Omen

White Jade Capital in the heavens, twelve towers and five cities!

The Twelvefold Towers were the largest marketplace on all of Penglai Island, as lofty as a range of mountains, level with the drifting clouds.

Each level was its own arrangement, containing everything from the most basic pills, talismans, artifacts, and formations to cultivation methods and inheritances, intelligence from all quarters, spells and divine abilities. It could be called the most complete and prosperous place in the entire East Sea Cultivation World.

At This Moment, Lin Chen stepped into the Twelvefold Towers.

The Twelvefold Towers were arranged with considerable elegance and charm. They did not possess the gaudy extravagance of a nouveau riche display; instead, they carried an indescribable air of understated luxury.

The pillars holding up the hall, hundreds of li wide, were not made from any exotic materials or strange stones, but enormous trees whose rings circled around them. The ground beneath his feet was not paved with white jade steps either, but ancient, unadorned blue-green stone slabs.

A faint fragrance lingered in the air, and spiritual charm swirled through the building. Wherever one walked, there were artificial hills and flowing water, treasure windows set into wall displays—every step revealed a new view, as if one had entered an Immortal Realm.

There were also each and every maidservant dressed in gauze, their figures exquisitely beautiful. Some carried trays, others held lanterns, while still others wandered about with one or two bottles of spiritual pills in their hands.

Every one of those spiritual pills would have been first-class treasures outside, requiring sandalwood boxes and jade vessels to preserve them and prevent their medicinal potency from dissipating. Yet here, the maidservants simply carried them about freely. Wherever they passed, Pill Qi rose with the spiritual energy, transforming into rosy rainbows.