Yan Ruyu

Yunhua Immortal City.

A young man in brocade robes, a sword hanging from his waist, with an utterly ordinary face and appearing to be in his twenties, walked straight down the bluestone-paved road toward the teleportation formation.

That young man was Zhang Xuanchen.

A second-tier upper-grade Bone Shifting Disguise Mask, with second-tier upper-grade Nether Cold Iron as its primary material.

The mask was as thin as a cicada's wing, yet indestructible.

It could alter the wearer's facial contours and reshape their face.

Unless one had cultivated Pupil Techniques or was a Golden Core cultivator or above, it was impossible to detect any trace of the disguise.

His cultivation had also been concealed at Qi Refining Level 6.

This place was far too distant from the Dragon Mountain Range.

If he wanted to reach the Earth Vein Volcano in the Dragon Mountain Range within three days, taking the teleportation formation was his only option.

"Stop! Where are you going?"

Outside the teleportation formation, Zhang Xuanchen was stopped by a young man in white-and-blue Daoist robes.

Zhang Xuanchen did not care about the other man's attitude.

These were all disciples of the Bihai Immortal Sect, with their noses in the air.

If he had not been dressed reasonably well, their attitude would certainly have been even worse.

"Fellow Daoist, I intend to travel to Black Dragon Immortal City."

Black Dragon Immortal City was still more than a hundred thousand kilometers from the Dragon Mountain Range. There was no helping it—this was the closest immortal city Yunhua Immortal City could teleport him to.

He could only teleport again once he got there.

"Seven thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones!"

Zhang Xuanchen had no objection upon hearing the price.

Activating a teleportation formation consumed quite a few Spirit Stones, and there were not many people traveling to Black Dragon Immortal City in the first place, so this price was quite reasonable.

After accepting the Spirit Stones, the Bihai Immortal Sect disciple said, "Go wait in the teleportation formation area first."

"How long will the wait be?"

When the Bihai Immortal Sect disciple heard Zhang Xuanchen actually dare to ask, he snorted coldly. "Why do you have so much nonsense to say? If I tell you to wait, then wait! If you don't want to ride it, then get the hell out!"

Even a rabbit would bite when driven to desperation, much less Zhang Xuanchen.

So he chose to... endure!

Compared to the Earth Vein Profound Sun Fire, what was a little humiliation like this?

In any case, he had remembered that disciple's face. Once he returned and revealed his identity, he would teach him a lesson.

He would let him know that the Bihai Immortal Sect could not cover the sky with one hand in Yunhua Immortal City!

He entered the teleportation formation and waited patiently.

Seeing that Zhang Xuanchen did not even dare to utter a peep, that Bihai Immortal Sect disciple became even more brazen.

"What a fucking piece of trash!"

Half an hour later.

Including Zhang Xuanchen, six cultivators had gathered at the teleportation formation bound for Black Dragon Immortal City.

Yet the teleportation formation still showed no intention of activating.

At that moment, a richly dressed, pot-bellied middle-aged fat man within the formation looked toward the Bihai Immortal Sect disciple some distance away and said impatiently,

"Kid, how much longer are we supposed to wait? Do you know how busy this shopkeeper is?"

He was the pavilion master of Spirit Pill Pavilion, an outside force backed by an Old Golden Core Force.

That was where he got the nerve to speak to a Bihai Immortal Sect disciple in such a manner.

The Bihai Immortal Sect disciple did not dare slight him and was about to reply when a charming, pleasant voice interrupted him.

"Shopkeeper Li, I am truly sorry. I had some matters to deal with just now and kept you waiting for so long. Please forgive me."

As the words fell, an exquisitely beautiful woman of around twenty-six or twenty-seven appeared before everyone.

She wore a fitted long dress of misty sunset-colored soft satin, tightly wrapping her voluptuous figure.

A pigeon-blood Ruby hung from her collar, setting off her Snow White Swan Neck. When she raised a hand to brush the silver tassels by her temples, the jade bracelet on her wrist chimed softly.

The cinnabar at the corners of her eyes rippled with her smile, and a faint fragrance wafted from her body, intoxicating all who smelled it.

She was an unmatched, peerless beauty.

Every man present stared straight at her.

Upon seeing this beautiful woman, the anger in Shopkeeper Li's heart instantly vanished. He cupped his fists and said,

"So it was Master Yan. Had I known it was you, there would have been no problem even if I had to wait another hour."

Yan Ruyu, the proprietor of Horizon Restaurant in Yunhua Immortal City, was a great cultivator at Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

She was also an outside force, running a restaurant business and serving as one of the primary buyers of Warm Velvet Eggs.

Though she merely appeared to run restaurants, the power behind her ran deep.

Even Nascent Soul-level forces did not dare provoke Horizon Restaurant.

"Hehehe, Shopkeeper Li certainly knows how to joke. This humble woman is merely a restaurant owner—how could I dare make Boss Li wait another hour?"

After saying that, she handed the Spirit Stones to the Bihai Immortal Sect disciple, then swayed her water-snake waist as she made her way to the center of the teleportation formation.

A stooped Elder followed at her side.

She paid no mind whatsoever to the gazes upon her, as though she had long grown accustomed to them.

She noticed Zhang Xuanchen standing at the edge of the teleportation formation.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a flash of pink light passed through her pupils. Then her expression relaxed, the corners of her lips lifting into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

Zhang Xuanchen pretended to remain calm, not daring to turn his head to look at Yan Ruyu.

He was afraid she would recognize him.

Because he had invented quite a few dishes, he was very familiar with Yan Ruyu. The two of them could be considered business partners.

Though he was not a Spirit Meal master and could not prepare all manner of delicious dishes with various effects, as a transmigrator, the dishes in his head were still extremely popular in the cultivation world.

Especially that second-tier top-grade Spirit Meal master at Horizon Pavilion—when he saw Zhang Xuanchen, he was happier than if he had seen his own father.

And Zhang Xuanchen had received tangible benefits as well.

The Frost Sky Extreme Cold Canon cultivated by Zhang Xuanbing had been obtained from Yan Ruyu.

It was a cultivation technique sufficient to cultivate all the way to Golden Core Peak.

Therefore, Zhang Xuanchen knew full well that this woman hid herself deeply and was a ruthless figure.

"That young friend, the teleportation formation is about to activate. Standing at the edge is not very safe."

Yan Ruyu looked at Zhang Xuanchen, her red lips parting as a kind smile appeared on her face.

In an instant, every cultivator's gaze focused on Zhang Xuanchen.

Once they saw that he was merely an ant at Qi Refining Level 6, they felt somewhat puzzled.

They could not understand why Master Yan would treat such an ordinary young man this way.

Hearing Yan Ruyu's voice, Zhang Xuanchen gave a bitter smile.

She had still seen through him.

He cupped his fists toward Yan Ruyu in thanks. "Thank you for the reminder, Master Yan."

As he spoke, he moved a little closer to the center of the teleportation formation and said nothing more.

As the Formation activated.

Zhang Xuanchen's vision began to blur, and the surrounding scenery became flowing patches of color.

As a wave of dizziness struck him, Zhang Xuanchen slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Yan Ruyu's exquisite face. He jumped in fright and quickly pulled away from her.

"Master Yan, w-what is it?"

As he spoke, Zhang Xuanchen looked around and discovered that he had already left the teleportation formation and arrived somewhere deserted. It seemed he had been standing there for quite some time.

Seeing Zhang Xuanchen's somewhat flustered expression:

"To be honest, this is the first time I've seen that expression on your face.

This suits your age much better. That unruffled, calm, prematurely mature look you had before was not endearing at all.

It is not good if this sister cannot take even the slightest advantage of you, is it?"

Zhang Xuanchen scratched his head and said softly, "Sister Yan is truly extraordinary, with eyes as sharp as a torch. Little Brother admits defeat.

I am traveling alone to gain experience, so it would be inconvenient for the Bihai Immortal Sect to know. I ask Sister Yan to keep it secret."

"Rest assured, this sister's mouth is very tight."

As she spoke, she tossed Zhang Xuanchen a stone.

"This is Soul Stabilizing Profound Jade, a little trinket that can prevent dizziness when riding a teleportation formation. Clan Leader Zhang was rather careless to forget that this was your first time using one."