The flying boat of Lingxiao Sect slowly landed outside Yunxuan City. In the distance, the towering spiritual energy tower reached the sky. Spiritual light flowed on the streets, and mechas shuttled back and forth. A scene of prosperity and majesty coexisting came into everyone's eyes.
Chu Yang was the first to jump off the flying boat, his eyes shining brightly as if they were illuminated by psychic lights. "Xiao Fan! Look! This is Yunxuan City! I heard it's the largest city on Yunxuan Star. It's ten times more prosperous than Lingyun City. It's a paradise for cultivators!"
Xiang Fan cautiously poked his head out, the street's intense psychic energy surging towards him. Various mechas flew by, his gaze fixed on the scene. "How can this place... be so bustling? There are so many mechas, and each one feels far superior to the ones in the sect market."
Lu Qingli walked down from the front of the flying boat, his posture straight and upright. He glanced at everyone with a serious look and said calmly, "Remember, this is Yunxuan City, not the back mountain of the sect. Keep a low profile and don't cause trouble."
Chu Yang curled his lips and muttered quietly, "Who would care about us little shrimps?" Before he could finish his words, Lu Qingli's gaze swept over him like a sword. He immediately changed his tone, "Yes, yes, Senior Sister is wise. We will never cause trouble! We will definitely be more peaceful than Lingjiu Peak!"
Xiang Fan, standing nearby, broke out in a cold sweat as he listened. He quickly tugged at Chu Yang's sleeve and whispered, "Brother, just listen to me and stop talking nonsense."
Chu Yang waved his hand: "I know, I know. I was just expressing my feelings casually. It's not called causing trouble." Then he glanced at the stalls on the street, his eyes full of the light of an adventurer.
The group walked along the main street into the city. The stalls on both sides were filled with high-tech spiritual tools and cultivation props. There were monks selecting runes, mecha pilots studying parts, and vendors shouting their wares. The strong atmosphere of the market was dizzying.
Chu Yang jumped three feet high with excitement. "This is the life of a cultivator! Look at those mecha parts! I must take some back. There aren't so many good things in the sect market."
Xiang Fan was attracted by the parts on the stall. After taking a closer look at the price tags, he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "These parts... are actually cheaper than those in the sect market, and the quality doesn't look bad either..."
Lu Qingli walked in front of the team, stopped, turned back and reminded: "Everyone, follow me to the Star Lord's Mansion to complete the mission first, and then you can act freely. Remember, you must gather on time and not act without permission."
Upon hearing this, Chu Yang immediately leaned over to Xiang Fan's ear and excitedly said, "After Senior Sister completes the mission, I'll take you to the Spirit Wine Shop! I heard the spirit wine there can make even a Jindan cultivator drunk for three days and three nights. How can you not try it?"
Xiang Fan scratched his head, feeling somewhat helpless: "Brother, just don't get drunk yourself..."
Chu Yang patted his chest and assured confidently: "Don't worry! I've never lost a drinking game!"
Led by Lu Qingli, the team quickly arrived at the Star Lord's Mansion. It was a towering building, its exterior walls constructed from psychic crystals. It emanated a faint aura of power and light. Simply standing outside, the disciples felt an invisible sense of awe.
Lu Qingli stopped, turned around and said solemnly: "This is the Star Lord's Mansion, no loud noises are allowed, and you must obey the instructions."
Chu Yang originally wanted to say something, but when he looked up and saw the majestic building, he opened his mouth and swallowed it back, and could only force out a flattering smile.
Xiang Fan, trailing at the end of the group, secretly glanced up at the Star Lord's Mansion. The dazzling psychic light left him a bit dazed. He sighed inwardly, "This is the core of Yunxuan Star... I wonder what stories a place like this might hold."
The team entered the Star Lord's Mansion in a solemn atmosphere. Amidst the flickering light and shadow, an unknown adventure quietly began.
The central square of Yunxuan City's market was bustling with activity. Amidst the hustle and bustle, a heated debate over spiritual cultivation and technology attracted a large number of onlookers. In the center of the square, two groups of cultivators clashed, the atmosphere tense.
A cultivator in traditional Taoist robes raised the spirit sword in his hand and spoke in a powerful voice: "The foundation of cultivation is always oneself! Technology is just a crutch on the path of cultivation. It can only assist, but can never replace true cultivation!"
On the other side, a tech-savvy cultivator scoffed as he fiddled with a sleek psychic chip in his hand. His voice was high-pitched, "Crutch? This crutch has long outrun your legs! Technology is the path to immortality in the future. We use our wisdom to break through the limitations of talent and transform worthless people into geniuses!"
The crowd of onlookers was suddenly in an uproar, and the monks whispered to each other. Some agreed with the technology faction's ideas, while others scoffed at this idea.
"Technological things are indeed novel, but they all sound like heresy." An elderly traditional monk stroked his beard with deep disdain on his face.
"Weird? Haha! The combat effectiveness of technological mechas is obvious to all. Who can say that this is evil? I heard that Emperor Ye Tian of the Baixing Sect defeated a group of traditional cultivators by relying on technology!" A young cultivator spoke in a loud voice with a bit of excitement in his tone.
Lu Qingli stood at the outskirts of the crowd, observing the arguing parties coldly. Then, she whispered to the disciples beside her, "Remember, this kind of argument is meaningless. The Lingxiao Sect emphasizes the strength of one's own cultivation. Don't be deceived by these outsiders."
Chu Yang's eyes lit up as he listened, but he lowered his voice and said to Xiang Fan, "Xiao Fan, listen to these people, they're talking like it's real. Technological immortality? It still relies on those weird machines, and even their spiritual energy isn't pure!"
Xiang Fan pursed his lips, watching the debate in the center of the square. He spoke slowly, "Technology is indeed powerful, but the core of cultivation should still lie in oneself. It's just that...some of the ideas of the technology faction do seem to make sense."
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