The Holy City was even more prosperous than when Su Miao had last returned.
Shops lined both sides of the streets, banners fluttered in the wind, and the bluestone slab roads had been worn smooth as mirrors by countless feet, reflecting the sky and drifting clouds.
Perhaps inspired by the technology of the Farm Teachings Artifact Forging Hall, it had grown increasingly high-tech. Images resembling holographic projections played behind the glass windows of shops, introducing each store's signature specialties.
All kinds of upscale shops were no longer limited to the ground. Island-like storefronts floated in midair as well, while Flying Boats and Floating Cars moved orderly along predetermined routes.
Because of special Formations, no matter how large the islands were, they did not block the sunlight from reaching the Holy City below.
These astonishing changes made Su Miao feel as if she had entered a cyber cultivation world.
Yet she still preferred the crowded old shops on the ground. This was where the most authentic flavor could be found.
Su Miao arrived at the Marketplace to browse around.
Pedestrians packed shoulder to shoulder, and occasionally, Spiritual Beasts pulled carriages down the main road, their bells ringing crisply.
The cries of vendors, the sounds of bargaining, and the laughter of children chasing one another blended together into a steaming symphony of city life.
The air was filled with the fragrance of all kinds of food.
The charred aroma of grilled meat, the fresh sweetness of Spirit Fruit, the wheaty scent of pastries, and the sweet-and-sour fragrance of candied fruit layered over one another and burrowed into her nose, stirring up her appetite.
The residents here were primarily Human Race Cultivators, Farm Teachings Disciples, and their families, but quite a few unfamiliar faces from other races could also be seen.
A cat