Ye Lin followed the flow of people all the way to the end of the road, where he finally saw an enormous raised platform.
On the platform, countless maidservants were hurriedly setting things up.
The surrounding area was packed with cultivators. None of them complained; they merely waited quietly and watched in silence.
Seeing this, Ye Lin said nothing.
It seemed the one getting married had some real clout. Otherwise, with so many cultivators here, a commotion would have broken out long ago.
After looking around, Ye Lin ultimately headed toward a nearby inn.
"Senior, are you looking for a room?"
The innkeeper gave Ye Lin a cursory glance, then his eyes lit up and he greeted him warmly.
"Yes, a room."
"Right away, Senior. Please have a look."
As he spoke, the innkeeper immediately pulled out a board from behind him, its surface covered in writing.
"Please see, Senior. This is the first floor. It only costs one thousand jin of Zenith Heaven Divine Source per night. It's cheap, but the view is poor—you basically can't see anything. When the wedding begins later, you'll have to go outside as well."
"This is the second floor, two thousand Zenith Heaven Divine Source. The view is much better; you can see a large stretch of the area."
Hearing those prices, Ye Lin understood why those people would rather stand outside than come in.
What a rip-off.
Just one night cost a thousand jin of Zenith Heaven Divine Source.
Not a single Quasi-Saint stood among those outside. The vast majority were Daluo Golden Immortals, each poorer than the last.
It was perfectly normal that they chose not to come in.
"What's the most expensive option?"
Seeing that the innkeeper was about to continue his introduction, Ye Lin cut straight to the point.