Chapter 713

Chapter 713: Unfavorable Years

Wang Chen’s destination for this journey was Qianxing Immortal City, located ten thousand miles from Yongle Immortal City.

Qianxing Immortal City was also one of the cities within the Nine States Immortal Alliance, and its power and scale far surpassed Yongle Immortal City.

According to the chaos of time classification, Yongle Immortal City was rated as Xuan level, while Qianxing Immortal City was rated as Di level.

Since Wang Chen had registered in Yongle Immortal City’s immortal registry, he had the freedom to enter and exit most of the cities within the Immortal Alliance and the right to live, settle, work, and run businesses there.

He chose Qianxing Immortal City as the second stop on his long journey of cultivation because it was known for its thriving commerce. Rumor had it that over a thousand immortal merchants and big traders gathered in the city, earning it the name "Qianxing."

Wang Chen hoped to gather the condensing elixir treasures he needed in Qianxing Immortal City.

Then, he aimed to advance to Golden Core!

Making this decision was certainly the result of deep deliberation on Wang Chen’s part, and he had made ample preparations.

To this end, he specially purchased a map of the Nine States from Wanbao Pavilion.

This map was of spirit tool grade.

But just as Wang Chen was fully focused on his journey, he suddenly experienced a chilling sensation.

It felt as if he had been targeted by a monstrous Giant Beast from ancient times, causing a primal fear to rise within him.

Wang Chen abruptly looked up and was astonished to discover a gigantic flying ship hovering directly above him!

The feeling of danger came from this unexpectedly appearing flying ship.

Before Wang Chen could react, a beam of white light shot out from the ship’s belly, instantly illuminating him!

Wang Chen’s breath momentarily halted, and the magical power within his body instantly froze; he couldn’t move at all.

The next moment, the white light from the flying ship suddenly shrank, pulling Wang Chen, along with the Longyuan Sword he was controlling, away without any ability to resist!

After a moment of feeling like the world was spinning, Wang Chen found himself in a hidden chamber.

"Got another one," a rather flippant voice reached his ears. "You fly pretty fast."

Although a storm of anxiety surged in his heart, Wang Chen remained composed even in the face of crisis.

He quickly retracted the Longyuan Sword into his body and respectfully addressed the speaker: "I am Wang Chen, a townsfolk of Yongle Immortal City. I do not know how I have offended your side, so please enlighten me."

Wang Chen suspected that the one controlling this flying ship was a Nascent Soul true immortal because of the terrifying power displayed.

However, since they had only captured him and had not inflicted any harm, Wang Chen tried to see if he could communicate.

For that reason, he spoke honestly, lowering his posture to establish his identity.

One must bow their head under the eaves!

The speaker was a young white-robed cultivator, who replied with a cheerful smile, "A townsfolk of Yongle Immortal City? What a coincidence, I am Zhao Chenhui from Yishan Sect."

"Yishan Sect?"

Wang Chen was taken aback.

He had heard of the name Yishan Sect but had no substantial knowledge about it.

Wang Chen was completely baffled as to why the other party wanted to deal with him.

"You haven’t offended us."

Zhao Chenhui, clearly seeing through Wang Chen’s thoughts, said, "To be honest, our Yishan Sect is planning to attack Yongle Immortal City soon, and we have already sealed off an area of Three Thousand Miles around it."

"Fellow traveler Wang, you currently have two choices."

Zhao Chenhui held up two fingers: "The first is to join the vanguard battle camp of our Yishan Sect. As long as you help us conquer Yongle Immortal City, you can regain your freedom, and you can formally join our Yishan Sect later."

"As for the second choice, you…"

"No need to choose!"

Wang Chen interrupted him without hesitation: "I am willing to join the vanguard battle camp!"

Was there really a need to choose?

Since the first option was merely about survival, the second must surely lead to death!

"Fellow traveler Wang is a smart person!"

Zhao Chenhui laughed heartily, clapping his hands. "This is for the best; it saves us both some trouble. However, according to the rules, I still need you to make a guarantee."

As he spoke, he handed Wang Chen a black wooden hairpin: "Please wear it."

This was clearly a restriction or even a means of slavery employed by Yishan Sect.

Wang Chen silently accepted the hairpin and inserted it into his hairstyle.

The moment Wang Chen inserted the hairpin, a frigid aura instantly invaded his Heavenly Apex acupoint, coalescing into a dark light in his Sea of Consciousness.

It was as if a bomb had been buried in Wang Chen’s head, and the remote control to detonate it was in the hands of Yishan Sect!

But at this moment, Wang Chen had no room for resistance.

The power that suppressed and bound him was still there!

"Very good!"

Zhao Chenhui praised, "Fellow traveler Wang, don’t feel wronged. Perhaps you will thank me in the future!"

Wang Chen forced a smile and said, "Maybe."

His smile was filled with bitterness and helplessness.

For a cultivator, having life and death completely controlled by another person was certainly not a pleasant experience.

Moreover, the so-called vanguard battle camp was undoubtedly a cannon fodder camp.

Yishan Sect had sealed off an area of Three Thousand Miles around Yongle Immortal City, setting up such a large operation; what good ending could the captured cultivators hope for?

Zhao Chenhui chuckled and then clapped his hands.

The door to the hidden chamber opened, and an expressionless armored battle cultivator stepped in, sternly ordering Wang Chen, "Follow me!"

Zhao Chenhui smiled and said, "Farewell, fellow traveler."

He smiled with ulterior motives.

Wang Chen followed the armored battle cultivator out of the hidden chamber, passed through a long corridor, and finally arrived in a large room.

In this room, dozens of cultivators stood or sat, representing both genders and all ages, with roughly half in Qi Training and half in Purple Palace, each dressed differently.

The only thing in common with Wang Chen was that everyone had a black wooden hairpin stuck in their heads.

They were clearly also captured cultivators meant to be cannon fodder.

As for Wang Chen’s arrival, these people merely cast a glance his way; no one spoke or discussed.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

Wang Chen found a corner, took out a cushion, and sat down.

Yishan Sect was behaving in a way that did not acknowledge human decency, but at least they kept some bottom line by not confiscating his Xumi Ring and storage bag.

Otherwise, Wang Chen would have suffered a great loss.

The valuables in his two Xumi Rings were worth an astonishing number of spirit stones.

If Zhao Chenhui conducted a search, Wang Chen didn’t think he could keep this wealth.

The other party hadn’t searched him, likely considering his cooperation or perhaps not wanting to push him to a dead end, hoping to leave some hope for him to fight back.

What an unfavorable year!

Wang Chen closed his eyes and let out a quiet sigh.

He never expected that after hiding in the library for three years, he would finally come out only to run into such troubles.

Would conquering Yongle Immortal City really restore his freedom?

Wang Chen was not that naive!

Wang Chen could assert that if he charged into battle for Yishan Sect, just like the cultivators in this room, he would definitely not survive to witness their victory.

To put it plainly, he was merely a consumable captured by Yishan Sect!