The Shushan Immortal Sect was pure and strict. It was truly an immortal dao sect.

As for Yan Huang Imperial City, it was a little more rough and ready. Although it was a city above the clouds, much like an immortal palace, after spending some time with the people here, one would find that the connections were even more complex, and concerned one's welfare even more. Those who were talented were even more likely to rise.

It was virtually unrelated to one's birth and background.

But the Shushan Immortal Sect was different. Those like Nangong Wei and the other children of sword sages were born with silver spoons in their mouths, while an otherworldly talent like Wu Yu was the brunt of jealousy.

Today, he had consecutively met Jiang Xuechuan, Ji Qingan, and Zhang Tiande. Jiang Xuechuan's refreshing forthcoming manner, Ji Qingan's meticulousness, and Zhang Tiande's open trust all had left a deep impression on Wu Yu.

Wu Yu had grown up in the military, and had spent many years rolling and living with the down-to-earth troops. And therefore, he realized that, at least in terms of freedom and easygoing-ness, Yan Huang Imperial City was a good fit for him.

There were just too many rules at the Shushan Immortal Sect.

And even the little...