Wang Ba looked at the towering, majestic mountain gate before him, and at the palaces floating amid the clouds and mist on the mountains beyond it, appearing and disappearing from view.
Even though he had seen something of the world, he could not help being awed by the sheer size of the gate and the splendor of the palaces. An irrepressible sense of his own smallness and insignificance rose within him.
"This is where the Sect's true mountain gate stands."
Ye Lingyu looked up at the gate, a rare flicker of pride passing through her guileless eyes.
Wang Ba did not share that feeling.
After all, he was merely a dispensable Servant Disciple in the Sect and had never felt any sense of belonging.
Still, at her words, he could not resist taking another couple of looks at the gate and the dreamlike, magnificent palaces beyond it.
A trace of complicated feeling could not help rising in his heart.
Honestly, if it were possible, he would have liked to stay in a sect like this too.
With a great tree at his back, he could cultivate in peace without running about for cultivation resources.
Perhaps, in the not-too-distant future, he could even have a place of his own among the tiers of palaces on the mountain.
He could grow step by step, become stronger step by step, and fully realize the potential of his ability to transfer lifespan, step by step.
Yet the existence of the Immortal Ascension Society and the complicated situation within the Sect left him no choice but to respectfully keep his distance.
And the farther, the better.
These thoughts flashed through his mind and vanished. Wang Ba quickly composed himself and respectfully lowered his head.
"Immortal Ye, the person we asked earlier said Fengyang Market is