The Captain snatched the bottle and eagerly opened the cap, his eyes immediately going wide.

It took him a good ten seconds to react.

"Not bad, not bad. Since you’re here to become a disciple, just go into the city. Everyone listen up, from now on he’s one of our brothers, no one is to make things difficult for him. Whoever does, will be going against me, understood?" The Captain laughed heartily.

Ye Luo chuckled wryly, it seems that everywhere you are, money really makes the world go round, just like the saying goes.

"But little brother, if you give me another bottle, I can give you a token that will let you walk sideways in the Holy City without worry!"

The Captain suddenly leaned close to Ye Luo and whispered mysteriously.

But how could Ye Luo not see through this bluff? If he produced another bottle, surely the Captain would suspect he had a third one too!

Besides, his offer of walking sideways was just nonsense; he’s just a Guard Captain, where would he have such authority?

"Big brother, I really don’t have another. The Clan Leader gave me this one bottle when I left, saying it would help me out of trouble. It seems he was right!" Ye Luo pretended to be timid as he spoke.

"I see!" The Captain immediately lost interest in Ye Luo, waved him off impatiently, and couldn’t be bothered to say more.

Ye Luo didn’t mind and quickly went forward. In truth, he had no idea where this so-called Holy City was.

Moreover, Zi Wei had never mentioned any such thing as a Holy City. She wouldn’t hide anything from Ye Luo, which meant the Holy City must have formed later!

So, who would be so idle as to build a city in a forbidden land?

After all, the Sixth Region is vast, and its population density is far less than that of Earth.

Anyone wanting to claim a mountain or build a city would have no trouble finding a spot.

But building a city here doesn’t make any sense.

Ye Luo was puzzled; if there were a city ahead, the Power of Laws shouldn’t be this violent. Why is the strength not showing any signs of diminishing?

Moreover, the way ahead is still pitch black, with no signs of a city.

So where exactly is the Holy City?

But since the Captain pointed this way, there must be a Holy City in this direction!

"Stop! Who dares to trespass into the Holy City?" An authoritative voice suddenly rang out ahead, startling him.

This place is just like that; Divine Sense doesn’t dare to spread, so one’s senses aren’t much stronger than an ordinary person’s.

Therefore, this sudden voice caught Ye Luo off guard. If it were an ambush, wouldn’t it be dangerous?

His vigilance was heightened even more.

Soon after, a middle-aged man appeared in front of him.

A true Body Cultivator and quite powerful, even containing a hint of Dao Tempo.

This level of body cultivation definitely matched Ye Luo’s, if not surpassed him slightly.

"Sir, I was ordered by the Captain to report to the Holy City!" Ye Luo quickly explained.

After all, the Guard Captain did tell him to come here, and apparently, he did have that power.

"Captain?" The middle-aged man frowned, "If that’s the case, go ahead!"

This surprised Ye Luo a bit. He had expected to be questioned more but was let in easily.

Wait! Where is he going in? Could it be, the Holy City is in another dimension? Yes, that must be it!

After all, even a Body Cultivator like this man couldn’t survive long in such an environment.

Of course, with endless cultivation resources, that would be another story.

While Ye Luo was pondering, a Transmission Array appeared in front of him.

Clearly, this was the portal to the Holy City.

Ye Luo hesitated; after all, he came for the Gold Silk Wood, and entering the Holy City carries countless potential dangers.

So, what should he choose?

But then he chuckled to himself. Without entering the Holy City, he couldn’t even hope to get near the Gold Silk Wood. First, he needed to find out who owned it!

With that thought, he stepped forward, his vision blurred, and he found himself in an entirely new space.

Spaces like these are common, and Ye Luo wasn’t particularly surprised.

But the structures in this space did leave him a bit shocked.

The buildings here hardly resembled a city, let alone a Holy City. They couldn’t even match the slums on Earth.

Some of the houses were just piles of boulders, and since there’s no interference from the Power of Laws, there’s no sense of comfort here for a cultivator. It’s merely a signal that it’s inhabited, and that it’s someone’s domain, nothing more.

Looking around, the number of cultivators here was actually substantial.

Yet Ye Luo carefully observed and noticed some clues!

Here, several factions were present, each with its own territory, and their attire varied greatly.

Ye Luo frowned; where were these people from?

By their clothing, they clearly weren’t from the Sixth Region. Could it be they aren’t Sixth Region cultivators?

Right, the Sixth Region couldn’t possibly have this many strong cultivators!

After all, there were quite a few cultivators at the Ancestor level here, and it’s unlikely that Ancestors from the Sixth Region would come here to suffer like this!

The life of cultivators here isn’t great; for one thing, there are no cultivation resources, meaning cultivation progresses slowly.

Over time, it might even result in regression.

"Kid, where are you from?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man called out casually from a distance.

Ye Luo was taken aback, "I’m a native here, came to find a master!"

Finding a master? Instantly, the middle-aged man’s expression became bizarre.

"Are you sure you weren’t deceived?"

Deceived? Ye Luo had a bad premonition.

It seemed this Holy City wasn’t as wonderful as it sounded!

And judging by their expressions, even though their realms weren’t low, they didn’t look like they were cultivating, more like they were resigned to their fate.

This was something faintly visible on the outside squad members too!

"Senior, what do you mean by this!" Ye Luo asked, puzzled.

The middle-aged man laughed, "Nothing, nothing. So, who do you intend to take as a master? How about you take me as your master and follow me?"

Ye Luo glanced at him. His cultivation level here was just average. Of course, Ye Luo’s seeking a master was just a facade, he never intended to do so.

Moreover, even if he did, he shouldn’t choose a highly skilled cultivator. This middle-aged man fit his criteria perfectly!

His cultivation wasn’t high, and with Ye Luo’s abilities, if he were to use them, it would be easy to hold his own against him if not outright defeat him.