Alone in the West City.

The city tower is a thousand feet high.

The city gate is made entirely of black iron, and no one knows how it is opened and closed every day.

If it were in the mortal world, this huge creature would surely be a spectacle.

You can look out over the first city on top of Quezhou Mountain from alone.

The natural resources are rich, the majestic city is shrouded in mist, and the brilliant talents are like stars.

It is a shining pearl inlaid by the Xuanhuang human race at the ends of the earth.

There are numerous monks, immortals, and millions of mortals.

There are countless people entering and leaving the city every day.

There is no distinction between up the mountain and down the mountain.

Everyone is accustomed to these many strange sights and events.

Lu Wan, the coachman of Chenji Coach and Horse Shop in Xicheng, was driving his carriage, slowly following the river-like flow of people, queuing up to enter the city.

She is in a good mood.

Because I successfully got a customer to apply for a card yesterday.

And just now, the young man who processed the card even processed another card for the little fairy who seemed to be about to separate.

Lu Wan grew up in the lonely West City. Her family background was considered low-income in West City. There were millions of ordinary people in the city like her.

In Duyou City, if you want to completely change your destiny, the most important and convenient way is to practice.

As long as the boys and girls in Duyou City have the talent for cultivation, they may be chosen by the immortal families in Dongcheng and have a bright future.

Even if you cannot reach the top in one step, at least you can go through the screening and promotion mechanism of Youlan Mansion, obtain cultivation resources, and move up step by step.

But it's a pity, or it's normal.

Lu Wan has no talent for cultivation. Many of her peers don’t have that either. This is normal.

Let’s not talk about those geniuses who are famous in the Four Prefectures of Taiqing and Linlu Academy.

The number of cultivators who are qualified to climb the mountain is one in a thousand.

However, there are too many mortals living at the foot of the mountain, and after the great changes, the number of monks on the mountain is still very large.

In fact, this is also the reason why Zhao Rong sometimes thinks he is a waste.

Not to mention Gui, the venomous sword spirit, many of the people he knows, whether it is Qingjun, Qian'er, Wenruo or Liu Sanbian, are cultivators.

In fact, if he looked down, he would find that his aptitude for cultivation was already one in a hundred. After all, his mother and his father, whom he had never met, were also cultivators. He at least had hope of reaching the Fuyao realm.

However, if he wants to advance to the Haoran realm and truly step into the world of cultivation in this life, he is one in a hundred and is simply not good enough.

Lu Wan saw through it very early on and is very satisfied with her current career.

I have earned two low-grade spirit stones in the past two days. Well, although there are still the boss's commission, the expensive feed for the dragon colt, the debt for purchasing the carriage, etc., the actual amount I got may be less than one tenth.

But as long as you work hard, life will at least get better, right?

"Sir, since boats are not allowed to cross the river at will in the city, there are two routes to the East City. One is to cross the river outside the city and go through the East City Gate; the other is to go to the East City by taking the Dragon Bridge at the Lidu estuary at the northernmost end of the West City, crossing Lidu."

Zhao Rong looked at the flow of people outside the window, and from time to time he saw monks flying on flying treasures landing outside the city gate and walking into the city on foot.

There were also some portraits hung outside the city gate, as if offering a reward for the arrest of criminals.

Hearing this, he said without even turning his head, "Whatever, um, whoever is quicker can go."

"Then let's take the Dragon Bridge."

"Um."

"Well, young master."

"What is it?"

"To cross the Dragon Bridge, you have to pay a sum of spirit stones..."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, we should be the ones to pay for it, just go."

"Okay, sir."

Lu Wan's voice was clear.

Zhao Rong understood a little. After all, there were millions of mortals in the west of the city. If there were no restrictions, they would run to the east city where immortals lived every day. Wouldn't that be like a vegetable market?

It seems that although this Duyou City is lively, there are still some strict rules and regulations.

The carriage went all the way into the city.

We crossed the West City without stopping for too long.

Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao only appreciated the prosperity of Lower West City through the window.

At noon, they arrived at a long bridge that was magnificent and intricately built.

Spanning the east and west coasts.

This is the only bridge in the city.

The turbid yellow river water rushed under the bridge and plunged into the vast North Sea.

I remember Su Xiaoxiao mentioned that there seemed to be a dragon-slaying sword hanging under the bridge that could suppress all the water creatures in the continent.

However, Zhao Rong and his party did not stop. After paying a considerable fee, the carriage crossed the Dragon Bridge.

On the way, Lu Wan pointed to the other end of the bridge to Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao, where there was a rather ordinary building standing on a stone cliff by the sea in East City.

According to her, that was the Youlan Mansion which managed the affairs within Duyou City.

Not long.

The carriage slowly stopped in front of a nine-story tall building, standing out like a crane among chickens on this sparsely populated avenue.

The plaque at the gate indeed read "Zhaixing Tower".

Zhao Rong looked at Su Xiaoxiao who was looking back every three steps not far away, and waved with a smile.

The little girl carrying the small bookcase couldn't help but look back again, looking at him reluctantly. However, this time she seemed to have suddenly figured something out. She bit her lip, took a deep breath, stared at Zhao Rong in green, and turned around decisively.

The petite figure walked into the Zhaixing Tower without looking back.

Zhao Rong put down his hand and let out a breath.

His smile faded, and he looked carefully at the tall building and the surrounding scenery, memorized them in his mind, rubbed his face, and returned to the carriage.

Lu Wan turned around and looked at Zhao Rong's expression. "Mr. Zhao, where are we going next?"

Zhao Rong hesitated for a moment, "Linlu Academy, please excuse me, Miss Xiaowan."

Lu Wan smiled brilliantly, turned her head and waved the horsewhip.

"Mr. Zhao, you are too polite. You are Xiaowan's distinguished guest. If you need anything in the future, you can ring the bell I gave you yesterday evening at any time. As long as Xiaowan has time, she will come. If she is busy, other drivers from Chen's will come to pick you up."

Zhao Rong nodded.

It is indeed very convenient, but a bit expensive. He and Su Xiaoxiao have already used up one tenth of the spirit stones in the Chenji Crystal Card during the two long-distance trips.

The carriage started moving again, heading towards the east city gate.

According to Lu Wan, Linlu Academy is not in the city, but outside the east city, on the east bank of Lidu.

Zhao Rong looked around inside the car.

Empty.

He is the only one.

More than half a year ago, he decided to go north to return the jade.

Along the way, he met Liu Sanbian, saved Su Xiaoxiao, and got to know Lin Wenruo.

I have met too many people and too many things have happened.

He also pledged his lifelong love to Su Xiaoxiao at Poguan, even though they were on their way to return the jade to Qingjun.

But he doesn't regret it.

As long as he can bear the consequences, he will not regret any choice he makes.

Now, all the companions along the way have left.

Some are permanent, some are temporary.

Zhao Rong held the white jade token that he had raised all the way in his palm.

Now, he was alone again.

Just when Zhao Rong was lost in thought.

"Yu~"

The carriage suddenly stopped.