Chapter 518: Chapter 222: Descending from the heavens, landing to create waves. This city is called Tianlan!_1

Wild winds swooshed, the white clouds dispersed then congregated.

Three flying boats, like arrows shot from their strings, arranged in a triangle, advanced northward.

The creaking noises were incessant.

Luo Chen, who was standing at the prow of the boat, frowned at the flying boat beneath his feet.

“I’ve tried my best to reinforce it,” Min Longyu hastily reassured him from the side.

Luo Chen shook his head, “It’s not your fault.”

Min Longyu couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief.

Considering the battered and shaky state of the Sky Hawk Flying Boat, it’s no wonder he was not to blame.

In the battle at Gaoling Plains, Sky Hawk Flying Boat bore the brunt of the attack.

First, it suffered a hit from Tu Shan’s Repeated Stamp, and then was besieged by the Immortal Cultivators of the Great Lake Gang even after it had landed.

Even though Duan Feng had swiftly put it away, a lot of damage had already occurred.

Lately, in order to avoid Huo Quan’s relentless pursuit, they had to go full throttle non-stop for five days and nights

It was because of this that they were able to shorten a journey that would have taken two months to just barely a month.

The price was that this Ascendant Grade Flying Boat was on the verge of collapsing.}

This was in fact the reason Luo Chen persuaded Li Yixian to leave most of his non-cultivating followers behind.

Not only were they slowing them down,

but the Sky Hawk Flying Boat couldn’t bear the load either.

But it wasn’t only their Luo Tian Creed affected.

The flying boats of the Li and Nangong families behind them were also appearing battered and dusty.

Thankfully, they were about to reach their destination.

Peach Mountain is just ahead, and then we can see Tian Lan Immortal City!” exclaimed someone.

“Peach Mountain?”

Luo Chen lowered his head to look at the not-so-high mountain in front of him.

It was covered in peach trees as far as the eye could see.

The branches twisted and turned, the flowers were splendid.

It wasn’t the season for peach blossoms yet.

However!

On that vast mountain, pink, red and rosy peach blossoms were everywhere.

Pavilions and towers were scattered all throughout.

Figures dashed back and forth.

Some even stood out so much that they hurt the eyes.

He furrowed his brow and intensified the power of his Spirit Vision Technique. The sight that entered his eyes made his heart race.

They were in the wild…

“Cough… Cough…”

Min Longyu forcefully coughed, then unnaturally mentioned: “This mountain belongs to the Peach Blossom Ancestor of the Hundred Flowers Palace, and is known for its…”pleasure business”.”

“It sounds similar to the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion in The Great River District, doesn’t it?” Luo Chen asked.

“In the low-end market, this Peach Mountain is ahead of Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion. Every day, at least hundreds or even thousands of cultivators visit here just by fame.”

He knows so much?

Luo Chen gave him a somewhat teasing look, “Have you been here before?”

“I’ve only heard about it, never visited!” Min Longyu hurriedly waved his hands, emphasizing his innocence.

Luo Chen gave a faint smile, not really caring about it.

While the two were conversing, the cultivators on the flying boat also noticed the Peach Mountain beneath them.

The grand scenes and beautiful women, the strong aura of lust, were making people blush.

Bold female cultivators on the ground below even discovered them and were waving their handkerchiefs.

“Hey, handsome, come play with us!”

Luo Chen was somewhat amused.

He never thought that there would be such a lascivious place near Tianlan Immortal City.

Compared to this, the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion of the Hehuan Sect seemed like child’s play.

“If our friend Zeng Wen was here, this place would be his paradise!” Luo Chen exclaimed.

Suddenly, he stiffened.

It was not a Third-rank Demon King, nor a powerful golden core passing by.

It was just Xiugu, holding her son Zeng Yilong, passing by him.

It seems, a pair of eyes glanced at him secretly.

It seems, he said something wrong.

As the seductive moans of enchantresses beneath them lingered, the flying boat had already passed Peach Mountain.

In an instant!

Luo Chen held his breath.

A huge and majestic city appeared, simple and brute, hitting straight towards his eyes from afar.

The green-black city walls, stretching endlessly, towering a hundred feet high, spanned for hundreds of miles.

Subtle yet terrifying mana fluctuations emanated from the walls.

The higher one’s cultivation level, the deeper the sensation.

As if what was in front of them wasn’t a grand city, but an Ancient Savage Beast that had lain dormant in the earth for thousands of years!

Should it ever wake up, it would churn rivers and overturn seas.

His gaze lifted!

In the depths of the city, there stood a mountain peak – obscured up to the waist, its peak nowhere in sight!

Clouds and mist swirled around it, giving it an elusive quality.

A white dragon roared from the obscure peak, crashing downwards!

No!

That wasn’t a dragon!

It was a waterfall, a hundred feet wide and of unknown height!

Outside the waterfall, glints of various colors at least reaching the Foundation Establishment level, or even as strong as Golden Core Period, darted in and out like mayflies.

Swallowing his saliva,

Luo Chen asked, captivated, “Where does this waterfall come from?”

From the side, a murmuring voice answered.

“It falls from the sky, and when it hits the ground, it raises waves.”

“This city, its name is Tianlan.”

Tianlan…

Luo Chen took a deep breath, shifted his gaze and looked back.

All the cultivators of Luo Tian Creed had come out, tightly packed on all sides of the flying boat.

Every single one of them was utterly awestruck by the scene.

On the two other flying boats behind them, the hunched over Nangong Jin tried to straighten his back, but compared to this magnificent spectacle, he seemed even more bent over.

Nangong Qin, sitting in a wheelchair, was shaking uncontrollably.

On the Li family’s flying boat.

Li Yixian’s beautiful eyes were lost in a distant thought, and a glimmer of light was faintly visible in her pupils.

This place was what real immortal cultivators long for!

The Great River District was just a poor and remote place after all.

That kid Li Ao couldn’t help himself from running around on the flying boat, pointing at the distant Immortal City, shouting and cheering.

He had lost the arrogance he usually had.

Whoosh!

A disheveled cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage flew out from Peach Mountain from behind.

As he passed them, he couldn’t help but turn around and scoff.

“Village cultivators, dumbstruck are we?”