"This is the Myriad Images Sect..." Ning Zhuo gazed around intently.
The surroundings are dreamlike and mystical, clouds swirling, peaks towering, akin to a fairyland.
The most striking are the eight major peaks, each with its own mystical scenery, soaring into the clouds, towering and imposing, like giants standing at the horizon, the clouds gently brushing their waists.
On the Array Peak, mysterious lights shimmer, cunningly forming layer upon layer of array maps mid-air, appearing and disappearing. Each layer of Array Plate slowly rotates, with numerous talismans like stars, also like swimming fish, shuttling between array maps. A group of cultivators, each with a Golden Core Cultivation, some manipulating talismans, filling the array maps, while others mobilize mana, weaving array lines out of thin air.
At the Ten-Thousand-Beast Peak, tigers and leopards roam through forests, Jiao Snakes obscurely hidden, and looking out, all are hive-shaped beast dens. From the eastern side of the mountain, a large flock of blue birds leisurely flies out, led by a blue bird leader with a shepherd boy seated on its back. The boy plays a flute, the sound melodious, resonating between the clouds.
On Danxia Peak, various pill furnaces operate, forming thousands of strands of elixir smoke. Some smoke is thick and rigid, like pillars, rising straight to the sky, while others are graceful and lyrical, dancing with celestial elegance. Countless elixir Qi and elixir smoke gather above Danxia Peak, with occasional furnace openings reflecting elixir light, converging into a colorful, ever-changing, eternal glow.
Purple Thunder Peak has immense chains coiled around it. The chains are jet black, like dragons entwining pillars, circling the mountains several times. The chains connect the main peak and even span across the cloud sea to link several surrounding subsidiary peaks. Mountain winds blow, shaking the chains, creating clattering sounds.
On Sword Cry Peak, a stone sword is invertedly inserted. On the mountain, the sword pavilion stands towering, along with dense bamboo groves.
Hundred Herbs Peak features dense vegetation, with giant, enchanting flowers blooming in the rainforest, and migrating thorny poison vines resembling millions of pythons slithering across the ground.
At Fuyao Peak, wild winds whirl, sometimes rushing straight into the skies, sometimes forming green wind vortexes.
On Flowing Cloud Peak, the clouds are the densest. The mountain body seems to be cultivating, continuously inhaling and exhaling surrounding cloud Qi, forming countless cloud images.
Eight major peaks!
Besides these, there are subsidiary peaks, smaller peaks, and broken peaks.
Ning Zhuo is currently positioned halfway up a small peak, with a colossal palace behind him, containing a Teleportation Array.
The number of these small peaks and subsidiary peaks is numerous, and Ning Zhuo even saw a hill floating among the clouds.
Some peaks feature flying pavilions with flowing elixirs and palatial jade towers, while others have flower gardens, herb patches, beast corrals, and celestial pools.
Numerous cultivators traverse between these peaks, resembling flying ants. Some ride swords to soar, others ride demon beasts or cloud beasts, some maneuver Mechanism Airships, while others cloud ride.
Indeed—
A thousand tiers of cloud patterns lock the mysterious skies, eight pillars towering to guard the nine dragons.
Array Plates with star talismans form a sea, beast nests cloud herding green youth.
Elixir burns nine transformations, condensing blood in the rosy clouds, Thunder prohibitions encircle thrice, chains bind terror.
Sword cries inverts and hangs with tears of beings, vine dances a hundred herbs devour immortal traces.
Fuyao rages, sweeping Qiankun’s Qi, Flowing Cloud inhales, breathing the void of ten thousand tribulations.
Suddenly witnessing jade towers raining stars, then realizing this place is not a dream!
Wen Ruanyu, situated beside Ning Zhuo, timely introduced, "The eight major peaks are not areas ordinary cultivators can tread, even if I want to climb them, I must report in advance."
He pointed with his hand tracing a circle, "But on these small peaks, distributed are the sect’s Sixteen Halls, places where the young nephew will often frequent in the future, best familiarized early."
Ning Zhuo, curious, transmitted thoughts through divine sense to inquire, "Senior Wen, esteemed as a Golden Core True Transmission of the Myriad Images Sect, can’t freely enter and exit the eight peaks either?"
Wen Ruanyu chuckled bitterly, "Even your mother doesn’t have that privilege. Our sect is vast, with numerous members, hence there are many Golden Core True Transmissions as well... and among these are numerous internal matters your mother hasn’t disclosed to you, likely due to too much involvement coupled with changing circumstances. Once I complete my duties, I’ll explain."
Pausing momentarily, Wen Ruanyu continued, "Of course, I’ll need some time to ascertain the current sect situation, for I’ve been away from the sect for too long."
"Do you really want to act alone and not reside in my cave mansion?"
Ning Zhuo shook his head, again refusing, "Since the environment is safe, I prefer to measure this spiritual land personally with my own feet. After all, this is the sect my mother joined."
Wen Ruanyu laughed softly, thought of Senior Sister Meng Yaoyin, and sighed again.
He patted Ning Zhuo’s shoulder, and before departing, once again advised him, if faced with an emergency, Ning Zhuo should not hesitate, directly crush the Jade Pendant to alert him. He will do his utmost to assist!
At the White Paper Immortal City, nothing else aside, Wen Ruanyu already became Ning Zhuo’s most reliable ally within the Myriad Images Sect.
This is not only due to the camaraderie between Meng Yaoyin and Wen Ruanyu, Wen Ruanyu’s admiration and respect for Meng Yaoyin but also Wen Ruanyu’s great optimism towards Ning Zhuo himself!
The two exchanged a few more words before parting ways at the square.
Wen Ruanyu produced a strand of Green Cloud, single-handedly behind, gracefully and composedly departed.
Ning Zhuo, like other cultivators, also left the area.
Being naturally cautious, newly arriving at a treasured place, he naturally wouldn’t take out the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon—for this is typically used by Nascent Soul Level cultivators. Ning Zhuo, being just a small Foundation Establishment, using it would be overly ostentatious.
The Myriad Images Sect is about to hold the Feiyun Conference, attracting numerous cultivators with the aim to join the sect. Hence, the sect also issues tasks, dispatching many cultivators specifically to guide newcomers.
Ning Zhuo found one of the cultivators responsible for guiding and wanted to simply inquire about the location, but this cultivator took out a bunch of Jade Slips, "These are my self-made Jade Slips, containing a rough sect map and detailed introductions. If the fellow Daoist needs them, only ten Low Grade Spirit Stones are required."
The guiding cultivator merely in the Qi Refinement Realm, facing Ning Zhuo, an outsider at Foundation Establishment, rubbed his hands, his eyes gleaming.