Chapter 1201: We’re Saved (1/2)

Fluffy clouds scuttling across a purple sky suddenly smashed into each other as a bolt of black lightning arced through the firmament.

Rumble—

Halfway through his teleportation, Lu Yun felt the world spin before he, the little fox, and Zhuo Bufan fell out of the formation light.

“Eh? Are we there already?” The little fox picked herself up from the ground and rubbed her aching bottom. She looked around with confusion, taking in purple grassy fields that stretched on without end until they met the purple sky. It was almost impossible to tell where the horizon was.

“No, something went wrong with the transportation formation.” Lu Yun stood up, his expression solemn behind the mask.

“Something did indeed go wrong.” Zhuo Bufan hastily adjusted his executive enforcer’s mask to ensure that his face and cultivation remained fully concealed. “Please be careful, young master and mistress. Don’t take off the enforcer uniform no matter what! The wilds of the Hongmeng are extraordinarily dangerous. Apart from desperate renegades, there are also countless vengeful spirits and violent ghosts wandering the land.”

His tone was incomparably serious, but he was more baffled than anything. The transportation formation at alliance headquarters was the strongest of its kind in the Hongmeng. it never malfunctioned, but this time, it’d failed halfway through transportation.

“Did you say vengeful spirits and violent ghosts?” Lu Yun’s eyes widened. “There are ghosts in the Hongmeng, and they even wander around in the wild?”

“Yes!” Zhuo Bufan nodded. “It’s rumored that there’s an illusory world in the Hongmeng filled with macabre mausoleums. Apparently, the vicious ghosts in our realm all come from the mausoleums of that world.”

Lu Yun and the little fox looked at each other; they’d just been discussing the mausoleum of the Hongmeng.

“An illusory world?” Lu Yun swept the surroundings with the Spectral Eye, but didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

“Don’t worry, young master. If I’m seeing things correctly, we’re at the Redbud Plains [1] of the Redbud Region. It’s not too far away from Starcloud City. There should be a lot of inhabitants around the Redbud Plains, so we can use the transportation formation at the nearest city and complete our trip to Starcloud,” Zhuo Bufan reassured.

“Ah yes, talk to us about stuff that’s commonly known in the Hongmeng—the cultivation levels here, for instance,” mentioned the little fox.

“Understood.” Zhuo Bufan nodded. “Cultivation division in the Hongmeng is simple and much less complicated than the chaos. There are only three realms: inferior, common, and superior.”

“That’s simple enough. You’re in the common realm, aren’t you?” asked Lu Yun.

Zhuo Bufan chuckled ruefully and nodded. “The lizard-dragon is a superior, and one of the greats in that realm.”

“What about the kings?” the little fox wanted to know.

“Kings aren’t a cultivation realm, they’re a title bestowed on the basis of strength! One can become a king if their strength is acknowledged by the Hongmeng Tower!” Yearning flashed through Zhuo Bufan’s eyes when he mentioned the tower and the title of king.

“Then what are we? Stowaways in the Hongmeng?” grumbled the little fox.

“In… inferiors,” whispered Zhuo Bufan. “Just like the chaos, there are ordinary beings here too. They need to climb their way up step by step. Anyone who isn’t in the common realm is considered inferior.”

Lu Yun rubbed his forehead. His past self should’ve been at the apex of Hongmeng superiors, but his strength hadn’t been to the level of being bestowed a title of king.

Honestly, it wouldn’t have been too hard if his past self had wanted to be a king. However, he’d been focused on studying dao fruits and never purposefully pursued battle strength, though he brimmed with tremendous combat arts.

When sovereigns from the chaos arrived in the Hongmeng, they were also in the inferior realm—but at its peak. When their battle strength could pierce through the barrier between the second and third realms, that placed them in the common realm.

Zhuo Bufan looked through his storage treasure and took out a flight treasure shaped like a bird. The three set foot on it and soared into the sky with a shake of the bird’s wings.

The Hongmeng was truly extensive, immeasurable and broad. Even its kings had never found the end of the realm. Where Hongmeng beings lived seemed to be only the tip of the iceberg.