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Chapter 146 First Steps, Players of the Taoist Class

After watching the sunrise from the top of Golden City, Lin Zhuo found a secluded, deserted room and activated a portal to the dungeon.

One advantage of online dungeons like "The Legend of Fallen Immortals" is that there's no need to prepare too thoroughly beforehand, and you can return to the real world to resupply midway through.

However, once players have Disaster Coins, they can buy almost any supplies they need on the forum, so there's no need to leave the instance unless there are special circumstances.

Passing through the dark purple vortex of time and space, the scenery before his eyes suddenly changed, including the different gravity of the environment. Lin Zhuo felt slightly relaxed. This was the change brought about by coming from the planet Angolo with higher gravity to the world of "The Legend of the Fallen Immortal".

Looking around, he found himself standing on a vast, desolate plain covered with withered grass. The tall, yellow grass reached his waist, and a mighty wind swept in from the north, like a colorless, broad hand brushing across gray-yellow cashmere, creating undulating waves.

The sky was high and the clouds were light. On the distant horizon, several floating mountains, each about the size of a fist, floated in the sky. Mist and haze swirled around them like a light veil. Thousands of pavilions could be vaguely seen, all painted in large swaths of bright red lacquer, as brilliant as fire. There were also figures like dust motes, moving about in the air like a woven tapestry. It was truly a magnificent celestial market.

Lin Zhuo knew that this was the place where people, spirits, demons, and monsters who cultivated immortality gathered in the world of "The Fallen Immortal Chronicles". Such markets facilitated the exchange of goods and the discussion of metaphysics and laws, and were often regarded as home by wandering cultivators from all over the world.

The inner screen of the armor helmet began displaying geographical information such as humidity, wind speed, sunrise and sunset positions and times, as Chijiang diligently integrated the discovered data. However, it would take some time for it to adapt to the physical laws of this plane, because the world of "The Fallen Immortal Chronicles" is flat, the sun and moon revolve around the earth, and the stars are not the enormous, blazing sun in deep space.

"Senior brother, senior brother~ Where did you get this outfit? It looks great." Shu Yuliu's cheerful greeting came from behind. Lin Zhuo turned around and saw two teammates walking out of the two teleportation portals.

The login coordinates for the "Fallen Immortal Chronicles" instance are completely random. It's fortunate that the three of them teamed up; otherwise, they would be scattered across the world by now. After joining a local faction, they can choose the faction's main city as their login location to avoid being teleported to some strange place by the portal in the cross-network.

"Long time no see." Lin Zhuo took off his helmet, greeted her with a smile, and looked his junior sister up and down. "You're one to talk, but you look quite smart."

"hey-hey."

It's clear that these two teammates also rushed to the dungeon in a hurry, and like him, they didn't even change their clothes.

Shu Yuliu wore a blue-green imitation ancient Nuo opera mask depicting the image of a mountain demon. Her costume was layered, as if she were draped with brocade and flowers. The skirt was voluminous, the sleeves were wide, and her waist was slender like a gourd neck. A brand-new waist drum was tied at her waist.

As she moves, her elaborate clothing is colorful and patterned, dazzling and mesmerizing, drawing viewers into Shu Yuliu's physical performance without them even realizing it.

Clearly, the clothes and musical instruments have been upgraded to blue-quality equipment.

Jin Xiaohu's attire was that of a masked thief, completely covered by a black bodysuit, with only four golden orange paws showing. He also wore a willow wood hat on his head, and the cat's head hidden in the shadows looked as if it were immersed in a thin mist and could not be clearly seen.

"The kitten looks so handsome today," Lin Zhuo complimented.

"Hmph." Jin Xiaohu, who had been pretending to be aloof, immediately broke down and let out a laugh that he couldn't hide. "Ahem, this is a cat's work uniform. I'm afraid my family will recognize me as Golden Eagle, the chivalrous thief of the big city."

Shu Yuliu leaned closer to Lin Zhuo and tapped his armor with his fingers, then glanced behind him. "Senior brother, you've grown a tail?"

"This is the Dragoon armor, pretty good armor. Hmm, the art style definitely doesn't suit this dungeon. I'll adjust it."

Lin Zhuo always wore the Mask of Free Will, which he used to change his clothes at this time.

He transformed his dragon rider armor into a dark, martial arts outfit, with the dragon tail becoming a belt. The fully enclosed helmet was stored in his storage ring.

Chi Jiang complained in a low voice, "Xiao Lin, I can't see anything right now, and I can't collect any information."

Lin Zhuo then took out the small robot from the ring and let it sit on his shoulder, acting as Chi Jiang's clone.

"Happy!" Shu Yuliu exclaimed joyfully, coming over to greet the little robot.

Jin Xiaohu jumped onto Lin Zhuo's other shoulder, claiming this prime spot. He raised his paw and pointed at the distant Immortal Market, shouting, "The sun is about to set, let's hurry up and get going. Cats don't want to sleep in the wild."

As the saying goes, "Looking at a mountain makes one's horse run itself to death." The Floating Immortal Pavilion appears to be on the horizon, but in reality, it's hundreds of miles away. Walking at a leisurely pace would be impossible.

It was too late. The two used their leaping techniques and sped away like lightning.

Watching Shu Yuliu running ahead with ease, Lin Zhuo thought to himself, "Junior Sister's lightness skill has surpassed mine. It must already be of blue quality. It seems I should make up for my shortcomings in martial arts when I have some free time."

In fact, when it comes to speed, Lin Zhuo, who cultivates the true essence of stone, and Shu Yuliu, who cultivates the true essence of wood, are no match for Jin Xiaohu, who controls the true essence of iron.

Metal and iron primordial energy is known for its sharpness and speed. In terms of killing power, it is unparalleled among mortal primordial energy. After being integrated with mental energy, it is best at destruction, followed by divine movement, then body protection, and finally profound mystery.

However, Jin Xiaohu clearly enjoyed riding on Lin Zhuo's shoulders.

"Senior brother, there are signs of life ahead—we've arrived, Xian'en Town. This place looks quite lively."

"The Legend of Fallen Immortals is a world where ordinary people and cultivators live together, so there must be such a transitional buffer zone. The name Immortal Grace Town is quite common, so we can't determine our current location. We'll have to go to the Floating Mountain above and ask around."

"How about we wander around town first?" Shu Yuliu rubbed his belly. "I think the most urgent thing is to find a place to have a good meal. I guess the gold and silver we have can only be used in this mortal world. Cultivators exchange for spirit jade, so we'll have to find some unscrupulous merchants to exchange for some."

"Are you referring to the customer service representatives of those trading platforms in the public chat as unscrupulous merchants?"

"Yeah, that's what other players are calling him. There's always a reason behind wearing leather pants over cotton pants. If someone is called a swindler, they must not be a very nice person."

"Well said!" Before Lin Zhuo could answer, a voice of agreement drifted from the street.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a petite girl dressed in purple and black, wearing a horned crown, holding a wine jar and nodding to them from the railings and chairs on the second floor of a restaurant facing the street.

This little girl looked to be only about 1.4 meters tall, but she acted like a seven-foot-tall man. Despite being dressed as a Taoist priest, she drank alcohol without any restraint and sat rather slouching on her seat.

"I am Lin Zhuo, a level five Qigong master. May I ask your guidance?"

"Wow, buddy, you speak so formally. Alright then. I am Wu Huaiyao, a sixth-level Taoist priest. Is that a proper introduction?"

"Little Sister Wu, we're new here. Can we ask you for some information?" Shu Yuliu asked sincerely, clasping her hands together.

"You bunch of greenhorns! Don't you know how fierce the battles are between the players on both sides in this dungeon? Have you thought about whether you want to take the righteous path or the demonic path?"

Jin Xiaohu's cat body trembled. "Hmph, look how dashing and debonair we are, of course we are righteous heroes."

"Alright, come on up, I'll treat you to drinks!" Wu Huaiyao grinned.

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