Chapter 4173: Come as it May

ted by the Dao Venerable.Mirages, of course, are no stranger to Ginger Cloud.He could even be said to be the most familiar with mirages in this world, barring members of the Ginger clan.Back then, whe...Not only did buildings suddenly appear where the man vanished, but also on all sides around Jiangyun, structures rose from the ground.

Looking around, these buildings, of all shapes and sizes, stretch together endlessly, clearly forming... a city.

And besides the buildings, one by one figures also appeared successively in all directions of Jiang Yun!

Whether it be buildings or figures, their appearance speed reached its peak, as if the passage of time had suddenly accelerated a thousandfold in this instant.

Just a few breaths later, Ginger Cloud was no longer standing on the desolate wasteland, but instead found herself amidst the bustling streets of a flourishing city.

He was surrounded by a constant flow of people, bustling and lively.

There were also cries of hawkers, chatter and all sorts of sounds, continuously entering his ear.

Jiang Yun's raised foot slowly retracted, the look of shock on his face also disappeared, returning to calm.

He turned his head and gazed at everything around him, muttering to himself: "Is this an illusion, or a dream!"

Although this strange scene was indeed a great surprise to Jiang Yun, his experience was extremely rich, so he quickly came back to his senses.

Naturally, he couldn't help but guess that all of this which had appeared out of thin air could only be an illusion or a dream.

"Bang!"

Just then, a hurried old man bumped into Jiang Yun.

The old man hurriedly stopped his figure. His aged but ruddy face showed an apologetic expression, and he bowed to Jiang Yun and said, "Excuse me, excuse me, I was in a hurry on my way and didn't see you, little brother. I bumped into you. Are you alright"

There's a clinic ahead. If you're feeling unwell, I can take you there to see a doctor.

Jiang Yun touched the spot on his shoulder where he had been bumped by the elder and smiled faintly. "It's nothing."

Seeing that Jiang Yun was clearly agreeable, the old man chuckled and continued, "That's good then."

"However, why is the young man standing here on the busy street staring blankly This crowded place can be quite dangerous."

"Could it be that something is bothering you"

Jiang Yun smiled and shook his head, "This is my first time here. Seeing such a prosperous city, I was momentarily lost in awe. I apologize for making you laugh, father-in-law."

"Hahaha!" The old man burst into a hearty laugh. "No wonder! So, young master, this is your first time visiting Huajiang City"

"Our Hua Jiang City, since it dares to use the word 'boundary' in its name, is naturally a bit more lively than other cities. If you have some time, little brother, you might as well stay here for a few more days."

Huajiang City!

Hearing this name, Jiang Yun's heart skipped a beat, but her face remained calm as she smiled and nodded. "Definitely!"

Since you're doing fine, little brother, this old man will take his leave first!

The elder bowed to Jiang Yun, then continued on his way, blending into the crowd.

While Jiang Yun was still gazing at the old man's departing figure, he muttered to himself: "This reminds me of my experience in the Nine Desolate Lands back then!"

Whether it's dreams or illusions, Jiang Yun has experienced quite a lot.

Especially the Nine Hells of Oblivion, that illusionary realm where he was with the Wilderness Tribe, felt like a real memory, deeply imprinted in his mind.

Therefore, although everything here appears incredibly real, Jiang Yun could be certain that it was all definitely an illusion.

It's a pity that he can't use his divine sense, otherwise, Jiang Yun would see more clearly.

Meanwhile, at a street corner just over ten meters away from Jiang Yun, the man who had just ambushed him, quietly poked his head out. Looking at Jiang Yun standing motionless, he let out a cold smile and said, "Here, you, an outsider cultivator, still want to catch me!"

You must be completely baffled right now, wondering what's going on!

"However, when you encounter these people, you don't stay away from them, and you even dare to talk to them. You are truly fearless because of your ignorance!"

"Speaking of which, the man licked his lips and said, 'Cultivators from other realms must have a lot of good things on them!'"

"It's a shame, this kid is just too powerful. Those things, with my strength, I couldn't possibly take them. Plus, it's way too dangerous right now. Forget it!"

"Come back in a few days and see. If I'm lucky, he might be dead by then, and I can just take what's his!"

The man finished speaking and was just about to turn and leave, but suddenly his eyes widened.

Because, he saw, Ginger Cloud after a moment's contemplation, suddenly shouted loudly: "Father-in-law, please stay!"

The old man, who was about to disappear from Jiang Yun's eyes, stopped his figure at the sound and turned his head, looking at Jiang Yun with a puzzled expression: "Little brother, is there anything else"

Jiang Yun walked up to the elder with a smile and said, "As a newcomer to this esteemed place, I am unfamiliar with the surroundings. To meet an elder like you is truly a stroke of fate.

"I see that my father-in-law is kind and approachable, so I'm bold enough to ask if I could trouble him for a little time to seek his advice on a few questions."

The old man laughed heartily and said, "Of course that's possible, but I have something urgent to attend to now."

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Why don't we go to the Pavilion overlooking the Lake The scenery there is quite beautiful."

If you trust me, go there and tell the clerk that you're a friend of Fengbei Ling. The clerk will naturally treat you well.

"Just wait for me there, I'll come find you after I finish my business!"

"Good!" Jiang Yun nodded. "Then this junior will be at Wang Hu Lou, awaiting your arrival!"

The old man smiled and waved his hand, saying: "What are you waiting for I'll be there!"

After finishing, the old man turned and left again.

And Gingercloud continued to gaze at the old man's back until he disappeared. Only then did a glimmer flash in Gingercloud's eyes, and in a voice only she could hear, she said: "This Feng Beiling is at least a quasi-emperor strong!"

Although Ginger Cloud confirmed this place was an illusion, the illusion felt very real.

Especially that just now that old man lightly bumped into his own body, he actually felt a slight pain.

My own flesh and blood, how formidable!

To be able to feel pain from such a light bump means that the other party's strength far surpasses one's own.

Bumping into just anyone would mean encountering an emperor-level powerhouse, which is something Jiang Yun truly couldn't fathom.

Jiang Yun's gaze turned once more to the pedestrians walking around him, and he said, "That old man said that I was in danger for daydreaming on the street. Could it be that all these people are top-tier powerhouses"

Without divine consciousness, these pedestrians coming and going obviously restrained their own aura, making them look like ordinary people. This left Jiang Yun unable to tell if they were cultivators at all, or how strong their cultivation was.

However, since both this city and this world are called Huájiāng, it means that the master must have been here before, which is why he named the mountain in Yuánjiàn Realm Huájiāng Mountain.

This can also be seen as another clue left to me by my master.

"I think I understand now. The original realm, it is said, holds passages to other realms, even passages to reality itself. It turns out it wasn't just hearsay, but actually true."

"However, this passage was already occupied by the master and perfectly concealed."

But, this Huajiang City, and this land... what kind of place is it exactly

"Since I'm here, might as well make the best of it. Let me see if I can get some information from Feng Beiling."e to it, the art of Old Suffering!""...and these yellow mists!""Jiang Yun pointed to the mist surrounding the two of them, "This is not ordinary fog. It is called the Art of Illness, and it contains a...