Court the Phoenix City.
Its style was much like that of Dreamreturn City.
Various races mingled, their people living side by side.
If there was any real difference, it lay in the dominant race.
The Dream Tapir Clan, which ruled Dreamreturn City, rarely ventured out, spending most of its time between illusion and reality collecting dreams. Within the city, the various races bloomed like a hundred flowers, with no single clan overshadowing the rest.
The Vermilion Phoenix Clan, which ruled Court the Phoenix City, was vibrant and flamboyant. Its members acted with great fanfare, loved showing themselves off, and dressed lavishly. As a result, birds abounded in Court the Phoenix City; calling it the City of a Hundred Birds would hardly have been an exaggeration.
Xuanming followed the Vermilion Phoenix Clan's arrangements throughout the journey. So far, the Phoenix Clan seemed well disposed toward them, though whether that goodwill was genuine, and what exactly they had in mind, remained unknown.
He would watch quietly as things unfolded and act as his heart dictated.
After all, he was traveling the world and cultivating amid the mortal world. Every experience was another tempering. Perhaps he was worrying that the sky would fall, and this affair would bring Mysterious Swallow nothing but good.
They were led into an exquisite courtyard. It looked small from outside, but its interior was vast, spanning a hundred li.
As one of the dominant powers of the demon race, the Phoenix Clan stood unrivaled in the Dao of Emptiness. A spatial Divine ability like Heaven in a Pot hardly surprised Xuanming.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanming, please rest here with your three young companions for now. I will come to trouble you again a little later."
"Sorry for the trouble, Fellow Daoist."
After exchanging greetings and a few more courtesies,