"Brother Lin, look. Up ahead is Fire Cloud Peak."
The level bluestone steps wound back and forth. Two men dressed as cultivators were walking slowly along them. One had ordinary features—it was Lin Xuan—while the burly man beside him was named Murong Bo.
By now, several hours had passed since the two of them had left the market.
Lin Xuan had made his request to the other man. Lying was what he was best at; he could casually weave a story and make it watertight. He said he was a Rogue Cultivator who admired the Blazing Sun Sect and wished to join it, only to have been delayed by some matter and miss the disciple recruitment assembly.
This explanation was almost no different from that cultivator surnamed Ma's. Murong Bo was left speechless as he listened, but Lin Xuan was exceedingly generous, saying that as long as the other man was willing to introduce him, whether he succeeded or not, he would pay him two thousand crystal stones.
With such good terms, there was no way the other man would not be tempted.
And so the two hit it off at once, and with him leading the way, they headed toward Fire Cloud Peak.
The Blazing Sun Mountain Range stretched for a hundred li, and this Fire Cloud Peak was only one of its peaks.
According to Murong Bo, aside from their own cultivation assignments, every cultivator here also had to study alchemy.
The cultivation world of Cloud Sea was far more flourishing than You Province. Aside from countless experts, most of the nine great powers had also dabbled in the miscellaneous arts among the hundred arts of cultivation.
Lin Xuan could not help sighing at how rich and imposing these sects were. Still, there was nothing strange about it.