Time moved at a relative speed depending on where one was. No one understood it very well, but it was different between worlds, ever so slightly such that one couldn’t notice it on a day-by-day basis.

If a single day passed in one world, in another world, it may have been a day and a few minutes. Then, in another world, it may end up being a few minutes less than a day.

There was no crazy difference, but enough so that within a single year, the words would be apart by a day or two.

For mortals who never left their world, it did not matter. For Immortals, it still did not matter as they never cared much about the passage of days. They marked their time in months, if not years, so losing a few days was nothing to them.

However, it did matter when it had to do with things that were counted in days, like the Interrealm Teleportation formation.

Because every year would further separate worlds by a few days, with thousands and thousands of years, even if all the teleportation formations started at the same time, they would begin drifting apart. By now, no one really kept track of how long it had been since the last teleportation formation worked since it would differ in the other world.

“Since time itself changes when we move to another world, our perception of it changes as well. There isn’t really anything that you can do to figure out how much it has changed since it’s at such a grand scale. I’ve known people who understood Time Dao that still failed to perfectly grasp the minute differences in the flow of time in each world.”

Alex was quite surprised to hear that. No wonder he hadn’t sensed the different when he moved here. He had been learning to tell the difference in time after all.

“So each world has a different rate of time?” he asked. “Do you perhaps know why that is?” The old man shrugged. “I cannot tell you for I do not know. As I said, people who understood Time Dao failed to recognize the mysteries behind it. There may be people who know that answer, but I certainly do not,” Grimsight told Alex.

“Don’t worry too much about it,” Silvermist said from the side. “It doesn’t really matter how fast time moves or how slow it moves. The most you’ll lose is a year in a thousand years.”

Alex nodded. He truly had nothing to worry about.

“Now then,” Silvermist said, sinking into a couch. “Go off and do whatever you want. We’ll wait here for Firestar to return with the information you want. Once we have that, I will take you to space. I could probably let you go alone, but there are too many people out there for me to feel safe with you being alone.”

“I don’t believe the people out there are that hostile, are they?” Alex asked.

“No, but you can never know what would set them off. If you somehow manage to fly higher than someone who is stronger than you, they may end up thinking you have some sort of treasure and kill you for it. Can’t have that happening now, can I?”

“That we can’t,” Alex said. He had no intention of dying just because someone got a little jealous of him.

Snowleaf turned toward them and said, “Senior brother, shouldn’t you start teaching him? You said you let him be on his own because he was cultivating. Now that he has stopped cultivating, he should start learning, shouldn’t he?”

“We have 2 years before we leave. We can start once we are there,” Silvermist said and turned to look at Alex. “These 2 years will be your free time. Use it as much as you can as you will not receive any such freedom until the end of the tournament.”

Alex nodded. “I will look forward to training with you, master.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Silvermist said. “Go do what you want for now.”

“Can I go walk around the city?” he asked. “I wish to see more of the place.”

“Sure, don’t go too far,” Silvermist said. “And call brother Grimsight as soon as you face any trouble. He will rush to save you.”

Alex nodded. “I will master,” he said and walked away.

He wanted to call Pearl out, but he had only been with the other Alex and Emily for a few minutes at this point. There was no point in calling him out. Instead, he called out Whisker.

Whisker arrived inside of his robes and snuck his tiny head out of the robe to look outside. “This is the other world? I sense nothing too different from the last one. Hmm… maybe a bit stronger Yin, but that’s it.”

Alex nodded. “That’s understandable. Most Immortal worlds aren’t too different from each other according to master,” he said.

Whisker looked around the hallway as they walked out.

The place they were staying at was a courtyard behind the Firestar Alchemy store. The store was to the front and in the back were places for people to stay as well as Alchemists of the store to make pills.

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Alex walked to the front of the store, into the bustling atmosphere. There were people all around, some staff, some customers, all working hard despite the dead of the night. He went looking around at the many ingredients and pills that were sold there. He was quite fascinated by everything there, like a child at a candy shop.

He looked into his Soul Space to see what ingredients he had and which ones he was missing. Upon viewing it, he found he was missing a few important ones. If for nothing, he needed a few to practice.

Also, since Firestar was letting them stay there, he decided to do a bit of business in her shop. It was polite if nothing else in his mind.

Alex walked over to the ingredients section and looked around to see if there were any special ones he hadn’t seen before. There were a few new ones he hadn’t interacted with, which he decided to buy despite the fact that he did not have any recipes with that ingredient.

He wanted to learn the structure and energy of the ingredient should he ever need to remember it.

“Can I get that one?” Alex asked, pointing at a flower within the barrier that protected all ingredients. It was a small flower with over 20 petals, each one long and thin and seemingly spread far apart.

The name Purple Maple Lotus had already come to his mind upon just viewing the flower. The worker moved to take it out.

“Stop!” a voice called from the side, and the worker paused, looking up.

Alex looked to his right and saw a young man standing next to him, looking at the flower and then back at him. “You don’t want that flower,” the young man said. “You should buy another one, brother.”

Alex frowned. “Why should I not buy it?” he asked, confused at the man’s sudden intervention.

The young man just shrugged. “That’s because this ingredient is not that good. You should buy another one.”