A Will of Heaven Cannot Be Measured

Southern Xiantian Kingdom, Wangyan City.

A small courtyard in the western part of the city, with willows lush and green around a lotus pond pavilion.

Chang Qingyu had abandoned her four companions, offered Cheap Master a few words of consolation, and hurried toward the central compound.

Not long afterward, she came back, fearing Cheap Master might get lost, and simply brought him along.

King Yan's power dominated both court and country. His control over the Secular world and the Cultivation World had reached unprecedented heights in Zhaoqin. The Imperial Observatory had gathered experts from across the land, and to shake his position in Zhaoqin, a secret intelligence network was indispensable.

The small courtyard in the city's west was one of Southern Xiantian Kingdom's secret strongholds. A terrestrial immortal guarded it, corresponding to the Imperial Observatory's Five Dou Talisman. Its strength and methods were both formidable.

Zhaoqin's national condition was that it had many terrestrial immortals.

As a Human Great Nation, it possessed enough resources for its geniuses to realize their talents. At a ratio of one in a thousand—or even one in ten thousand—producing someone at the Tribulation Stage was not difficult.

To go higher, talent alone had to be more than merely outstanding among ten thousand.

Even resources could not pile someone up to that level.

Under such circumstances, large numbers of Tribulation Stage cultivators voluntarily changed professions to terrestrial immortals, avoiding the shadow of the Heavenly Tribulation and living carefree lives.

It looked dashing, but those in the know understood that it was pure nonsense.

The success rate of changing professions to terrestrial immortals was not high. Apart from the Jiang Family Imperial Family and the Imperial Observatory, few Tribulation Stage cultivators would be foolish enough to try it. And the reason they did so could be explained