The heavens were kind. They encountered almost no turbulent Evil Qi along the way, and the Spiritual Vessel flew both fast and steady, arriving at Shangyuan Immortal Market in just half a day.
The four cultivators on the Spiritual Vessel unloaded the cargo and transported it to a shop in the market. Zhao Lin also lent a hand, helping them with two trips.
Upon entering the market, he once again felt a wave of pressure wash over him. The Spiritual Acupoints all over his body closed, leaving only the slightest crack open.
Because he had experienced this before, Zhao Lin didn't find it uncomfortable. Instead, he felt a sense of peace.
The Protective Array suppressed the cultivators' ability to cast Magic, especially offensive Magic, pulling everyone's strength down to the same level.
'I'm a Martial Cultivator, so I'm actually at an advantage here. I wouldn't even be afraid of a Foundation Establishment cultivator in this place.'
