As he passed through the outskirts of the Marketplace, the scene before Jiang Yi changed dramatically.
Inside, towering buildings rose from the ground, their flying eaves like wings and their bracket sets stacked in intricate layers.
Cultivators in Daoist Robes of every color moved like a weaver's shuttle. Each one was vibrant and glowing with health as they navigated the bustling streets to buy and sell, creating a truly lively scene.
"Marshal Yang, Brother Yi, you two go on ahead."
He the Venerable was tactful enough not to follow.
"I'll find an affordable place to settle in first, then come find you later.
If you have any errands for me, just say the word. I know my way around this place."
Jiang Yi nodded. He the Venerable had told him earlier that while the outskirts of Sanhe Market were simple, its food and lodging were cheap.
