My Master Knows It All

414: Chapter 166: Grand Preceptor, I am Now the Peak Master of Four Treasures Peak_1 414: Chapter 166: Grand Preceptor, I am Now the Peak Master of Four Treasures Peak_1 Cao Zhen’s newly refined Flying Boat was significantly stronger than before, and it also benefitted from the addition of Wu Jianzi.

He had never known what realm of cultivation Wu Jianzi belonged to until Wu Jianzi began to control the Flying Boat.

It was then that he realized Wu Jianzi had reached the Perfect Completion Golden Core stage.

Ten Golden Cores, each one an exceptional Golden Core!

The Flying Boat, naturally, operated based on the controller’s cultivation base—the higher the cultivation, the faster the flight speed.

The group left the Thousand Caves Door and arrived at the Capital City in only seven days, much faster than they had anticipated.

During this journey, Cao Zhen had seen many cities, with several being prosperous.

However, neither the bustling Set Soil City nor the provincial Yong Feng City could compare to the Capital City.

Astounding!

From atop the Flying Boat, he could see the outline of the Capital City in the distance, and the only thought echoing in his mind was of shock.

Majestic and imposing.

From the Flying Boat, it was apparent that the Capital City was a perfect square, surrounded by towering walls that stretched into the distance.

By estimation, any one side of the city’s walls spanned over a hundred miles.

“Let’s descend,” Lan Pili suddenly spoke after the Flying Boat had been flying down for a while, “According to the rules of the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty, within ten miles of the Capital City, unless under special circumstances, no one is allowed to fly above ground.”

Cao Zhen nodded in understanding.

There had been flight regulations on Earth, so it was not surprising for the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty to have similar rules.

After securing the Flying Boat, he stepped down and, like Wu Jianzi and the others, started walking toward the Capital City.

The official road outside the Capital City was exceptionally wide.

He estimated that even eight horse-drawn carriages could travel side by side without issue.

Even before entering the Capital City, he could sense its prosperity.

Along the official roads, there was a constant stream of travelers, and it was evident that these people were living comfortably—at least their clothes bore no patches, nor did he see anyone who seemed malnourished or emaciated.

Cao Zhen nodded slightly.

In such an ancient agricultural society, being able to provide enough food for the people was no easy feat.

Other places aside, judging from this area alone, the Grand Preceptor seemed to manage the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty quite well.

Eventually, he reached the outskirts of the Capital City.

The Capital City of the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty, with its lofty walls and a lengthy moat encircling it, appeared much like those of ancient Earth.

Beneath the towering city gates, two squads of soldiers guarded each entrance, inspecting the travel permits of everyone seeking to enter.

Cao Zhen once again sensed the distinctiveness of the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty, the equality between Immortals and commoners.

The gates of the Capital City had no special entrances for Immortals; there was only one entrance per gate, and Immortals, too, had to queue and await their turn with the common folk.

The Capital City was indeed bustling—on every side it had eight gates, making thirty-two gates in total.

But even so, Cao Zhen and his entourage waited approximately the time it takes an incense stick to burn before it was their turn to enter.

After inspecting the document Lan Pili presented, the soldiers guarding the gate stepped aside and pointed inward, saying, “After entering the city, continue straight for ten miles, then turn left into Immortal Hosting Street.

Keep going along the road, and you will find the Immortal Market.”

Lan Pili did not reply but simply nodded in acknowledgment before leading Cao Zhen and the others into the city.

The moment they entered, Wu Jianzi turned to Cao Zhen with a polite fist and palm salute, “Elder Cao, during this visit to the Capital City, I must meet with an old friend of my Master.

After I have seen the Elder, I will find you at the Immortal Market.”

“No trouble at all, attend to your matters first,” Cao Zhen gestured with his hand in farewell to Wu Jianzi, then continued walking in the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty’s most important city.

The streets within the Capital City were also extraordinarily wide, yet walking here sometimes still required dodging pedestrians.

There were simply too many people in the Capital City.

He remembered seeing a report on Earth that, at the height of its prosperity, Chang’an City of the Tang Dynasty had a population of a million people.

He did not know how many people lived in this Capital City, but judging from the crowds he saw along the way, he felt the population here must far exceed that of ancient Chang’an City.

Because there were so many people and flying was not an option, their progress on foot was slow.

Moreover, as it was the disciples’ first time in the Capital City, they too were astonished by its prosperity and walked curiously, looking around just like Cao Zhen.

The group walked for the time it takes two incense sticks to burn before they finally arrived at the Immortal Market.

Cao Zhen previously thought Yong Feng City’s Immortal Market was large enough, but now, after arriving in the Capital City, he realized what truly large meant.

Though the Grand Preceptor always said that Immortals were no different from mortals, it was evident that the Immortal Market was distinct from other buildings.

Clearly, the Grand Preceptor knew that despite treating Immortals the same as mortals, the daily cultivation practices of Immortal Cultivation practitioners or their other activities still could affect the common people, so a separate area for the Immortal Market was still designated.

No sooner had the Hundred Peaks Sect disciples approached the entrance of the Immortal Market than a middle-aged man in official attire, who looked utterly ordinary except for the constant smile on his face, came forward to greet them.

This smile wasn’t obsequious but rather one of warmth.