“Let’s… just give Gerald those holy stones for now! We need to prioritize our lives!” muttered Grand Elder as he shook his head.

“Unfortunately, that’s all we can do!” said the others in helpless tones…

After handing exactly one hundred holy stones to Gerald’s men, they made it a point to refuse any further guests for the time being…

It was two days later when a huge ship docked at Mayberry City’s port. Three old men—who had plain clothes on—could be seen standing at the bow of the ship, their hands behind their backs.

“So this is Mayberry City! What a fine-looking place!” said one of the elders cheerily.

“Indeed. You know, I remember Great-grandfather saying that before one was able to enter the cultivation realm, the best place to start cultivating was in certain locations within the secular world! Two such locations are Zephyr Island—which is up north in Jay City—and Mayberry City!” replied another old man.

It was evident by this point that the three were none other than