Jiang Ding landed at the entrance to the Immortal Capital Library.
He lined up with the many mortals and low-level cultivators, scanned his ID card, and entered the library.
Among the crowd, Jiang Ding felt a little dazed.
Only then did he notice that Nascent Soul Cultivators seemed to be rare creatures. Even in the Immortal Sect's capital, the highest cultivation he could find nearby was Golden Core. There was not a single Nascent Soul Cultivator.
Jiang Ding scanned his ID card, entered the library, and made his way deeper inside, finally arriving at the Golden Emperor Palace.
There were even fewer people here. Generally, only Spirit Transformation cultivators could enter. Years, even decades, often passed without a single figure appearing at the entrance.
From a mortal's perspective, the place was practically deserted.
But Spirit Transformation cultivators saw it differently.
This was the liveliest place in the Immortal Sect, bustling with people. Friends and colleagues who once went centuries without seeing one another now crossed paths here from time to time. Gradually, it had become the Immortal Sect's Heavenly Lords' favorite gathering place.
Jiang Ding entered the Golden Emperor Palace.
A ripple from a spatial formation flashed and vanished. Before him, heaven and earth stretched wide beneath clouds and mist. Everything was a sea of white, save for the seal at the very center that held the Golden Emperor Bathing Beauties Painting. It shone brilliantly, with a dozen or so Immortal Sect Heavenly Lords studying it nearby.
The other Heavenly Lords gathered in little clusters here and there, discussing research, events across the domains, or simply chatting and boasting.
Soundproofing formations separated each group so they would not disturb the others.
These were no barriers or prohibitions, though. People moved freely between groups. Now and then, someone came over to