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"Ah, it's Brother Wei! When you arrive in Eryuan City, please be sure to visit us at the Feathered Pavilion." A guard from the Feathered Pavilion cupped his fists in a serious invitation.
"Wei Chenyu, don't forget, I still owe you money," Zhu, the Shopkeeper said with a broad smile. For such a talented youth, merely at the Third Rank Fate Soul Realm, who could slay the 'Old Woman' and 'Grandpa,' how could he not try to win him over?
Wei Chen thanked him one by one, nodding in agreement. But whether he would actually go when the time came was still uncertain.
Zhu, the Shopkeeper personally helped Wei Chen up and escorted him back to his private room. Before leaving, he left behind a vial filled with healing elixirs.
"This Zhu, the Shopkeeper really knows how to treat people well," Wei Chen remarked as he inspected the elixirs. Finding no issues, he tilted his head back and poured them all into his mouth, beginning to meditate.
Ni Junlin quietly watched him. She was fully aware of everything that had just happened on the deck, yet she showed no intention of stepping out to help.
Perhaps it was just as she thought; once they reached Eryuan City, she would disappear and no longer follow Wei Chen.
Calm soon returned to the deck. Wu Yi also returned to his own private room, not far from Wei Chen's. Between the rooms lay profound formations that prevented eavesdropping; under normal circumstances, it was impossible to overhear others' conversations.
But Ni Junlin was an exception.
As an Ancient Beast with strong sensing abilities, even now she possessed peak strength at the Eighth Rank Soul Realm. Eavesdropping was practically effortless for her. This warship was designed for Soul Warriors below the Sixth Rank and wealthy merchants; who would have thought that a powerful figure capable of flight at the Eighth Rank Soul Realm would also be aboard?
In the Ling Sheng Dynasty, those high-ranking Eighth Rank Soul Realm experts had their own warships provided by the Cloud Spirit Sect!
Thus, Wu Yi, separated by just one room, never considered that he might be overheard. His conversation with several subordinates was clearly heard by Ni Junlin.
"What is that kid's true strength?" Wu Yi asked.
"My subordinate feels that he should be at the second level of Fate Soul Realm, close to the third," one guard respectfully replied.
"Then how did he kill the 'Old Woman' and 'Grandpa'? Those two were not weak at all," Wu Yi exclaimed angrily.
"Unknown attributes, perhaps he has cultivated some powerful Soul Technique?" one of the guards said cautiously, fearing he might say something wrong. Young Master Wu Yi had quite a temper. If he were in a good mood, why would he have been driven out of Eryuan City?
Wu Yi pondered for a moment and then asked, "What are the chances of the four of you working together to kill him?"
"We are all at the mid-level of the Power Realm, so theoretically, dealing with someone at the initial stage of the Fate Soul Realm should be no problem... but he was able to kill Old Woman and the Elder..."
The four guards exchanged glances, their eyes filled with apprehension, lacking any confidence.
"Worthless trash!" Wu Yi scolded angrily, narrowing his eyes. "It seems I have no choice but to seek help from Old Liu."
"Old Liu?" The guards' faces turned pale, not daring to respond.
"Get lost, you four useless fools." Wu Yi dismissed them, ending the conversation.
Wei Chen was recuperating; his chest had been crushed, but as long as his internal organs were unharmed, it wasn't a serious injury. With the healing medicine provided by Zhu, the Shopkeeper, he was recovering quickly.
Meanwhile, Ni Junlin sat nearby, her bright eyes fixed on Wei Chen. Her expression shifted rapidly between sadness and smiles, nostalgia and longing.
"In this world, your name is Wei Chen? Sigh, I sensed your presence from the moment you entered Sword Mountain. But what a pity that at that time, I didn't know how closely you were connected to that Spirit Wisdom Realm Soul Warrior! I thought if I wiped them out, you would have to rely on me."
"If I had the chance to make that choice again, perhaps I would still do it. A woman's heart is always selfish, isn't it? Even with a man, I wouldn't want to share your trust with anyone!"
A strange smile appeared on Ni Junlin's face as she secretly thought: "Once we reach Eryuan City, I will still follow you. I want you to get used to my presence and become unable to live without me. In this world, I want to protect you and marry you; that has been my dream for countless years."
"The death of that Spirit Wisdom Realm Soul Warrior... well, it wasn't my doing; it has nothing to do with me. It was all the work of the Sword Mountain Spirit..." Ni Junlin mused, her expression becoming even more enigmatic.
The next morning, Wei Chen slowly opened his eyes. After a night of recuperation, his injuries had healed, and his Soul Power was at its peak state. He faintly sensed signs of breaking through to the third level of the Fate Soul Realm.
Thinking about the enemies he might face in Eryuan City, Wei Chen understood that every bit of strength was a safeguard for his life. He closed his eyes again and activated the Soul Refinement Technique, channeling the abundant Soul Power within his Life Soul through the Zhongchong and Laogong acupoints, moving towards the third acupoint, Daling Acupoint, in the Fate Soul Realm.
The vast Soul Power gathered around the Daling Acupoint, continuously impacting its walls, peeling away layer by layer.
Wei Chen was drenched in sweat; the process of peeling away was excruciating, like steel needles piercing through his fingers. Yet at the same time, it was a pleasurable experience. The pain of being pricked also signified that he was close to a breakthrough.
After enduring this torment for half an hour, even the thickest cocoon could be stripped away. Finally, Wei Chen's Daling Acupoint was breached, and a torrent of Soul Power surged in, bringing him immense joy.
Upon reaching the third level of the Fate Soul Realm, Wei Chen could clearly feel that the Sword Mountain Spirit within his Life Soul was accelerating the operation of his Life Soul's chakra, allowing him to absorb Soul Power at a faster rate. A large amount of Soul Power flowed into Wei Chen's Life Soul, condensing and compressing, ready to be unleashed as a Soul Technique to slay enemies or to push towards the next realm.
"Did you break through?" Ni Junlin asked softly as he noticed Wei Chen's relaxed expression and slightly elevated aura.
"Yes, I've reached the third level of the Fate Soul Realm," Wei Chen replied as he stood up and stretched his body, feeling fantastic. If he continued cultivating at this pace, perhaps by the time he enrolled in the Ancient Spirit Academy, he would be able to break through to a higher level of the Fate Soul Realm. If that happened, his chances of entering the Ancient Spirit Academy would increase significantly.
In terms of cultivation realms within Three Souls and Seven Spirits, the so-called initial stage refers to levels one through three; the intermediate stage encompasses levels four through six; while level seven is considered advanced.
"According to Musa's method, the Ancient Spirit Academy values quality over quantity, so it's normal for their selection process to be strict. They can stand against the Soul Palace and are completely opposed in Eastern Wasteland; it’s likely that their relations in Linghuang City are not friendly either. Joining the Ancient Spirit Academy would facilitate my actions," Wei Chen resolved to join the Ancient Spirit Academy, with the Soul Palace being a major factor.
Another day passed peacefully, and Eryuan City appeared before Wei Chen's eyes. Looking out, Eryuan City was situated on a plateau surrounded by perilous peaks, resembling a colossal city built within a volcanic crater. The city was square-shaped, measuring two hundred miles on each side—several times larger than Jinling City.
From the map of Ling Sheng Dynasty, Wei Chen learned that Eryuan City belonged to a traditional power range of sects.
"Wei Chenyu, once we disembark from the Warship, please accompany me to Fuyuan Trading Company's headquarters first. Don't forget that I still owe you two million taels of silver," Zhu, the Shopkeeper said with a slightly flattering smile as he approached Wei Chen who was gazing at Eryuan City from the deck.
"Alright," Wei Chen nodded and then thought of something else and asked, "Zhu, how large is your Fuyuan Trading Company?"
"Not to boast," Zhu said proudly, "but Fuyuan Trading Company is the largest Merchant Guild within Eryuan City and has business dealings with hundreds of cities surrounding it. I am Shopkeeper Shen from Jinling City's branch." Zhu puffed out his chest with great pride.
"Is that so... Then, can you buy Third-Rank and Fourth-Rank Soul Skills within your Merchant Guild?" Wei Chen asked tentatively.
"Even Sixth Rank or Seventh-Rank Soul Skills can be purchased, as long as you have enough money," Zhu, the Shopkeeper replied confidently. As the head of the Fuyuan Trading Company branch in Jinling City, he was already considered part of the elite.
"Oh? You have Seventh-Rank Soul Skills too?" Wei Chen was somewhat surprised.
"Of course we do, but..." Zhu, the Shopkeeper's expression turned awkward as he pondered, "Seventh-Rank Soul Skills are definitely not available in Eryuan City. If someone needs them, we can help procure them from Linghuang City..."
Wei Chen couldn't help but chuckle inwardly; there was a significant difference in what he had just said! This old fellow seemed to be quite the braggart, and his words were filled with embellishments.
"I see. I'll take a good look then; I need some Third-Rank and Fourth-Rank Soul Techniques." Wei Chen thought about the dozens of Soul Jades he had hidden away, the lowest being Fifth-Rank. Once his cultivation level increased, those items would become his most valuable wealth, eliminating the need to spend money on purchases.
"Sure thing! With Old Man here to guide you, we can negotiate on the prices," Zhu, the Shopkeeper calculated, already envisioning a hefty profit with a beaming smile on his face.
About half an hour later, the Warship did not fly directly over Eryuan City but stopped outside the city instead.
"Friend, Warships cannot enter the city unless they are from the Lord's Manor; only those have the privilege to enter. Moreover, Eryuan City is extremely valuable land. With hundreds of Warships under Feathered Pavilion's banner parked in Eryuan City, how much space would that require? After disembarking from the Warship, there will be carriages to pick you up. No matter where you go, Feathered Pavilion will provide free escort service," Zhu, the Shopkeeper explained to Wei Chen, clearing up his confusion.
At this moment, passengers began to disembark from the Warship and boarded nearby carriages, scattering in different directions.
"Brother, here is our invitation from Feathered Pavilion. If you have time, we hope you'll visit us," a guard from Feathered Pavilion handed Wei Chen a gilded invitation. Wei Chen accepted it as a sign of agreement.
"Kid, you'd better be careful; Eryuan City is not a place where you can act recklessly," Wu Yi threw out a harsh remark before leaving with his guards.
Wei Chen smiled and didn't take it to heart as he followed Zhu, the Shopkeeper into a carriage. Meanwhile, Ni Junlin had vanished without a trace when the Warship approached Eryuan City.
"Friend, where is your companion?" Zhu, the Shopkeeper asked in confusion upon noticing Ni Junlin was not boarding the carriage.
"Let her go, she isn't traveling with me anyway," Wei Chen said helplessly.
Zhu, the Shopkeeper's expression turned serious as he spoke in a low voice, "Friend, it's not like you. It's normal for young people to argue, but Eryuan City is not Jinling City. Your companion is exceptionally beautiful; can you really let her wander alone in Eryuan City?"
Wei Chen shrugged helplessly. How could he explain this? Should he bluntly tell him that the fragile woman in his eyes possessed the strength to annihilate all the powerful beings in Eryuan City?
Seeing Wei Chen's displeased expression, Zhu, the Shopkeeper sighed slightly and chose not to say more.
An hour later, the carriage stopped at the entrance of Fuyuan Trading Company headquarters. Zhu, the Shopkeeper and Wei Chen stepped out one after another.
The Fuyuan Trading Company headquarters occupied an entire building, towering twelve stories high. The bustling crowd at the entrance suggested that business was extremely boisterous.
Wei Chen stared in astonishment at the open door. Was that... pure gold?
"Friend, let's go inside," Zhu, the Shopkeeper said with a smile, leading the way. He seemed quite pleased with Wei Chen's astonishment and felt a sense of pride within himself.
As they entered the Merchant Guild, Wei Chen was instantly dazzled by the throngs of people and the array of goods on display.
"Wei Chen? What are you doing here?"
A voice filled with surprise, joy, disbelief, and other emotions echoed in Wei Chen's mind.
His heart raced as he recognized that voice—was it Zhao Yu?
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