"Yes, you are correct. There is crystal dust in the air because the entire ground is made out of regular dirt and crystals."
"With every gust of wind, a tiny amount of crystal will become airborne and be absorbed into your body to absorb before later transforming into crystal energy. Just be careful not to inhale too much dust, or you will die." Immortal Miessy said in a casual tone as if she wasn't aware of how dangerous she revealed this world was to mortals.
For immortals and immortal cultivators, inhaling crystal dust wouldn't harm them significantly since they could still absorb it. It simply would be extremely inefficient and take much more time than using their hands.
Even if they could, their control over their own bodies was excellent, and they could remove the excess crystal dust from the bodies with some time. But for mortals, unless they were martial artists, they would suffer a great deal from having crystal dust slowly accumulating in their lungs.
Unless they got treatment on a regular basis, they were guaranteed to die an early death. But this wasn't something an immortal like Immortal Miessy would be concerned about.
None of the mortals on the first floor had any relationship with her and would never be able to form one. She could live longer than enter bloodlines and outlive humanity itself if she had the chance.
So her feelings towards mortals were nonexistent, and she wouldn't allow herself to endure the pain of developing a relationship with a being bound to die before her. But regardless of how dangerous this world was to mortals, it was almost a paradise for immortal cultivators.
To have crystal dust flying in the air and being absorbed into their bodies without any thought and regularly was a dream for immortal cultivators. Yoze immediately began to see the benefits of such a design as he felt his empty crystal nerves begin to fill up.
It was an extremely tiny amount, but Yoze recognized that immortal cultivators that stayed here all year around would be able to make more progress than in the real world. This extra crystal dust entering their bodies was equivalent to having their crystal energy storage filled an extra two to three times a year.
These two additional refills are extremely valuable to desperate immortal cultivators who were barely scraping toward becoming immortals. This would help them make progress but could also allow them to spare some time practicing spells.
It made sense why all rogue immortal cultivators desired to enter an immortal sect. As long as their talent was a bit better or they just had a bit more luck, they could almost guarantee becoming immortal.
"Thank you for the warning Immortal Miessy. I will make sure to never inhale too much dust." Alosa said with a term face as she permanently imprinted Immortal Miessy's words into her mind.
"Forget it; I don't want to waste any more time. Patty, we need to get to the fourth floor as soon as possible. Having the two Observers breathing down our necks is uncomfortable." Noticing that Immortal Miessy wanted to continue giving Alosa more details, Immortal Scotty, who hadn't spoken for a long time, raised his complaints.
Immortal Patty coldly stared at Immortal Scotty from the corner of his eyes before lifting his hand. Even though he hated Immortal Scotty to his core, he also didn't like being watched for merely six months.
When he turned back to see that the two twin brothers had somehow appeared behind him and staring at his back with their sparkling blue eyes, a shiver crawled down his spine. Even though this wasn't his first time being assigned an observer, he couldn't get used to their disappearing and reappearing act.
"Miessy, you can take Alosa on a tour when we return. Right now, the Sect expects us to turn in our mission and get our rewards." Immortal Patty said with respect for Immortal Miessy laced in his voice.
"Okay, I understand." Knowing she was outvoted, Immortal Miessy stopped herself from continuing her lesson.
After their lesson was cut short, Immortal Patty flew his sword toward an enormous white marble pillar several miles out of the City. The pillar was truly massive as it extended far into the sky and dug an unknown distance into the earth.
If it wasn't for the fact that Yoze and Alosa knew they were underground, they would have felt that the pillar wasn't made by a powerful immortal. They would have thought that this pillar was placed here by the gods. Yoze couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat as he could only imagine how old the founder of the Immortal Palace Sect was and how powerful he was.
While Yoze and Alosa were absorbing everything and adjusting their mindset, Immortal Patty flew his sword toward a hole in the smooth white pillar. As they grew closer, Yoze noticed that dozens of other immortal cultivators and immortals also entered the hole before being sucked deeper into the earth.
When they finally entered themselves, Yoze and Alosa felt a gentle gust of wind pushing them lower. However, with Immortal Patty's holding them up, they didn't fall a single centimeter. That was when they suddenly heard Immortal Patty's voice calmly shout two words.
"Fourth Floor,"
As soon as those words were uttered, the weak gusts of wind became extremely powerful as they pulled them deeper and deeper into the ground at an accelerating rate. In a flash, Yoze and Alosa found that they flew past two other holes with completely different environments from the first floor.
After passing the third floor, the wind that was pulling them down gradually became less fierce until they came to a stop at the fourth hole that they had seen.
"This is the fourth floor and home to the Mission Collection Room. It might be smaller than the first floor, but for immortal cultivators and immortals, this floor is vastly more important." After arriving at the fourth floor, Immortal Scotty cracked his shoulders before dismounting Immortal Patty's sword.
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