prison cell there, one person was detained.

The first one was a monk!

This monk was someone Yang Yan also recognized; he was the pilgrim who kowtowed every three steps, kneeling every five, on their way to the Pure Land Buddhist Sect!

He had been captured by the Fog Mirage!

The monk sat cross-legged inside, his expression calm.

Upon seeing them, he immediately pressed his hands together.

"Amitabha, dear female benefactors,

I am but a wandering monk, merely passing through.

You have captured me. I do not know the reason.

If there’s anything I can help with, I will surely assist."

The woman whom Yuan Yin and Yuan Le referred to as Sister Feng coldly glanced at him.

"Monk, not only are you stubborn, you also talk too much. Send him to feed the insects!"

"Yes!"

The monk hurriedly said,

"Female benefactor, wait..."

Before he could finish, the woman they called Sister Feng had already moved on to the next prison cell.

"Female benefactor, female Bodhisattva..." the monk became anxious, but no matter how he shouted, no one paid him any mind.

It seemed the Buddha could not protect him now!

"Just take me to meet that King Realm cultivator directly!" the woman referred to as Sister Feng said indifferently.

"Got it."