Heavenly Mechanism

Small places had the limitations of small places; great cities had the crowding of great cities.

This trip to Heavenly Mechanism City

had been a grueling journey by boat and carriage.

He had taken a large spirit ship that used domain-wall jumps twice alone.

Lu Jing still remembered the terrible state he had been in when he first experienced it. A domain-wall jump was like being forcibly snatched out of one place, kneaded and crushed into a flat cake, then hurled out with vicious force.

He could not begin to count how many jolts and dizzying spins he had endured in between.

Only the spirit ship's protection had shielded him from the "fierce winds" assailing them from all sides. Otherwise, he feared he would have turned into dust within the domain walls.

With his late Golden Core cultivation, he simply could not cross by relying on his flesh and protective aura alone. To make such a crossing, one needed to be at the Nascent Soul realm.

April.

Grass grew, orioles flew.

Lu Jing tugged at the thin dharma robe on his body.

Though the robe looked loose, it actually hung over his close-fitting outfit like a wind cloak.

He was not dressed heavily, merely wearing three layers of light clothing.

Once cultivators established their foundation, they no longer feared the ordinary cycle of cold and heat.

Thus, no matter how the weather changed, as long as it remained ordinary, it could not hinder cultivators.

Yet because cultivators stood closer to the Dao, they were also the ones most able to deeply comprehend heaven and earth. If any change occurred, they would be the first to sense it.

To fear nothing did not mean becoming numb. Rather, it was a kind of calm acceptance within cultivation.

Calmly accepting heaven, earth, and