White Jade Capital

An immortal island floated amid a vast sea of clouds, mist like gauze curling gently around it. Immortal cranes flew in formation, while a hundred birds sang in delight, making it seem like a blessed land of immortals. Twelve jade towers rose high above it, gleaming with a soft silver radiance beneath the sunlight. Hill after hill appeared and vanished amid the immortal island. Up close, cultivators flew out from the island on swords, while others sat cross-legged upon cloud platforms. So this is White Jade Capital? Li Rui blinked. Though he had been a White Jade Capital Disciple for years, this was his first time coming to White Jade Capital. Curiosity inevitably appeared on his face. Old Daoist Fa Ran shot Li Rui a sidelong glance, taking in his expression. "Don't tell me you've never been here before, kid?" Li Rui nodded honestly. Old Daoist Fa Ran rolled his eyes. "You truly have been an honest World Walker." White Jade Capital had rules: World Walkers were required to spend most of their time outside White Jade Capital. But a World Walker like Li Rui, who had never once set foot in White Jade Capital, was truly one of a kind. As they spoke, the Fly Whisk Magic Treasure had already descended onto a small mountain on the immortal island. "This place is called Fa Ran Peak. It is my Daoist ground. Since you have nowhere to stay, you may live here for the time being. There are plenty of rooms; pick one yourself." With that, Old Daoist Fa Ran drifted down the mountain. Who knew what he was off to do? Only after Old Daoist Fa Ran had gone far away did Li Rui begin surveying Fa Ran Peak. Though he had never come to White Jade Capital, he