Accompanied by Ye Anquan, Ma Xiaotian, Bi Yaokong, and the others, I arrived at the market aboard the jade boat. Gu Fei, the commander in chief here, personally introduced us to the market's situation.
The Sleeping Immortal Pavilion had been remodeled into the Cloud Immortal Pavilion. It had not officially opened, of course, but it had already begun trial operations. The goods sold there were all exceedingly rare and high-end, so it was basically the sort of business that stayed closed for three years and then made enough in one opening to eat for three years. Naturally, various rare tribulation lightning crystal runes were also selling well, such as condensed bullets and binding formations. This pleased me greatly.
Because of the unspoken rules among the various inner sect academies and realms, they could not compete with one another's Heavenly Gate Sect industries. Naturally, they could not do the same work as the others, either. The high-end rooms specifically designed for seclusion and cultivation, which I had helped design, also could not be put into operation while I was away. I guessed everyone still did not understand why an ordinary meditation room cost so much.
It was only after I set up the prepared rune formations and embedded several tribulation lightning crystals as their energy source that everyone suddenly understood. The tiny room instantly became filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, as though they had entered a woodland in the wilderness—or some other terrain matching the room's name. After all, most immortals came from different places, and even their attributes differed. Once they chose a terrain and environment suited to their own attributes, breaking through their realms would naturally be like adding flowers to brocade.
Advancing to a higher realm was an extremely dangerous and tremendously draining process. Even the slightest