Everything Xue Fuyao owned was in her own space, so she had nothing much to pack.
After returning to Green Bamboo Peak, she took all the dried spirit fruit she had left out to dry, then dug up more than a dozen jars of spirit wine to take with her.
Once she had finished, Xue Fuyao went to the sect entrance. Gu Nian and Chu Yunzhe had not arrived yet, but the spirit boat was already waiting for them. An inner sect Deacon Elder surnamed Xing would escort them this time.
"Greetings, Elder," Xue Fuyao said, bowing to him.
Seeing this, Elder Xing stroked his beard with one hand and looked at her kindly. "The situation in the Mortal Realm is unclear. You must act cautiously on this trip and put your own safety first. If anything happens, don't worry. We old fellows will still be behind you to catch you if you fall."
Hearing this, Xue Fuyao nodded. "I understand."
"Oh, and the sect prepared this for you. There are spirit stones, pills, talismans, and formation disks inside. We don't have the currency used in the Mortal Realm, so we prepared some extra gold and silver for you. Don't stint on yourselves while you're away."
As he spoke, Gu Nian and Chu Yunzhe flew over from a distance.
Elder Xing looked at them and repeated what he had just said. Then the spirit boat slowly rose into the air.
"Senior Sister, where should we begin investigating once we reach the Mortal Realm?" Xue Fuyao asked.
Gu Nian took out a parchment scroll and said, "This is all the information we've obtained so far."
"The Mortal Realm and the Cultivation Realm have had no contact for many years. Their only connecting point is a place shrouded in poisonous miasma all