This Human Immortal Is Too Serious

Riding the snow eagle northward, Wu Wang had also started to feel somewhat tense.

A gentleman does not stand beneath a collapsing wall, and the wise do not rush into the lair of Innate Gods.

The City Above the Clouds had become the place with the densest gathering of Divine Spirits outside Heaven Palace. Many strong gods resided within. His forceful entry would be no different from a handsome, dashing chick spreading its wings and strutting into a den of dragons and tigers.

The journey is fraught with peril, requiring caution in every action, and even more so the concealment of my unique traits to avoid attracting any attention.

Harboring this thought, Wu Wang lifted his hand to adjust a strand of hair in front of him. His Immortal Consciousness focused on the face he had disguised, which was now quite ordinary.

It was but his heroic-looking eyebrows and starry eyes, and his elegant demeanor that made him stand out, like Pan An across the realms.

After some thought, he rubbed his face a few times, making his appearance even more ordinary, and adjusted the Transformation Qi around his body slightly, darkening his skin a few shades.

Old Snow Eagle turned his head, nearly swatting him, and was about to demand, "And who might *you* be, fellow Daoist?"

Feeling tense, Sanxian Daoist sent a telepathic message asking, "Do we need to disguise ourselves as well?"

"There's no need, senior," Wu Wang said with a smile. "Please treat everything with equanimity, as if I am a young apprentice in your shop, without extra concern."

Old Snow Eagle and Sanxian Daoist continuously voiced their approval.

They did not ask Wu Wang what exactly he was going to do in Yun City, as Wu Wang had once vaguely mentioned that it concerned the matter of Young Master Lin Qi.

To someone as well-informed as Old Snow Eagle, the dispatch of a large number of people by Four Seas Pavilion to the Southeastern Region was nothing new.

Though the snow eagle's flight speed was not as fast as that of a True Immortal Realm cultivator or comparable to flying with a magic treasure, in a place like the Southeastern Region, to have a huge bird or a huge beast as a mount was a matter of great prestige and a direct proof of one's strength.

Spirit Stones, in regions of the Great Wilderness unrelated to the Human Domain, were just shiny trinkets. Fear of huge creatures, however, was a primal fear shared by all the Hundred Races.

The Southeastern Region was rich in resources, but it had few plains and not much arable land. Most of the area was made up of poor mountains and harsh waters, and even the places lush with vegetation were mostly occupied by ferocious beasts and poisonous insects.

Had it not been for a time when the Human Domain was on the verge of being abandoned under the pressure of Heaven Palace, leading to a large number of Human Cultivators moving to the Southeastern Region, this land would not have been so bustling.

Passing clouds and traversing mountains without end, waterfalls hung between the cliffs and clouds. Wu Wang even saw large pavilion complexes built on the edges of cliffs and ridges in places with nice scenery. There, the light of the Formation barriers constantly flickered, bustling with shadowy figures and endless Immortal Light; it had clearly grown to an impressive scale.

"Young Master Yan," Old Snow Eagle said, "we'll reach that City Above the Clouds in an hour. Don't fault this old man for being nosy, but I must remind you of something. That place is not under the influence of the Human Domain. That we can coexist peacefully with the Hundred Races there is already considered quite good. Therefore, there are some things that might be displeasing to you and me, and all we can do is choose not to see them."

Wu Wang nodded slightly and replied with a smile through telepathy, "Thank you for the reminder, senior. I am well aware of these matters. The two seniors can rest assured. I am here to attend to my own tasks, not to play the hero, so I will not create any trouble."

"That's good, that's good." Old Snow Eagle nodded with a smile, but when looking towards the City Above the Clouds, a hint of concealed worry flashed through his eyes.

Wu Wang understood that these two seniors were also taking a considerable risk. Once the matter was successful, he would not be stingy with words and would go to Four Seas Pavilion to stir up some benefits for them.

Just at that moment, Old Snow Eagle let out a light exclamation and immediately sent a message to Wu Wang: "Be careful, Young Master Yan. A patrol team from Feather Country has its eye on us. Later on, you and Sanxian should act a bit more familiar with each other."

"Hmm." Wu Wang responded, his Immortal Consciousness stretching far out as he searched, feeling a hint of anticipation in his heart.

Finally, it was time to come into direct contact with Feather Country. After all the long and extensive preparations, it was time to put it to the test, to see if it was a mule or a horse.

Wu Wang raised his hand to cover the necklace his mother had given him; a wisp of grey aura enveloped it, rendering the necklace invisible.

Still a distance from the City Above theClouds, the snow eagle descended rapidly, landing steadily on a bare mountaintop, gently bending its head to preen its feathers submissively.

In the northern sky, a line of small black dots rushed through the air, coming quickly.

Old Snow Eagle stood up, his hands clasped behind his back, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, his complexion ashen.

As the squad of Feather Country Soldiers charged forward, Old Snow Eagle shouted angrily, "Are you blind? How dare you stop me! I have a life-and-death relationship with City Lord Yu Lan!"

Yet the squad of soldiers paid no heed, surrounding the snow eagle from afar.

The strength of this group of Feather Country Soldiers was quite formidable, and at first glance, it was clear they were well-trained elite troops. The slender women, most carrying longbows on their backs, subconsciously focused their gazes on the snow eagle's vital points. The muscular men, some wielding longswords and light shields, others hefting two-zhang long spears. Some were older, their wings beginning to show 'pigment deposition,' with electric arcs surrounding them, seemingly masters of wind and thunder.

Feather Country, capable of holding a place in the Southeastern Region, was certainly not to be compared with the Women's Country of the Western Wilderness that could only rely on Formations to protect itself.

Old Snow Eagle, being ignored, now felt even more disgraced and cursed, "What's the matter? Have all of you become mute? Do you know who I am!"

A light laugh came from the sky. Several Feather Country men with large shields flexed the wings on their backs, and a graceful figure flew through the air.

She had a lovely face and a tall figure. Her slender waist and long legs were a given, and her bosom was quite broad, causing even the metallic breastplate to be slightly deformed. Furthermore, her long neck and magenta wavy hair made it difficult for anyone to look away upon first glance.

What intrigued Wu Wang was that this woman from Feather Country only had white feathers covering a few parts of her body. The stronger the individuals of Feather Country were, the fewer feathers they had on their bodies. Based on the extent of feather coverage on this female General of Feather Country, she should be considered a high-level expert at the Heavenly Immortal rank.

This was confirmed by the sudden easing of Old Snow Eagle's expression.

The female General of Feather Country said with a smile, "It's precisely because of your relationship with Uncle Yu Lan that I've come to remind you personally. Uncle Snow Eagle, now is not the time to go to Yun City. Many important figures have arrived there, and some big events are about to take place. Besides, all of you from the Human race are now fleeing outward; why would you want to go back?"

As she spoke, her gaze had already fallen on Wu Wang.

Wu Wang deliberately showed a nervous expression, his body tense, his eyes 'instinctively' glancing towards Sanxian Daoist's back.

The woman asked, "Who is he? He looks somewhat unfamiliar."

Old Snow Eagle turned with his hands clasped behind his back and smiled, "He is a distant nephew of Sanxian, here to see the world, also helping out at our tavern."

Sanxian Daoist also stood up and saluted with hands clasped, his smile somewhat awkward.

The female General frowned and said, "Uncle Snow Eagle, you better not bring a spy into our Yun City. That would make things very difficult for me and Uncle Yu Lan."

"Impossible, how could that be!" Old Snow Eagle's expression did not change as he laughed, "I am just running a business, earning an honest living. Isn't Yun City now a gathering place for the Hundred Races, with many honored guests visiting? At such a time, how could I, the chief steward, not go there to oversee things personally? Besides, those rumors are obviously deliberately spread by someone. If there were that many big shots in Yun City, Yun City would actually be more stable and fights wouldn't break out!"

The lady general chuckled, "Your words are exactly like those of a few uncles and elders."

Old Snow Eagle smiled and said, "It's clear to anyone with eyes to see."

"All right, but your huge eagle can't get too close. Keep a low profile; otherwise, you might irritate that dignitary from Heaven Palace." The lady general instructed, then with a gesture, the surrounding soldiers dispersed, and a male and a female guard from Feather Country landed on the back of the snow eagle.

Half-covered in feathers, their presence profound and containing astonishing power within their bodies, their strength was comparable to that of Yuanxian cultivators.

Wu Wang inwardly compared, somewhat gloomily realizing that the strength of the generals from his own Bear Hug Tribe could only amount to this at best. The baptism set by the Original Star God had sealed the personal power of the Northern Wilderness's Hundred Races, but it hadn't brought them many benefits. Tribes like Feather Country that relied on self-improvement continuously experienced a slow increase in the upper limit of individual strength.

The lady general said, "Escort Uncle Snow Eagle out through the east gate."

The two soldiers touched their chests with their right hands and bowed their heads to take orders.

Old Snow Eagle's mouth revealed a faint smile, and with a slight nod to the lady general, he took out two brocade boxes from his sleeve, smiling, "Here, a little trinket from the Northeastern Region."

The lady general's eyes immediately lit up as she took the brocade boxes, giggling non-stop.

Wu Wang hadn't expected that he would pass through the entrance to the city this easily.

It was, frankly, not challenging at all.

The trade of favors operated the same way among the Hundred Races.

By now, Wu Wang had thoroughly familiarized himself with the information about Yun City, able to recite it backward and forward. As he followed Old Snow Eagle riding the clouds, he couldn't help but brighten up at the sight of the towering mountain from afar.

This mountain seemed to be sheared flat from the middle down, with three sides cut into almost vertical steep slopes, like a stump left behind after a sky-piercing giant tree had been felled. The sea of clouds floated around the edges of this mountain, and the majestic pale-gold city walls rose above the clouds, stretching for hundreds of miles like an upward extension of the 'stump'.

Wu Wang immediately noticed that this place was also enveloped by a Formation, but the Formation itself was not strong, even a couple of tiers less powerful than the grand Formation of Jiuhuang City. This, even more, demonstrated the self-confidence of Feather Country, the makers of the order in this place, in their own strength.

They went around half the city and entered through the east gate, as the lady general had said. Every three steps there was a sentinel, every five steps a checkpoint; Wu Wang roughly estimated that just the eastern city wall was guarded by more than one hundred thousand soldiers of Feather Country. Behind the city walls, the continuous bird nest-like tents were too numerous to count.

Thanks to Old Snow Eagle's strong connections, Wu Wang was questioned several times along the way but didn't encounter the 'body search by female soldiers' step he had worried most about.

Inside Yun City, the scenery was different from Jiuhuang City. The streets here were spacious and clean, each building in every area looked very similar, and there was a uniformity to the height of the buildings. What was most surprising was that the entire city was divided into upper and lower parts, and only when entering the center of the city could one see the 'city within a city' hidden in the clouds above.

That was the ancestral land of the Feather Country people, where the experts of Feather Country gathered.

Wu Wang didn't have the leisure to wander around, as Old Snow Eagle took him directly to the unique 'Demons Suppression Division - Yun City Branch'. This place was close to the border of Feather Country's ancestral land and, in terms of occupied area and scale, it was much larger than the Demons Suppression Division in Jiuhuang City.

As Old Snow Eagle had said, Yun City was now full of experts and jam-packed with the Hundred Races; the streets were diverse, and everywhere one looked overflowed with the exotic customs of different races.

Wu Wang had, of course, known about this situation in advance. When the news of "Hundred Races flooding towards Yun City" first reached Wu Wang, he was a bit perplexed, but he quickly figured it out.

They came upon hearing of the gods.

It's true that Heaven Palace oppresses the Hundred Races, and it's also true that the Human Domain has been at war with Heaven Palace for many years without Heaven Palace being able to do anything about the Human Domain. But none of that affects the status of the various Innate Gods throughout the Great Wilderness. The Innate Gods are the rulers of the Great Wilderness, as well as the strong ones, and the worship of the strong is ingrained in the bones of every creature of the Hundred Races.

Don't look at how the Human Domain can ignore Heaven Palace; there are uncountable other races that yearn for even a glance from Heaven Palace, and most of these creatures come from the weaker tribes. The crowding scene in Yun City now was the best proof of this.

Even most creatures here already knew that Lin Qi was captured and brought here, and the vast majority who knew considered it unthinkable for the Human Domain to come to the rescue.

Wu Wang could only sigh softly at this. One wonders how many creatures here will become lost souls in the upcoming battle.

If conditions allow, I should try to set the battlefield outside the city.

With that in mind, Wu Wang settled down in the 'Demons Suppression Post' of Yun City.

He stayed for six days.

Wu Wang didn't go out for walks every day but sat in his room, using his Immortal Consciousness to secretly observe everything and gather intelligence from all quarters. There were already many scouts from Four Seas Pavilion in Yun City; Wu Wang did not actively contact them at this time.

He had three things to do:

First, to confirm Lin Qi's location.

Second, to gauge the strength of those Innate Gods, ascertain their overall combat power as much as possible, and refine the details of the battle plan.

Third, to choose the right moment to summon the troops and launch a surprise attack on the Divine Spirits.

Through Wu Wang's meticulous observation, he soon determined... that women with almond eyes constituted less than one percent of the females of all races!

By the way, he also found several 'deployment points' suitable for the rapid unfolding of troops.

As for Lin Qi's whereabouts, Wu Wang found himself at a loss. The Feather Country people had deployed many patrolling soldiers, making every place as impregnable as a sealed jar.

Ironically, the cruel figures from the Third Hall of the Ten Evils Hall were more respected by the Feather Country people here than the orthodox Human Cultivators of the Human Domain. Wu Wang could even sense groups of them, reeking of Beast Blood, swaggering through the streets in front of the Demons Suppression Post.

There was no need to search deliberately; one could occasionally hear curses about the Human Domain.

Wu Wang sat on the edge of his bed, muttering to himself, "I can't just attack... Should I try to get closer to the Third Hall?" He was about to go out for a walk to see if he could find some 'inspiration' when suddenly, a subtle feeling arose in his heart.

This familiar aura?

His spirit lifted. Wu Wang jumped up from his bed and quietly diffused his Immortal Consciousness, quickly capturing the situation.

Two cloaked figures, a man and a woman, weaved through the alley one after the other, heading towards the Demons Suppression Post. Moments later, the two met, and the shorter figure took out a Jade Talisman. Both were then led by a servant into a rather secluded suite.

Before the suite's Formation could even be activated, the two embraced each other tightly.

And as the taller figure's cloak hood fell, it revealed a shiny, bald head.

Wu Wang: …

The Sect Master's fists, held behind his back, clenched hard!