Surrounded by a crowd of cultivators, Pei Ling made his way forward as they introduced him to Wushi Villa.
As one of the Nine Great Sects, Wushi Villa naturally occupied a vast area.
Even within the mountain gates, the buildings stood haphazardly, without any discernible order, and their styles were wildly diverse. Yet despite the great differences from one corner to another, there was still ample open space for planting flowers and grass, piling earth into mountains, and arranging picturesque scenery.
However, just like the buildings, the flowers, plants, mountains, and rivers were bizarre in the extreme.
One moment, the mountains were warm and the waters gentle; the next, sand flew above sheer cliffs.
Everywhere he looked, things seemed utterly out of place.
The cultivators of Wushi Villa, however, clearly saw nothing wrong with this. They calmly introduced the place to Pei Ling. "Three hundred years ago, we traveled through the territory under Jiuyi Mountain. We saw several barren hills that were verdant and charming, so we used spellcraft to move them here."
"As a result, those Little Immortals of the Illusion Realm under Jiuyi Mountain even fought our villa's two Immortal Venerables in a fierce battle..."
"But they were only a few things from the Illusion Realm. Nothing of importance."
"Those Little Immortals of Jiuyi Mountain are, after all, lower-tier immortals..."
Before long, a secluded courtyard came into view.
The courtyard covered a broad area. Beyond its gate stood a row of single-story houses with blue bricks and dark tiles. Bamboo and orchids grew in the yard, while shadows stirred among the trees behind it. The place looked exceptionally elegant.
The cultivator at the head of the group warmly explained, "Five hundred years ago, an Immortal Venerable sealed away his memories to temper his Dao Heart, then entered the