Dilian World, Jianku Star.
A migrant spaceship slowly descended onto a hidden landing field.
When the hatch opened, a group of men and women dressed like cultivators disembarked, their expressions filled with curiosity, caution, and anticipation.
"This way, this way. You, fatso, stop looking around," a staff member said sternly.
Since the All-Heavens Council had been established, life had become increasingly difficult for demonic cultivators. The Enforcement Corps had always struck hard against them.
Especially after the Enforcement Corps cracked a major case six hundred years ago involving demonic cultivators abducting people with cultivation talent from fringe worlds and killing them to cultivate, worlds under the All-Heavens Council's control had gradually established Entry and Exit Administrations.
It had become increasingly difficult for demonic cultivators to sneak into worlds to kill and cultivate. In the end, they could only operate in gray areas.
"Big brother, didn't you say you were taking us to an upper realm with immortal energy? Why does this place seem even more barren than our planet?" a youth could not help asking the staff member beside him.
The staff member impatiently explained, "This is just a transfer station. Relax. The All-Heavens Council now governs the myriad worlds. We're all law-abiding cultivators here. Why would we scam you?"
"So it's a transfer station. Thank you, big brother," the youth said, nodding.
He returned to the fat man's side and said, "Big brother said it's a transfer station. With the All-Heavens Council looking out for us, nobody would dare scam us. Don't worry."
"Oh, oh, then I'm relieved." Zhang Shouzhong took out a pack of high-energy jerky and ate as he walked.
After walking for a while, he suddenly asked, "Why are you suddenly interested in this kind of case? Are you hiding something from me?"
"No. I was