However, Ming Qi also knew that this so-called immortality wasn't truly indestructible. It merely possessed rapid repair and recovery abilities. If subjected to intense attacks and damage, death would still occur.
But despite this, possessing such a powerful recovery ability was something to be happy about.
The ground was slightly damp in the early morning, making walking comfortable. Ming Qi didn't attempt to fly, but simply strolled lazily.
At this point, they were already some distance from Qiankun Mountain. The terrain was a smooth, flat plain, inhabited by humans, and the streets were crowded with people.
Ming Qi simply made his way to a nearby large city and found a nice restaurant. He set out his food and drinks, enjoying himself while watching the people passing by on the streets. It was quite a sight.
This city, called Feihe City, is one of the larger ones in the Juefu area, connecting several cities of varying sizes. Merchants and trade flowing through it have brought immense benefits to the immortal cultivation forces in the area.
During his meal, Ming Qi gained some understanding of the immortal cultivation forces in this area.
Within this area, which stretches several thousand miles, there are two immortal cultivation forces. One is the Feihe Sect, located approximately three hundred miles north of Feihe City. The other is Yanyu Villa, situated at the foot of Cuiyun Mountain, south of Feihe City.
Although both Feihe Sect and Yanyu Villa are affiliated with the Mohist School, they are not on good terms with each other, engaging in a fierce and ruthless private feud, much like the Lihuo Sect and Biyou Sect in Jinchuan.
Where there are people, there are bound to be conflicts, especially among immortal cultivators. Therefore, Ming Qi was not at all surprised by the relationship between Feihe Sect and Yanyu Villa.
Just as Ming Qi finished his meal and was enjoying his tea, he heard a commotion on the street, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps downstairs. It sounded like quite a few people were rushing in, and then they were heading upstairs.
"Boss, our young master has reserved the second floor. Clean it up immediately and bring up the delicious food and wine!"
Upon hearing this, Ming Qi's first reaction was that these people were probably local tyrants from Feihe City. But as they gradually approached, he took a quick look and realized they were actually a group of cultivators.
"So they're disciples of the Feihe Sect."
Looking at their attire and the flying crane embroidered on their robes, Ming Qi easily recognized them as members of the Feihe Sect.
"What are you looking at? Have you seen them before?"
Ming Qi only took a few glances, and one of the burly Feihe disciples immediately started yelling and glaring, looking like a local bully.
As soon as the group arrived, the diners on the second floor quietly stood up and went downstairs. Some continued drinking downstairs, while others simply paid their bills and left. They all knew they were not to be trifled with, so they simply ignored them.
Soon, Ming Qi was the only one left on the spacious second floor.
Originally, Ming Qi had planned to leave, but seeing how rude this group was, he felt deeply annoyed. He narrowed his eyes, staring at the group of about a dozen Feihe Sect disciples for a few seconds, and said calmly, "I'm just watching. What do you want?"
"You! You're looking for death!"
The burly man who had spoken earlier was instantly enraged. He took two quick steps forward, apparently intending to teach Ming Qi a lesson.
"Don't do it!"
Just then, a young man among them gently rebuked the burly man.
Then the young man took a few steps forward, approaching Ming Qi's table and saying, "Don't blame them, sir. They're ignorant. If they offended you, please forgive them."
The young man had delicate features, rosy lips, and white teeth, and was strikingly handsome. Although he wore the same Feihe Sect attire, he exuded a unique aura. Coupled with his refined manners, he impressed Ming Qi favorably.
"Excuse me, who are you?"
Ming Qi ignored the rambling man and asked.
"My name is Zhuang Xiaosheng, and Zhuang Kuocheng, the head of the Feihe Sect, is my father," the young man said politely.
"Oh... so you're the young head of the Feihe Sect. My apologies."
Ming Qi didn't care much for the Feihe Sect. Although the Liuli Holy Land was a new sect, he didn't care about a third-rate sect like the Feihe Sect.
"I dare not. If you're looking for some relaxation, you should definitely visit Feihe Sect one day to learn a thing or two."
As they spoke, the waiter brought the food and wine. Zhuang Xiaosheng spread it out on the table in front of Ming Qi, first filling Ming Qi's glass with wine, then pouring himself a glass.
"Come, a toast to you. May you enjoy this Thousand Miles of Splendid River."
With that, Zhuang Xiaosheng tilted his head back and emptied his glass.
After finishing his glass, while it was unclear whether Zhuang Xiaosheng's modesty was a facade or simply his nature, it was at least impeccable for the moment, and Ming Qi was happy to have a few more.
Afterward, the food and wine were served, and the others gradually found tables to sit down and drink. Ming Qi and Zhuang Xiaosheng drank one glass after another.
During the conversation, Ming Qi also learned that this area was collectively known as Jinxiu River, and that the Feihe Sect's main seat was on Qianceng Peak, west of Feihe City.
"Excuse me, sir, where are you from?"
After chatting for a while, Zhuang Xiaosheng casually inquired about Ming Qi's origins.
"Well, I guess I'm from the Jiufang Palace."
Ming Qi gave a vague answer. After all, no one knew anything about the Glazed Sacred Land at the moment, and since it was near the Jiufang Palace anyway, that wasn't a bad answer.
"Ah, you're actually from the Jiufang Palace!"
Zhuang Xiaosheng was shocked to hear Ming Qi say he was from the Jiufang Palace.
The Jiufang Palace was the ruling power in the entire Juefu area, and hailing from the Jiufang Palace naturally carried a certain weight of authority. Logically, any member of the Jiufang Palace was to be greeted with courtesy by all the factions under Juefu's jurisdiction.
Although young, Zhuang Xiaosheng was a brilliant mind. Upon hearing Ming Qi say he was from the Jiufang Palace, he was immediately thankful that his earlier courtesy had paid off. He hadn't expected such a seemingly young man, appearing alone in Jinxiuchuan, to actually be from the Jiufang Palace.
"Yes, I'm just taking a stroll around with nothing else to do. I wonder what beautiful sights there are in Jinxiu River? Could you recommend some to me?"
Ming Qi casually sipped his wine.
"Speaking of beautiful scenery, you've come to the right place, my lord, in Jinxiu River."
Zhuang Xiaosheng was in high spirits. Upon hearing that Ming Qi was enjoying the scenery, he immediately introduced Ming Qi to every beautiful spot within the thousands of miles of Jinxiu River. Finally, he asked if he needed a guide to accompany him.
"No need for a guide. I'll just wander around. As for the Feihe Sect of Qianceng Peak, I'll definitely visit them when I have time."
After another glass of wine, Ming Qi prepared to leave. His chance encounter with Zhuang Xiaosheng, the young master of the Feihe Sect, was just a minor incident. As for whether to visit the Feihe Sect, he hadn't yet decided.
It was already afternoon when Ming Qi left the restaurant. Originally, he hadn't known where to go. But now, Zhuang Xiaosheng had just introduced him to many beautiful places in Jinxiu River, so he could choose one to visit.
He left as soon as he said he would, leaping into the air and leaving Feihe City in an instant.
"Zhuang Xiaosheng just mentioned a beautiful place west of Feihe City. Let's go check it out."
After leaving Feihe City, Ming Qi flew west.