The world outside was naturally the same as the scene he had seen while his spirit wandered. However, having left the Dao Sect, Lu Qing clearly understood that this step away was because his own cultivation had changed, and thus his state of mind when viewing the world was different.

Lu Qing, in white robes with wide sleeves, rode upon an auspicious cloud that carried him and the White Crane Boy as they flew towards Azure Heart Mountain.

Along the way, Lu Qing saw many Cultivators. Their overall aura was a cut above the Cultivators of the Profound Heaven Domain, and in the places he encountered and saw, the number of Cultivators was clearly much higher.

Thanks to the abundance of spiritual essence, it was not surprising that the number of Cultivators emerging here was, on the whole, greater than in the Profound Heaven Domain.

Lu Qing took the White Crane Boy and flew all the way. From south to north, the distance was both vast and brief.

Meanwhile, at Azure Heart Mountain, the Azure Heart Immortal City in this area had recently become incomparably lively and noisy.

"Whoa!" "The people from the Xu Family and the Lin Family are fighting!" "I heard that the ones dueling are the contemporary Qilin successors of these two families, right outside the city!"

This was just when people were first watching the commotion. Later, it spread wider and wider.

A few days later, even the Cultivators who usually lived here in leisure noticed that the atmosphere in the city was gradually becoming strange.

"Which batch is this now?" On the top floor of a teahouse, a Cultivator saw a flash of spiritual light in the direction of the city gate, and a group of Cultivators with unfamiliar looks and attire entered. He could not help but ask.

"I've lost count. More and more strange Cultivators have been coming lately. It doesn't look like a good thing, and I'm preparing to leave too."

Hearing this, the Cultivator frowned, somewhat puzzled: "Why leave? I remember you paid quite a lot of spiritual money to settle down in this Azure Heart Immortal City. You're just giving it up? That fee wasn't cheap."

The Cultivator who spoke later had a world-weary look and waved his hand repeatedly. "Don't mention it. I'm afraid if I don't leave now, it will be too late."

"Haven't you seen it?" He suddenly lowered his voice, his gaze falling onto the streets below.

On both sides of the street, just like in many other cities, there were numerous Cultivators setting up stalls, selling defective Spiritual Artifacts, poisonous Medicinal Pills, useless pills, and all sorts of strange and curious items.

The group of rogue cultivators was vast. Those setting up stalls in the city were all rogue cultivators; after all, practitioners with sects or factions did not need to do such things.

"See what?" The puzzled Cultivator did not understand why his old friend had suddenly become so timid. Logically speaking, the bravery of his youth shouldn't have changed all at once.

The world-weary Cultivator said: "Haven't you noticed? The first batch of Cultivators to come to Azure Heart Immortal City came from the areas sandwiched between the two major immortal powers in the central region. In those places, even the scraps left over by those major powers are enough to make rogue cultivators fight until their heads are broken and blood flows."

"But look, our Azure Heart Immortal City is called an Immortal City, which sounds nice, but anyone who has truly seen the scale of a major Immortal City would not be able to say that."

The puzzled Cultivator also nodded subconsciously. This was true; those who had seen a real Immortal City would feel that this place was simply a bottom-of-the-well. One was a firefly, the other the sun and moon; how could they be compared?

Those places had the involvement of true immortal Dao giants; they could not be compared to this place, where they just closed their doors on their own three acres of land to cultivate.

"Exactly, that is the suspicious part. Although the scenery of Azure Heart Mountain is very good, that stone vein here is visible but untouchable. Others didn't come before, but now they are coming in droves. I fear it is because something that can attract them has appeared here."

"Furthermore," the world-weary Cultivator's gaze suddenly flashed with gravity, "if I am not mistaken, those practitioners who arrived later must come from true, prestigious immortal Dao families. That aura is definitely from disciples of orthodox Grotto-Heaven and Blessed Land! I have seen that pattern before."

"It is the Fog Hidden Grotto-heaven."

"Hiss!" The first Cultivator's expression suddenly shocked. He also thought of something: "Heavens, if it is really as you think, this place will soon become a vortex!"

"But, but, that Cave Dwelling I just bought—" His expression suddenly became conflicted.

The world-weary Cultivator looked at him: "Brother Dao, you and I have both passed the competitive days of our youth as Cultivators. Nowadays, we live one day at a time. If fighting really breaks out here, no one can predict what will happen."

"Could it be that you have forgotten that southeastern land!" When he spoke later, he didn't know if he had mentioned something like a taboo; his voice had completely turned into sound transmission.

The southeastern land! The sky collapsed and the earth sank! The earth hung over the Underworld Sea! Countless living beings had not yet realized the horror before they were buried on the path of cultivation.

Who among the Cultivators of the South Heaven Continent does not know of such a major event? So indifferent, so terrifying. It even cast a terrifying veil over that legendary immortal sect.

The immortal Dao is not a beautiful place for cultivation, and neither is the Demonic Path; it is just that one is terrifying, and the other is even more horrendous.

As they were caught under the great tide, how could they choose where to go? But the difference was that what was happening here had not yet reached that degree.

"Let's go. If we don't leave, I am worried that some major event will brew here." "In any case, I have decided to leave tomorrow or the day after. If you, Brother Dao, do not leave, then take care of yourself."

The conversation between the two Cultivators in the teahouse was a topic that some Cultivators in the Azure Heart Immortal City were also discussing.

If one person could see it, others could naturally see it too. Do not underestimate rogue cultivators; sometimes, a certain intuition can be even more terrifying than cultivation.

The strangeness of Azure Heart Immortal City recently was that more and more strange, foreign Cultivators were pouring in. The early ones were fine, but the Cultivators who arrived later clearly did not look like they came from a background of rogue cultivators.

It was not surprising to see flying boats, but those flying boats were each more magnificent than the last, each filled with a sense of Immortal Qi, and at a glance, one could tell their origins were not simple.

"I really don't know why so many people are running over here. Could it be that, as these outside Cultivators say, there really is some treasure hidden in this Azure Heart Immortal City?" An Old Cultivator thought somewhat mockingly from behind his stall.

"So many people coming over, another good business fated opportunity is coming." Some people also saw that after the number of Cultivators increased, there were more customers for their stalls. However, at such times, one needed to be more careful; otherwise, if one accidentally offended some big shot, there was no reason to seek death like that.

"But what are they looking for? I have stayed in the Azure Heart Immortal City for so many years and have never heard that there is any fated opportunity here?"

"I think it might just be the commotion caused by the Xu and Lin families not long ago. The two families have always been fighting like that, but now even their new generation of Qilin successors—those are the two who were accepted into the two Grotto-heavens of the Seventy-two Heavens—are the next generation of those Grotto-heavens."

"One is heard to be the Cold Mountain Grotto-heaven, and the other is the Fog Hidden Grotto-heaven. Both have started to fight, and people from the Grotto-heavens have also come. I really don't know what kind of treasure could make Cultivators from such Grotto-heavens lower themselves to compete."

In the streets and alleys, there were always people who did not fear the local powers. After all, some of the Cultivators among them had come out of some major sect and could not return to their original places, so they had to choose a place to settle down.

"Amazing, to be able to be accepted into a Grotto-heaven!" "They are both disciples of major Grotto-heaven sects; no wonder neither family is willing to submit to the other." "I wonder if they have determined a winner?" "That I don't know. I heard they have had mutual victories and defeats?"

On a high building somewhere, a group of Grotto-heaven disciples gathered. They came from the Cold Mountain Grotto-heaven, their brows arrogant.

In the center sat a young Cultivator. He swept his gaze toward the Cultivators below and could not help but frown tightly. "Junior Brother Lin, is what you said true?"

He looked at a young disciple below, who was the very Lin Family's contemporary Qilin successor that the Cultivators were talking about, Lin Heyu.

Lin Heyu nodded. "Senior Brother Zhang, everything I said is true. The Xu Family does indeed have clues to that Divine Seal Dharma Treasure."

The young Senior Brother Zhang in the middle suddenly laughed. "Of course I know that what you said, Junior Brother, is true. After all, even the people from the Fog Hidden Grotto-heaven have come." His laughter was cold.

The group of Cold Mountain Grotto-heaven Cultivators looked towards the horizon and also discovered a streak of snowy light escaping through the air from a corner of the sky.