He followed the route toward the nearest gate of Yingxian Prefecture.
At last, he broke free of that prosperity. This immortal city bustled with voices and brimmed with life. The cultivation world held all manner of wondrous and unfathomable things; Lu Qing saw many treasures, strange objects, and monsters that he had previously encountered only in books, leaving him dazzled.
It had to be said that every great province possessed its own distinctive cultivation customs.
If he had not still been carrying a mission, Lu Qing would not have left so quickly.
"Still southeast."
Following the route's guidance, he rode his boat at full speed and departed Yingxian City.
Twelve Cities of Nether Province—this city was likewise ancient, and all along the way, lively scenes abounded.
Recently, with the mountain-driving season underway, Lu Qing had seen quite a few cultivators riding demon beasts along the road.
No wonder the demon beast tides in Nether Province were not especially fierce. This was the local custom—everyone had a demon beast at hand. If demon beasts from elsewhere saw this, they would probably want to cry without tears.
Ding-dang-dang.
The crisp ringing of bells echoed through the valley. In the silver valley beneath the cliffs ahead, bronze bells hung all around the outskirts of an entire city, swaying in the mountain wind.
This was a kind of Heart-Calming Bell often hung in places throughout Nether Province where demon beasts were raised.
Hung here, they did not calm cultivators' hearts, but demon beasts'.
Though demon beasts would not devour their masters, the struggle between demon beasts and humans over the past ten thousand years remained irreconcilable as fire and water on a higher level.
Thus, even contracted demon beasts underwent a full-body inspection at regular intervals.
These Heart-Calming Bells could dispel the vicious and