Initial Visit to the Immortal Realms

Initial Visit to the Immortal Realms . . .

Qin Wentian couldn't help but marvel at the young man's cultivation base, which he could easily discern. This youth had reached the seventh level of Yuanfu at such a tender age—an achievement almost unimaginable in the particle worlds. It seemed that this stark difference in cultivation pace was one of the distinctions between the immortal realms and the particle worlds. In the Royal Sacred Region, many talents faced a ceiling in their progress, often plateauing at the Arterial Circulation or Yuanfu Realm.

However, in the immortal realms, everything flowed smoothly until the Heavenly Dipper Realm. It was only at that stage that one's cultivation progress began to slow. As for the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, achieving that level depended on an individual's comprehension. In the immortal realms, countless were stuck at this stage, struggling to advance further. Every step was arduous, and reaching the immortal foundation realm was a remarkable accomplishment in itself, enough to establish one as a city leader.

Becoming the king of a country was an even more prestigious position, one that most would view as the pinnacle of power. To the common people of the immortal realms, kings were revered figures, almost god-like in stature.

"Your grandfather can treat injuries?" Qin Wentian inquired, not because he couldn't heal himself but to glean information about his current whereabouts. It was his first time in the immortal realms, and he was utterly disoriented. At the very least, this young man seemed friendly and sincere. Qin Wentian couldn't help but notice the boy's clear, innocent eyes, and he envisioned that he would grow up to be strikingly handsome.

"Mhm. My grandfather is skilled in both healing injuries and concocting pills. Your wounds should be no trouble for him," the young man, named Qin Feng, replied with confidence.

"That's reassuring. I appreciate your help," Qin Wentian said, smiling in gratitude.

"No problem at all. Let me assist you," Qin Feng offered, extending a hand to help Qin Wentian stand. The spectators gradually dispersed, giving the two some space. To them, Qin Wentian appeared to be an ordinary individual, not deserving of excessive attention.

As they walked through the city, Qin Feng's curiosity remained undiminished. "Big brother Qin, you still haven't told me why you fell from the sky."

Qin Wentian chuckled, "I come from a particle world, what you might call a 'country bumpkin' world. As I approached this region, the atmospheric gravity transformed into a suction force that pulled me here."

"Really?" Qin Feng's eyes sparkled with excitement. "This is the first time I've met someone from a particle world. I've heard tales that among the countless particle worlds around the immortal realms, some possess unique and extraordinary individuals with exceptional talents. What kind of particle world do you come from?"

"Just an ordinary one," Qin Wentian replied modestly. The two continued chatting as they strolled. Qin Wentian seized the opportunity to ask Qin Feng about various aspects of the immortal realms, gradually gaining an understanding of the vastness and complexity of this realm.

Even a city like Worryfree City covered a radius of a hundred thousand kilometers and housed billions of residents—a staggering number by any measure. Worryfree City was just one of hundreds within Chujiang Country. This realization left Qin Wentian awestruck; he began to fathom the vastness of the immortal realms, where countries were hundreds of times larger than the particle world he hailed from, and cities were mere dots in the midst of vast wilderness.

The sheer magnitude of the Cloud Prefecture was mind-boggling. Eighty-one countries stretched across its expanse, making the Royal Sacred Region appear no larger than a mere speck in comparison. The Eastern Sage Thirteen Prefectures, as Qin Feng elucidated, were entirely named after the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor himself. It was no wonder that the immortal emperor had no interest in acknowledging the accomplishments of geniuses from particle worlds, no matter how exceptional they might be. In his eyes, particle worlds were inconsequential, a minuscule part of the grand tapestry of existence.

The attendees who graced the earlier banquet were far from ordinary, all surpassing the realm of regular immortal kings. Their statuses transcended those of kings who merely governed a country. These distinguished figures had attended the event to show respect to the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor. They had little time to spare for the geniuses of particle worlds.

The Eastern Sage Thirteen Prefectures, while significant in the Azure Mystic Immortal Realm, constituted only a fraction of its expanse. As for the realms beyond these thirteen prefectures, Qin Feng remained oblivious. At sixteen, he had never ventured outside Worryfree City, and individuals like the Eastern Sage Mountain and the Idle Cloud Immortal King, rulers of the Cloud Prefecture, were distant legends, known only through elders' tales.

Qin Feng harbored dreams of becoming a ruler of a country or a marquis, commanding troops and leaving his mark on history—a vision of greatness.

As they continued chatting, Qin Wentian and Qin Feng reached the latter's home. The Qin Clan, with a history spanning over ten generations in Worryfree City, was relatively small, boasting only a few hundred members.

"Why did you bring an outsider here, Qin Feng?" a middle-aged man inquired upon seeing Qin Wentian. He studied the newcomer but found himself unable to discern Qin Wentian's cultivation base. It seemed that Qin Wentian had cultivated special techniques to conceal his strength.

"This is Big Brother Qin Wentian, he hails from a particle world and landed in our Worryfree City. He's injured, and I thought Grandfather could help treat him," Qin Feng replied to the middle-aged man.

"Someone from a particle world?" The middle-aged man furrowed his brows. "Qin Feng, you're too trusting. How could someone from a particle world break through the restrictive layer and arrive in the immortal realms? Don't be so easily deceived."

"Uncle, you're exaggerating. There's nothing to gain by targeting me, even for swindlers," Qin Feng retorted. "Anyway, I'll take him to Grandfather first."

With that, Qin Feng led Qin Wentian deeper into the Qin Clan, eventually reaching a medicinal garden. The aroma of herbs filled the air, refreshing and invigorating. In the garden, a young girl dressed in white was tending to the herbs. Her beauty possessed an air of tranquility, hinting at her potential for future radiance. Her resemblance to Qin Feng was striking, and it was clear they were siblings at a glance.

Qin Wentian couldn't help but notice the uncanny resemblance between this girl and Mo Qingcheng. The young lady before him bore a remarkable likeness to the woman who had once been known as Chu's number one beauty at the age of sixteen. She was just as ethereal and captivating as Mo Qingcheng had been.

"Is Qingcheng doing well?" Qin Wentian's thoughts wandered. Now that he was in the immortal realms, the distance between them seemed insurmountable.

Qin Qing, too, had her eyes on Qin Wentian. She observed his gaze and saw a warmth in his smile—a warmth that made her feel like she was basking in a gentle spring breeze. His gaze was unlike any she had encountered before, evoking feelings of familiarity and closeness.

"Grandpa is in. What brings you to see him?" Qin Qing inquired, her melodious voice captivating those who heard it.

"Don't worry about it; I have a few questions for Grandpa anyway," Qin Feng assured Qin Wentian as they approached the courtyard. He called out, "Grandpa!"

"Why must you be so troublesome, young one? Can't you learn from your elder sister?" The voice came from an old man emerging from the courtyard. He sported a healthy, ruddy complexion and radiated vitality. Qin Wentian glanced at him and noticed that the old man had reached the fourth level of Celestial Phenomenon in terms of cultivation. This level was typical for smaller clans in the immortal realms, reflecting the status of a standard immortal clan.

In the celestial hierarchy of clans, those led by Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants were considered average. Clans with lower cultivation levels were regarded as inferior, while those with immortal foundation experts held similar status to city lords.

The old man studied Qin Wentian in return. He looked at him carefully and commented, "Young man, although you're injured, your vital energy is intact, and your spirit is robust. You're undoubtedly someone extraordinary."

"Grandpa, big brother Qin fell from the sky, and his bones should have been shattered. How could his vital energy remain undamaged? Please take a look," Qin Feng exclaimed in disbelief.

"Very well, let me have a look." The old man approached Qin Wentian. He placed his fingers on Qin Wentian's wrist for a moment and then withdrew them. Taking a deep breath, he gazed at Qin Wentian and said, "Young man, your recovery abilities are remarkable, and your blood vitality is incredibly vigorous. I am Qin Mu. May I inquire about the purpose of your visit to my humble abode?"

"I suffered an accident and was injured. Later, I encountered Qin Feng, who insisted that I seek medical help from you, Senior. I genuinely have no ulterior motives," Qin Wentian replied with a wry smile. He suspected that this old man had already discerned his cultivation base.

"I see," said the old man, noting that Qin Wentian's gaze was sincere and devoid of deception.

"Yes, I was brought to the immortal realms by a senior from my particle world. The powerful suction force drew me here, crashing me onto the ground. I couldn't resist it in the slightest, which is quite embarrassing to admit," Qin Wentian confessed, shaking his head and chuckling.

"Haha, that's quite an interesting story," Qin Mu laughed. "In any case, your recovery abilities are impressive, and there's no need for further treatment. However, this pill should expedite your recovery a bit. Please don't hesitate to accept it."

"Thank you, Senior," Qin Wentian accepted the pill. Although he possessed recovery pills of his own, he didn't want to reject Qin Mu's kind gesture.

"Young friend, since you've made your first visit to the immortal realms and came to my Qin Residence, why don't you stay with us for a while? Qin Feng, Qin Qing, you two will be responsible for assisting your elder brother Qin. Don't just focus on playing. Engage in meaningful conversations with him and learn from him," Qin Mu suggested with a meaningful smile. At thirty-plus years of age and a cultivation base at the peak of the second level of Celestial Phenomenon, paired with his remarkable bloodline, Qin Wentian appeared to be an ideal mentor for Qin Qing and Qin Feng. It was as if Qin Mu's earlier intention to find a suitable teacher for them had been answered.