"A teleportation array?" Feng Jun's eyes lit up. "So it could be done like that."
He nodded slightly. "Then many thanks, Third Brother. But five Mid-Grade Spirit Stones are too much for just one question. I can't think of anything else to ask for now..."
"Then just keep it on account," Dongmen Old Third said with a laugh. "I have a habit too. Once Spirit Stones reach my hands, I can't bear to return them."
"Look at that pathetic ambition of yours!" Feng Jun rolled his eyes at him, turned, and left. "All right, get busy. I need to go find someone too."
Braving the fine, persistent rain, he headed toward the city. After sweeping the area slightly with his Divine Sense, he found the atmosphere within the city exceptionally oppressive.
So he decisively changed direction, circled the city, and flew low toward the teleportation array.
Cedar City's teleportation array was used for travel within the plane and lay more than a thousand li from the city center. Feng Jun did not use Flash Step, instead flying for three hours before arriving.
The teleportation array had already been shut down. People could enter but not leave. Four or five thousand people had been stranded outside, making the place seem noisy and chaotic. However, the Spirit Wood Dao disciples maintaining order were quite overbearing, loudly berating people at every turn, so the scene remained fairly orderly.
The people gathered there were not trying to cause trouble. They were pulling strings, and from time to time, someone would obtain permission to leave and queue at the edge of the teleportation array. It was clear that privilege existed objectively in every era.
Feng Jun did not approach the teleportation array. More than a hundred li away from the formation, he cautiously took out