Decision, Yunlan Mountain

Chapter 2 Decision, Yunlan Mountain

Jingguo, Yunzhou, Cangyun City, Wangjiang Tower.

Cangyun City is a mortal city in Yunzhou, in the southern part of Jing Kingdom. It was built on the banks of the Cangyun River, with well-developed water transportation and a large population.

Wangjiang Tower is the tallest restaurant in Cangyun City, with five floors. Sitting on the top floor and looking down through the windows, you can see the entire city of Cangyun.

Not long after Zhou Chun left the mountain forest, he arrived in Cangyun City and stayed there for more than a month.

And this Wangjiang Tower is the place he visits most often.

Immortals do not dwell among mortals. Although Cangyun City has a permanent population of over 100,000, Zhou Chun observed for half a month and did not see many cultivators at all.

Even if one sometimes sees cultivators, it's mostly because they're just passing through and taking a break; they have no intention of staying here for long.

Therefore, Zhou Chun is definitely very safe staying here.

However, Cangyun City, a mortal city, is a mixed place with shallow spiritual energy, making it unsuitable for cultivation.

Even if Zhou Chun had the stone jar, which would make him immune to the erosion of the turbid evil energy, it would be impossible for him to stay and cultivate here for a long time.

In fact, the main reason he stayed here for more than a month was to recuperate and process the information from his previous life's memories.

Now, more than a month has passed, and he has almost completely digested and organized all of his predecessor's memories from the past twenty-one years.

Zhou Chun already had a general idea of ​​how he should proceed in this world of cultivation.

I came, and I conquered.

That's the thought of a delusional teenager.

However, now that he had come to such a magnificent world of cultivation, and had just become one of the cultivators, Zhou Chun was determined to see the wonders of this world.

If he could, he would like to know more and see if there really are immortals in this world, and if there really are people who can live forever!

To achieve all this, it would be extremely difficult to be a lone cultivator all by oneself.

So after thinking about it for a few days, Zhou Chun decided to follow the original owner's original idea and go to Black Soil Ridge in Lanzhou, Jingguo, to return to the embrace of the Three Absolutes Sect.

However, the journey from Cangyun City to Heitu Ridge in Lanzhou is still a long way, and the road ahead may not be peaceful.

Zhou Chun still needs to think about how to get there.

Two days later, several cargo ships bound for Yushan City in Lanzhou departed from the Cangyun City dock and slowly sailed upstream away from Cangyun City.

On the lead cargo and passenger ship, Zhou Chun, dressed in white and carrying a sword, stood gracefully on the deck, arms crossed, gazing at the river scenery on both banks.

"Young Master Zhou, although the route is generally safe, there is no guarantee that some bandits will not have malicious intentions towards the fleet."

"If such a thing were to happen, I hope that you, young hero, would be willing to draw your sword and lend a hand. The fleet will naturally reward you afterwards."

Behind Zhou Chun, a short, wiry, bald man with a short blade at his waist looked at him with awe and whispered the fleet owner's request.

"Zhou is aware of this."

Zhou Chun did not turn around, but simply responded with a word.

Having received this answer, the bald man dared not ask any further questions. He simply bowed to the man and turned to return to report.

That's right, Zhou Chun is playing the role of a martial arts hero who is preparing to go to Lanzhou to challenge other martial arts masters.

The reason the bald man was so respectful to him was because he had subdued the fleet in one move in order to gain their trust.

At that time, Zhou Chun had only cast a first-tier low-grade spell, "Light Body Technique," on himself.

Because the first half of the journey was against the current, the fleet's speed was not fast, and it could only travel less than a hundred miles a day.

It wasn't until after traveling for more than ten days and entering another waterway that the fleet's speed increased due to favorable winds and currents.

Half a month after Zhou Chun boarded the ship, the fleet finally left the predominantly plains territory of Yunzhou and entered the mountainous territory of Lanzhou.

During this period, the water bandits the bald man mentioned never appeared.

That afternoon, as the fleet passed a river bend, a whistle suddenly sounded from the reeds on both sides, and seven or eight small boats rushed out from there, heading straight for the fleet.

"Oh no, they're river bandits!"

On the cargo ship, the bald man's expression changed drastically and he exclaimed in alarm when he saw the men with bows and knives on the small boat.

Because of his shout, several arrows shot towards him at the same time, which frightened him so much that he quickly lay down on the ground and rolled back into the cabin.

Zhou Chun, who was resting in the cabin, quickly came out of the cabin after hearing the bald man's shouts.

He looked up at the water and frowned when he saw that there were thirty or forty bandits.

With so many enemies, and equipped with powerful weapons like bows and arrows, he fears he will have a hard time dealing with them if he doesn't use magic.

Once magic is used, it will be difficult to stay in the fleet any longer.

"Well, we've already entered Lanzhou territory. Even if we switch to land routes, it will only take a few days to reach Black Soil Ridge."

With a thought flashing through his mind, Zhou Chun quickly made a decision.

He immediately made a hand seal and cast a spell. Soon, a ball of blazing flame appeared in his hand. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the flame transformed into a fist-sized fireball that shot towards a small boat.

Instantly, a loud "boom" rang out, and the entire small boat was blown to pieces by the fireball. The six or seven bandits on board, their bodies engulfed in flames, screamed as they fell into the river.

This scene terrified the remaining bandits, sending chills down their spines.

"It's magic, magic! There are cultivators on the fleet!"

One of the seemingly knowledgeable bandits couldn't help but cry out in alarm, then immediately knelt down and kowtowed before the cargo ship flying towards him with fireballs, pleading, "Immortal Master, spare our lives! Spare our lives! We had no intention of offending you!"

As soon as he said this, the remaining bandits were so frightened that they immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Please, Immortal Master, spare my life!"

Because of the powerful reputation of the cultivators, they didn't even dare to run away.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Chun immediately shouted coldly, "Get out of here, all of you! Don't let me see you again!"

However, they did not want to commit further killings.

After the bandits left, thanking him profusely, the merchants, guards, and boatmen on the cargo ship, who were also stunned, suddenly realized what had happened and all looked at Zhou Chun.

Soon, the owner of the fleet, a merchant surnamed Wu, brought a bald man to Zhou Chun.

"I was unaware that the Immortal Master was here. I apologize for any neglect or offense caused."

Upon seeing Zhou Chun, the portly businessman surnamed Wu immediately bowed and thanked him profusely for what had just happened.

"Boss Wu, you're too kind. I've been able to cultivate in peace thanks to the caravan's care along the way. This is just a small token of my gratitude."

Zhou Chun waved her hand gently, indicating that she didn't care.

Then, looking at the businessman surnamed Wu in front of him, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly said, "Mr. Wu, have you met other cultivators before? I don't think you seem to have the same awe that ordinary people have for cultivators!"

His words directly exposed the insincerity in the merchant surnamed Wu's earlier words, causing the merchant's eyes to widen in panic. He hurriedly cried out, "No, no, no, please forgive me, Immortal Master! I had absolutely no intention of disrespecting you!"

After saying that, he knelt down before Zhou Chun on the spot.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Chun shook his head and said, "Boss Wu, there's no need for that. I was just asking casually. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to."

The merchant surnamed Wu dared not take his words seriously. After wiping away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, he hurriedly replied respectfully, "I dare not deceive you, Immortal Master. I have traveled all over the country and have indeed seen several Immortal Masters and witnessed them perform magic."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chun's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but ask, "Oh, do you know of any nearby markets where cultivators gather?"

He asked the question casually, not really expecting the businessman surnamed Wu to be able to answer it.

After all, only cultivators know about and can enter the Cultivator Market; how could mortals possibly know about it?

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the merchant surnamed Wu hesitated for a moment before replying in a low voice, "I once heard a rumor that immortal masters are often seen in Yunlan Mountain in Lanzhou. Perhaps the market that the immortal master is looking for is there."

"Yunlan Mountain? Is it far from here?"

Zhou Chun's eyes lit up, and he looked intently at the businessman surnamed Wu.

"It's not far. After landing here, it's about two hundred li to the northeast."

After a quick mental calculation, the businessman surnamed Wu whispered the answer.

"Two hundred li is indeed not far."

Zhou Chun nodded slightly, then said directly to the businessman surnamed Wu, "Thank you for the information, Boss Wu. I will not travel with you any further. Until we meet again."

Without waiting for the merchant surnamed Wu to respond, he immediately made a hand seal and chanted an incantation to cast a first-tier mid-grade spell called "Wind Control Technique." Then, with his clothes fluttering, he rode the wind and flew across a water surface of more than ten zhang without his feet touching the water, landing on the riverbank.

Then, with another powerful push against the grassy bank, his body leaped into the air again, soaring more than ten feet into the forest, and soon disappeared completely from the sight of the mortals on the boat.

"Riding the wind, each step covering ten zhang—truly a divine skill!"

On the cargo ship, the businessman surnamed Wu looked enviously in the direction where the figure disappeared, and then spoke with emotion.

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