Path to Heaven

That was why Jin Xin’er died instantly after finishing off Jin Qiao’er.

As for Wei Suo, his non-fatal injuries could be at most sealed for 5-6 days. During this period, he could still activate some true energy, but once the period of sealing expires, his wounds would deteriorate at a quicker pace without proper emergency aid.

This was analogous to ripened fruit being plucked and placing underneath the sun. Under normal circumstances, it will begin rotting after two days, but if placed in a freezer for half a month and then placing it back under the sun, the fruit will start rotting within a day.

Such a technique unprecedented to even the green gowned Old Man, was indeed intriguing.

Nevertheless, without any major mishaps, 5-6 days was sufficient for Wei Suo to reach the nearest few cities to Perching Phoenix City and stock up on powerful pellet medicines.

After discussing on this skill technique briefly with the Old Man, Wei Suo quickly activated it.

Wei Suo found out gloomily that when casting this skill technique, that same 8-armed demon would first appear in his sea of consciousness. Following that, his true energy must be channelled in accordance to the posture of that demon to activate the True Demon Sealing Physique Art.

Such a visualization technique was something Wei Suo had seen before in scriptures. It required some shallow understanding of divine sense and true energy power for Heavenly Circuit Stage cultivators, while ordinary kill techniques merely needed true energy power. Moreover, such visualization techniques also needed mental prowess. Just that, why did the creator of this skill technique have to visualize such a hideous looking demon, instead of a ravishing beauty?

After successfully activating the skill, Wei Suo realized the blood and qi had coagulated at his wounded areas, causing numbness there. Still, he could circulate his true energy, with made him feel like a zombie.

The semi-zombified Wei Suo didn’t dare to tarry any longer. He quickly stored his Mind Devouring Bug and summoned the White Jade Crane, and sped off in the direction of Lost Mist City while staying near the ground.

Actually, the nearest city to Perching Phoenix City was All-Heaven City. However, Wei Suo reckoned the chances of Liu and Zhang Clan cultivators camping that would be pretty high. Moreover, All-Heaven City wasn’t as developed as Spirit Peak City, and he may not be able to procure good healing pellet medicines there. Hence, Wei Suo decided to travel further to Lost Mist City, a city several folds larger than All-Heaven City, to be safe.

Lost Mist City was a cultivator city constructed on a mountain. Due to its high mountainous altitude, a ring layer of yellow mist enveloped the city all year round.

The yellow mist appeared like a yellow bucket from afar that covered Lost Mist City inside. As for why it didn’t disperse, countless cultivators had tried to investigate over countless years, but still couldn’t decipher a reason. Nobody knew if it was an ancient cultivator who left a formation array or that this was a natural phenomenon.

Wei Suo’s luck wasn’t bad at all. He didn’t encounter any high level demonic beast along the way, and by daylight, he beheld the distinct bucket of yellow mist from afar.

After flying continuously for a while till the mountain peak within the sphere of yellow mist could be seen, Wei Suo descended and stored the White Jade Crane. He then wore an ordinary cyan artifact robe on himself and produced a bottle of medicinal liquid. He smeared the liquid on his face, which transformed him into a wax-faced cultivator that masked his true appearance.

Proceeding from there, he didn’t summon his White Jade Crane or conjure any Fireclouds. Instead, he relied solely on a pair of Wind Cloud Shoes and slowly flew towards Lost Mist City like in the past.

To his surprise, large masses of cultivators could be sighted the nearer he got to the city.

Some were even gathered in convoys of over ten.

If it was noon time, cultivators entering or leaving the city would be exceedingly common. However, it was dawn but many cultivators were streaming in from the wilderness like Wei Suo. Some appeared through long distance transportation arrays, and all seemed to have rushed here overnight.

Something was strange about this place.

Less than hundred li from Lost Mist City, at the periphery of the ring of yellow mist, Wei Suo couldn’t endure any longer and flew towards a group of four cultivators that similarly came from afar.

The four cultivators had cultivations at the Divine Sea Stage level 3 or 4. Although Wei Suo’s attire was extremely low-key, once those cultivators sensed the Heavenly Circuit Stage aura from his body, their eyes exhibited a reverence and quickly halted.

When Wei Suo arrived before them, a handsome youthly cultivator with smoothly combed hair and wearing a black leather vest bowed respectfully and asked, “May I ask what senior requires of us?”

“Where are you guys from? What’s going on with Lost Mist City, why are there so many cultivators rushing into the city at this time?” Wei Suo surveyed the few youthly cultivators and asked composedly.

“Senior, the reason you are heading for Lost Mist City isn’t for the Mystic Wind Sect’s disciple recruitment assembly?” Hearing Wei Suo’s words, another yellow-robed youth butted in with a hoarse voice.

Wei Suo was slightly astonished. “Mystic Wind Sect’s disciple recruitment assembly?”

“Seems like senior is really coincidentally passing through.” The aforementioned black-vested youth answered, “We are cultivators from Tri-Immortals City that travelled here for this assembly.”

“This one indeed came from afar and am utterly clueless about Mystic Wind Sect’s disciple recruitment assembly. Elaborate on what this assembly is.” Wei Suo was extremely startled. He wasn’t unfamiliar with the term Mystic Wind Sect at all.

Not only was Mystic Wind City one of the ten major cities of Heavenly Profound Continent, Mystic Wind Sect was the grandest sect of the Heavenly Profound Continent. Indeed, this was Shui Ling’er’s residing sect!

“The Mystic Wind Sect hosts their recruitment assembly in over ten of Heavenly Profound Continent’s major cities every year. Regardless of cultivation level or loose cultivator status, everyone can participate in this assembly. As long as your innate or special talent catches their eyes, they will accept you as a disciple of the Mystic Wind Sect.” The black-vested youth’s eyes burnt passionately as he continued.

“Lost Mist City is indeed one of the city pool that hosts Mystic Wind Sect’s recruitment assembly. The assembly lasts for five days, and therefore, Lost Mist City will be the liveliest within these five days.”

Wei Suo was stumped. He never expected to accidentally chance upon such a grand occasion. He then asked, “Seems like you guys are rushing to participate in Mystic Wind Sect’s disciple selection. Since that’s the case, why not travel with the transportation arrays. I see that you came from the wilderness afar?”

“Senior is correct, we are desiring to test our luck in becoming a disciple of Mystic Wind Sect.” The black-vested youth nodded and smiled wryly.

“But senior doesn’t know this. Due to the excessive numbers patronizing Lost Mist City, the transportation arrays here are overloaded. To prevent cultivators from fighting to use the arrays, Lost Mist City has devised several restrictions. A long distance transportation array requires 300 low grade spiritual stones each time. Thus, we naturally only can travel with the transportation array of the nearest city, and then rush here overnight.”

“Why the need to rush overnight? Isn’t it safer to travel during the day time?” Wei Suo asked the group of excited cultivators. “Since there are five days to this Mystic Wind Sect’s recruitment assembly, wouldn’t you still make it?”

“This senior doesn’t understand.” The black-vested cultivator explained apologetically, “It is rumored that distinguished disciples of the Mystic Wind Sect would exhibit their skills on the first day of the assembly. If we can see Shui Ling’er there, this trip would be well worth it.”

“Even Shui Ling’er may be present?” Wei Suo was astounded.

“It isn’t a certainty.” The black-vested youth continued, “Fundamentally, in the past two years, Shui Ling’er would appear in one or two of the cities. As for which city she chooses, that is based on luck.”

“After listening to you guys, my interest in Mystic Wind Sect’s recruitment assembly is piqued.” Wei Suo smiled gently and said, “May I trouble these few to lead me in participating in the city’s liveliness?”

“As long as senior isn’t embarrassed of us, we are naturally delighted to.” The black-vested cultivator glanced at the other three youths with exceptional fervour in their eyes. Besides, it was hard for them to be related with a Heavenly Circuit Stage level 2 or 3 cultivator. And Wei Suo appeared rather cordial.

Wei Suo nodded and gestured to the four youths to go on. Meanwhile, he started contemplating in his heart.

Wei Suo wasn’t interested in joining major sects. Still, he was aware that he was indeed a bumpkin that hadn’t seen the world yet. Given the chance, he would love to broaden his horizons. Furthermore, he could spectate inner sect disciples of elite disciples of a top sect, or even an elder class character.

With sufficient luck, he may even get to see how divine and nation-toppling Shui Ling’er looked. It was indeed tough to pass on this .

He would tour around before purchasing healing pellet medicines in Lost Mist City. Since so many cultivators were congregating in Lost Mist City, his chances of procuring an excellent grade pellet medicine was bolstered. Moreover, the sheer quantity of cultivators would be an amazing cover for him.