Chapter 319: Shackles! The Suspended Sword Sect’s Chen Tianyuan! The Crane-Riding Immortal!
A shimmering light spread beneath the jade-green archway. The Jade Altar Blissful Land had opened within the mountains near Wei City. The news surged outward like a rolling flood in all directions like a tsunami.
Wei City, a small town of only tens of thousands of people, had since the last scattering of the Mount Jinting Blissful Land fragments become a hub of intrigue and power.
Many factions and families had placed spies here. Now, with news of the Jade Altar Blissful Land, if the Xinyi Dao had channels to learn of it, then naturally the major sects and powerful clans of the Kingdom of Qian had also received word.
In a short time, tiny Wei City once again became the center of attention for all. Prodigies on the road, wandering heroes, and extraordinary figures all rushed to Wei City within half a day.
The opening of the Jade Altar Blissful Land was happening right before everyone’s eyes. What an astonishing spectacle!
In Wei City, business at inns and teahouses boomed with activity. Much of the information was normally classified, accessible only to major sects. Yet somehow, it had begun spreading through teahouses and taverns alike.
“The last time the Jade Altar Blissful Land opened, before the Jiazi cycle, Zhang Huaihe of Mount Longhu, Master Wulong of Great Xiangguo Temple , the Sword Immortal Cao Ang, and Murong Yuan from the northern frontier all entered the Blissful Land!”
“Those were all mighty true immortals. They’re capable of subduing even tigers and dragons! They fought within the Blissful Land so fiercely that the heavens darkened and the sun and moon lost their light.”
The storyteller’s eyes gleamed as he spoke, his tongue dry from excitement. At last, the news exploded among the common folk. This was a trace of the immortal world!
Whether townspeople or wandering heroes, prodigies, and adventurers from afar, all surged outside the city in a massive, unstoppable tide. Figures darted like rabbits and falcons through the city, prompting the townsfolk to gasp in awe. These were wandering martial artists, performing incredible feats of qinggong, leaping across rooftops and scaling walls.
The crowds swelled, surging like a river.
Even the Taiping Inn grew quiet, as everyone rushed outside to witness the spectacle. The plump, mature, and enchanting innkeeper did not follow the crowd to see what was happening. Instead, her gaze was fixed beyond the city. Her cheeks glowed with a rosy hue, and her eyes seemed veiled in a soft mist, radiating vitality and charm.