In the bedroom on the second floor of the central mansion of East City Villa Area, Wang Zhifan, fully equipped, held a peculiar token with a black background and gold trim. It was the Guest Minister Token he had obtained from Sect Leader Xiong of the Wuji Sect in the previous quest.

The purpose of this item was to grant him three daily accesses to the world of the Wuji Sect Mission. Wang Zhifan hadn't planned to visit so soon, but he realized his survival resources from the Great Catastrophe Mansion Quest were running low, so he intended to replenish ingredients before heading to the next mission.

After all, in previous quests, he found that the food from there could be stored in the portable space. The advantage of such preparation was that if faced with a survival-type mission or a prolonged quest, he could directly retrieve backup supplies to replenish himself, freeing him from seeking local resources.

The reason Wang Zhifan suspected danger upon his return was due to his speculation that while he aided Wuji Sect in killing the troublesome Demon Sect people, the opposition might not have exhausted their efforts with a single assault. It's likely stronger Demon Sect forces would come, and otherwise, the Wuji Sect Leader wouldn't have invited him to be an Honored Guest Elder with generous terms.

"Though the Guest Minister Order hasn't issued Sect Leader Xiong's summons yet, I must not be careless. It's possible the Wuji Sect has been destroyed by Demon Sect masters too quickly to issue a call. I must immediately confirm this upon arrival, and quickly return if anything's amiss."

With the Guest Minister Order in hand, Wang Zhifan didn't worry about encountering formidable enemies in that world, as he could always return to the real world. His current strength was also not weak enough to be defeated instantly.

Before long, gripping the black-gold token and initiating his thoughts, he was seized by a familiar mental transient state. When his surroundings became clear again, he found himself standing on a vast bluestone plaza.

At the moment, the sun overhead hadn't been risen for long, likely around morning. To the left of the plaza, a large bonfire was smoking, revealing some charred human bones inside. On the right stood a huge, peculiar Demon Sect Flying Ship, surrounded by shadows bustling about its edges for unknown purposes.

"This scene seems largely unchanged from when I left, with no traces of Demon Sect activity. Everywhere I see are Wuji Sect disciples and attendants, indicating this place hasn't been avenged by the Demon Sect yet."

Quickly confirming the area's safety, Wang Zhifan pocketed the tightly held Guest Minister Order, then removed his Wind Concealing Conical Hat from his head back into his portable space, heading towards the Wuji Sect's main hall ahead on the plaza.

After crossing the sizable bluestone plaza, he arrived in front of the Wuji Sect's main hall. Before he could speak, two black-clad Wuji Sect disciples tasked with guarding the entrance recognized him from over a yard away, bowing and greeting simultaneously:

"Greetings, Mr. Wang!"

"You two need not be so courteous. Can I ask if Sect Leader Xiong is currently in the sect?"

Wang Zhifan replied.

"Mr. Wang, you are late. The Sect Leader left early this morning."

Responded one of the gatekeeping disciples.

"Oh... Thank you for informing me. Since the Sect Leader is not here, I won't go inside."

Wang Zhifan originally intended to inquire about Demon Sect's retaliation for future preparedness concerning developments, but given the absence of Sect Leader Xiong, he decided against entering the Wuji Sect's main hall, instead heading towards the slightly distant Wuji Sect warehouse.

His knowledge of the Wuji Sect warehouse location came during a previous quest, when Sect Leader Xiong took him around leisurely, and his purpose now was to obtain some silver coins as benefits for his Honored Guest Elder status, since purchasing without the local currency was impractical.

A short time later, in the Wuji Sect warehouse, Wang Zhifan presented his Guest Minister Order to the manager and quickly received several hundred taels of silver coins. Testing their usability, he stored them all in his portable space and swiftly descended the mountain towards the nearby city.

From his prior discussions with Sect Leader Xiong, he knew the city near Wuji Sect Mountain Gate was Pingwu City. Although not particularly large, Pingwu City was midsize yet densely populated and commercially thriving. As the most crucial tribute city currently controlled by Wuji Sect, it provided essential economic support for the sect's operations.

Following the broad mountain path from the towering and level Wuji Mountain, Wang Zhifan promptly summoned his rare mount, the Red Deer Horse, riding this celestial steed towards his destination.

Yet, he did not urge the Red Deer to sprint through the sky or go very fast, merely approaching Pingwu City at an ordinary galloping speed, as his visit wasn't urgent — more a casual exploration of the mission world.

As he rode the Red Deer Horse leisurely closer to Pingwu City nestled around Wuji Mountain, he gradually obtained a clear view of this city spanning approximately ten miles.

Pingwu City resembled ancient cityscapes from Xia Country period dramas with a ring of roughly one-yard-tall, somewhat aged stone walls surrounding it. Each of its four sites had a city gate connecting roads to the outside world.

The gate guards weren't imperial troops, but black-clad Wuji Sect disciples, checking travelers' origins and collecting entry fees according to specific rules.

The peripheral walls showed little sign of prioritized fortification, merely a few leisurely patrolling Wuji Sect disciples. Their stance indicated primarily preventing civilians from crossing the walls freely, not relying on the one-yard-high stone walls to thwart true adversarial forces.

Inside Pingwu City, clusters of ancient towers and elegant pavilions stood adjacent, linking bustling streets together in vibrant expanse, emitting lively chattering sounds that conveyed the city's vitality even before truly entering.

"Cities governed and administered by the sect? This quest world indeed holds some intrigue."

With curiosity, Wang Zhifan mounted his Red Deer Horse, donned the Wind Concealing Conical Hat, and promptly entered Pingwu City by displaying his Guest Minister Order.

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