Wang Hao saw the teleportation array for the first time and watched with curiosity. Each teleportation required a full group of thirty people, though one could teleport alone by paying extra Spirit Stones.

Since the Wang and Li families had many members, they waited less than three days before enough people were gathered. Beside the array stood five Foundation Establishment cultivators wearing the uniform robes of the Qingyuan Sect. They handed each cultivator a teleportation talisman.

“Stick the teleportation talisman on your back, or you’ll be torn to shreds by spatial forces!”

All of them stepped onto the teleportation array and slapped the talismans onto their bodies.

The teleportation talismans emitted a faint glow, and a light curtain enveloped Wang Hao’s entire body.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators cast spells into the array. Countless array patterns around the teleportation array lit up, transforming into an immense silver pillar of light that shot into the sky, engulfing everyone’s figures.

Wang Hao only felt a slight dizziness in his head, but otherwise experienced no discomfort. When he observed his surroundings again, he found they were in a vast red hall. Nearby were dozens of teleportation arrays of varying sizes, with large numbers of cultivators coming and going.

Wang Hao and Li Derong, along with several other Foundation Establishment cultivators, were fine. However, the other Qi Refining cultivators from both families covered their mouths, vomiting and appearing unwell.

A cultivator immediately walked over from the side, asking with an unpleasant expression, “First time teleporting?”

Wang Hao nodded.

“Teleporting across millions of miles is bound to cause dizziness and vomiting for Qi Refining cultivators. It’s normal. You can rest over there for a while. Just don’t let them vomit on the teleportation array—you can’t afford to pay for that!”

Though his tone was rude, he informed Wang Hao and the others that there was no need to worry. Wang Hao cupped his hands in thanks and quickly led the The Wang Family members to a small square outside to rest.

After settling them, Wang Hao looked up and realized they were on top of a small hill. A long, wide road led straight down to a city below. The city was quite large, likely ten times the size of Qingyuan Market. Houses were arranged in an orderly fashion, distributed according to the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams formations. Large numbers of cultivators walked along the streets, mostly at the Foundation Establishment stage. He could even see over a dozen Golden Core cultivators among them.

Wang Yanfeng nervously swallowed. “Are Golden Core cultivators as common as weeds in the Outer Sea?”

“Perhaps this is a convergence point for various factions. Look at the number of teleportation arrays here,” Wang Hao remarked with a sigh. “Even ordinary Nascent Soul sects probably don’t have this level of capability!”

Wang Hao glanced in other directions but noticed that the surrounding peaks were hidden in mist, likely due to protective arrays. These were probably the residences of high-level cultivators, not to be spied upon.

After resting for a while, everyone began descending the stone steps down the hill. Before long, they arrived at the city gate, above which three large characters were inscribed: “Wanxiang City.”

Legend had it that this place was once occupied by a fourth-tier walrus beast. Walruses were social demon beasts, and there were said to be tens of thousands of them here, large and small—hence the name.

Cultivators collecting fees were also stationed at the city gate. Entering required paying two Spirit Stones. Once inside, wide and clean streets appeared before them. The streets were bustling with people and traffic, lively and vibrant.

Sensing slightly, Wang Hao found that the spiritual energy here was much denser than at Qingyuan Mountain—at least what a mid-fourth-tier or higher Spiritual Root could provide. Cultivating here would be much faster even for Foundation Establishment cultivators like Wang Hao, let alone Qi Refining cultivators like Wang Wenyan and Wang Wenmei.

No wonder Foundation Establishment cultivators were everywhere in the city! With such a treasure trove, even Four Spiritual Root cultivators could reach Qi Refining perfection before sixty!

Rows of shops lined both sides of the street, mostly two or three stories high, with some towering five or six stories among them like cranes standing out from chickens. Various signs and banners fluttered in the wind, presenting a scene of prosperity.

Wang Hao glanced around and noticed that most shops specialized in purchasing materials. Those selling finished pills, magical instruments, or talismans were in the minority—enough to show how abundant demon beast resources were in the Outer Sea.

Passing by a pill shop, Wang Hao saw various second-tier pills listed on the counter. The Vein Protection Pill, rare in Qingyuan Market, was as common as dirt here! The prices weren’t higher than in Qingyuan Market either; some types were even much cheaper. This made those who had prepared many pills feel uneasy—if only they had known to bring Spirit Stones here directly! The price difference alone could have saved thousands of Spirit Stones!

One shop selling magical instruments even displayed a radiant magic treasure at its entrance!

Wang Hao thought to himself that indeed one must venture out to gain experience; otherwise, like a frog at the bottom of a well, one would never see beyond its rim.

Wang Hao stopped and said to Li Derong, “Fellow Daoist Li, we know too little about the Outer Sea. Let’s split up and explore! See if we can learn more about it. But at least go in groups of two or three—no solo actions. We’ll meet at this inn by evening!”

Li Derong had the same idea. Thus, members of the Wang and Li families dispersed to gather useful information.

Wang Hao wandered along the street with Wang Wenyan and Wang Wenmei in one direction.

Occasionally, the three entered shops to inquire about prices and understand market conditions.

At a general store, Wang Wenyan and Wang Wenmei fixated on a white paste-like substance. Wang Hao glanced at its label: Face Preserving Cream.

Wang Hao facepalmed silently—women! Even after cultivating immortality, they still cared about their looks!

The Qi Refining shop assistant nearby was sharp-eyed. Seeing this, he quickly stepped forward enthusiastically. “Seniors! This is our shop’s treasure—Face Preserving Cream! Made from pearls produced by deep-sea scallop demon beasts! Apply it on your skin to preserve eternal youth! Would you like one box each?”

Wang Wenyan hurriedly waved her hands in refusal. “We’re just looking! Not buying!” Teleportation had cost so many Spirit Stones; they weren’t extravagant spenders!

Wang Hao was about to ask for the price—if it wasn’t expensive, he could buy a box for his two sisters.

But just then, a mocking voice rang out. “Hmph! It’s you unscrupulous shops everywhere cheating newly arrived Fellow Daoists in Wanxiang City that make business harder for us!”

“Fellow Daoists! Keep your eyes wide open! Don’t be fooled! This stuff is just ground-up shells from scallop demon beasts—has some whitening effect but nothing to do with preserving eternal youth!”

The smile on the shop assistant’s face instantly froze. Finally having customers only to have their product exposed so bluntly—he was furious! Following the voice’s direction, he saw a man in yellow robes appearing at the entrance. The man had a round figure like a local rich landlord but exuded an aura indicating mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation.

His expression immediately turned awkward—as a mere Qi Refining assistant, how dare he confront a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

“I am Han Feng,” the man said warmly, cupping his hands in greeting.