Rumble…
The sky was filled with white fog, and two huge ships were facing each other.
The millet boat that had silently appeared from within the fog was pitched-black all over, and a tail of flame was rumbling from the stern.
In the cockpit at the bow, more than a dozen tool cultivators were concentrating on opening the formation. Several beautiful maids dressed in fancy clothes surrounded a luxuriously-dressed young man.
“Dragon head and phoenix wings?”
The young man pointed at the opposite side with disdain and said mockingly, “Oh my, where did this millet boat come from that he dares to be so arrogant.”
As soon as he spoke, those beautiful maids responded with laughter, and they really looked like a group of flirtatious courtesans instead.
“…….”
Half of Song Youdu’s body leaned out of the cockpit and he looked coldly at the young man.
He didn’t like to socialize. When facing strangers, he said even less, and so he only said dryly, “Make way.”
“Hey, you have quite a bad temper.”
The young master on the opposite side sneered, and his eyes turned disdainful and mocking. “Idiot… No one has ever asked this young master to give way.”
Song Youdu frowned, and he said expressionlessly, “Why are you blocking my ship? What’s the matter?”
The young master raised his eyebrows and said leisurely, “What’s the matter? What do you think? The dragon and the phoenix are the most divine beasts. Among all the immortal families in the three realms, only the Mu family has the white phoenix as its totem, and the Golden Osmanthus Palace has the golden dragon as its totem.”
He drew out his tone, “But I have never seen anyone dare to use the dragon and the phoenix together. Today, I saw it from afar, and I couldn’t help but be curious…”
The young man’s voice turned cold, and he said sinisterly: “—I want to see what kind of ignorant fool dares to put himself above the Mu family and the Golden Osmanthus Palace!”
“Oh, young master! Please don’t cause any trouble!”
An old man who looked like a steward hurried over. He pushed aside the beauties surrounding the young master and advised bitterly, “We’ll soon reach Liuhua Continent. Why bother with such a small broken wooden boat, don’t you think?”
—No wonder this group of people looked down on their boat. Fifth Song’s millet boat, firstly, did not have cold ironclad cannons, and secondly, did not have mighty tool cultivators to operate it. In comparison, it was indeed a bit shabby.
Of course, they didn’t know that this millet boat was the painstaking work of Song Youdu. Daoist Yin Changxin had used Lin Fuqing’s Tunan sword to cut down a piece of wood from the old sacred tree, and that wood became the main material for the boat.
Because Lin Da Shixiong didn’t like overly fancy things, this millet boat was built in a simple and unsophisticated way.
In fact, there were nearly two thousand extremely sophisticated mechanisms inside, which ran non-stop day and night. Song Youdu could drive it alone because he had two self-made mecha dolls.
The old steward on the opposite boat obviously didn’t have good eyesight.
But he was smart and knew that during this period, all the talented people from all over the country would come to participate in the banquet that was the Golden Osmanthus Challenge.
It was better to be safe than sorry, right?
It was a pity that the young master was not up to the task. The young master was obviously spoiled, and he said with a playful smile, “Steward Xue, I’m just having fun, just for fun. I haven’t ridden this millet boat before. Isn’t there a cannon on the millet boat?”
The young master clapped his hands and said with a fake smile, “Come on, fire your cannons for me, and knock down the dragon head and phoenix wings on that millet boat.”
Song Youdu angrily asked, “Are you sick?”
“Young Master,” the old steward hurriedly advised, “Master had said that the Golden Osmanthus Challenge is not an ordinary occasion, and asked the young master to control his temper…”
The young master raised his eyebrows and said, “How could this young master be so stubborn? Think about it, we and the Mu family are known as the three great immortal families. If this kid dares to put himself above the Mu family, doesn’t that mean he’s also putting himself above us?”
“I won’t kill him, but I’ll give him a small punishment. The master will be very happy… The Snow Phoenix Fairy Mu of the Mu family might also appreciate me.”
“Young master! This…” The old steward was about to say something else.
The young master grinned sarcastically, “Okay, stop talking nonsense.”
“I said, fire your cannons! Bomb them down! Can’t you hear me?!”
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On Xuyun’s millet boat, Lin Fuqing had already walked out of the cabin wrapped in a fur robe.
On the deck a few steps away, Fang Zhiyuan said to Ye Huaguo. “What’s going on? Even if someone’s blocking the way, can’t Song Youdu handle it?”
“No, no, no…”
Ye Huaguo shook her head like a rattle, blinking pitifully, “Little, Little, Little Fifth said that he might fire a cannon later and it would be loud… He asked me to come and tell you in advance, so as not to disturb shixiong—“
Before the girl had finished speaking, in the next moment, the hull of the millet boat shook violently!
In the vast fog, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered towards the three dragon heads at the bow at a speed faster than lightning.
A dangerous red light suddenly shot out from the black dragon’s mouth that was gaping like a bloody maw.
The noise was like thunder, deafening!
A beam of scorching red flame shot out with a bang!!
Song Youdu’s face remained calm as he released his hand from the trigger.
There was a billowing of black smoke ahead, mixed with flying sparks.
Weren’t you going to fire?
Let me fire first to show you.
On the slightly shaking deck, Fang Zhiyuan supported Lin Fuqing and glanced at Ye Huaguo with a knife-like gaze. “Fifth Song opened fire before you even finished talking, so what’s the point of your words?!”
Ye Huaguo was so scared that she trembled and cried, “Yes, yes, yes, I’m sorry, second shixiong, next time I will definitely not stutter…”
Lin Fuqing looked over Fang Zhiyuan’s shoulder and suddenly exclaimed “Huh.”
He knew the power of Song Youdu’s shot, and ordinary black iron would not be able to withstand it. But when the black smoke gradually dissipated, the millet boat on the opposite side was still intact.
There was a defensive magic circle emitting faint light, surrounding the ship like a bell.
Only then did Lin Fuqing look seriously at the ship that was blocking the way, and his eyes immediately fixed on the totem carved on the bow.
The totem was red in color, with three layers of flames carved into it, and in the middle was a Qilin with its head held high and its hooves raised.
Vermillion Qilin.
This was the totem of the Fang family, one of the three great immortal cultivation families in Liuhua Continent. The triple fire was the symbol of the side branch from outside.
No wonder the visitor was so arrogant and domineering. He was actually a young master of the Fang family from a side branch!
This time, going to Liuhua Continent was equivalent to visiting half of “their own territory” to show off their strength.
Who would have thought that he wanted to pick on an easy target for fun, but ended up hitting the iron wall of Xuyun Sect.
On the opposite deck, there was a terrified silence.
The tools cultivators were horrified, and the beautiful maids had lost their color.
The young man looked at the thick smoke outside the magic circle, his face turning pale. His legs went limp and he fell to the ground, trembling. There was no trace of his arrogance left.
If it weren’t for the array formation that the master had bestowed upon him…
The old steward’s face was pale, knowing that this had become something serious. He quickly squeezed to the bow of the ship and repeatedly bowed to Song Youdu, saying, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, sir, my young master just drank a little wine and couldn’t help talking nonsense. Please calm down, calm down, don’t be offended…”
He wiped the sweat off his forehead and continued, “My young master is the only son of the head of the Fang family in Huanzhou. He is young and ignorant, and has offended the immortal. I dare not ask the immortal for his name and master…?”
It must be said that this old steward was quite scheming. His words appeared to be an apology and an admission of guilt, but in fact, he was using them to expose his status. The last question was a subtle way of telling the other party to give up and stop provoking him.
Unfortunately, Song Youdu was a straightforward person and could not hear these twists and turns… Of course, to him, it didn’t really make much difference whether he could hear them or not.
The young tool cultivator snorted coldly and said, “Xuyun’s fifth disciple, Song Youdu.”
Just a few words and a few sentences, but they fell on the heads of the Fang family’s young master and the old steward like a bolt from the blue!
Xuyun Sect!!
The most mysterious, strangest, yet also the most legendary sect in the Immortal Realm—
Sect leader Yin Changxin’s cultivation in the realm of Tribulation Crossing was unfathomable, and the six true disciples were all geniuses in their respective fields.
Even though the sect was established only a short time ago and its outer disciples were ridiculously weak; even though it had been secluded from the world for many years and had almost no prestige nor credibility… it still made the entire Immortal Realm dare not look down on it.
And—
The young man was shaking like a sieve and almost fainted.
How did he end up offending the Xuyun Sect?!?
Who didn’t know that Fang Zhiyuan, the second true disciple of Xuyun Sect, once had a blood feud with his Fang family?!
Although it was said that Fang Zhiyuan had a bad temper and didn’t get along well with other Xuyun disciples, Xuyun Sect had always protected its people. If Song Youdu wanted to vent his anger for his second senior brother, then… then how could he survive?!
Steward Xue’s face turned even paler. He thought more deeply than the young master: Who was qualified to ride in a millet boat that Xuyun’s fifth true disciple Song Youdu personally drove?
Could it be that…
“Da Shixiong, Second Shixiong.”
The four words that lightly came out of Song Youdu’s mouth shattered the old steward’s last glimmer of hope.
Song Youdu turned around and shouted to the approaching figures, “What should we do? Another eight or nine cannons should be able to break this formation.”
There were only six people on the boat. After Fifth Song fired the cannon, naturally everyone gathered around.
Lin Fuqing said nothing, but a dark light flashed across his eyes.
He was naturally casual and indifferent, and didn’t like to push others to death. Especially now, in the eyes of the Demon Lord, the people in front of him were as weak as a group of powerless children, and it would be pointless to punish them.
If other families were ignorant enough to cause trouble, Lin Fuqing would just wave his hand and let them go.
But, since this person was from the Vermillion Qilin Fang family…
Lin Fuqing’s gaze slowly fell to the person at his side.
Fang Zhiyuan stood there indifferently with his arms folded, with no sadness or joy on his face.
…The mad wolf cub who once feared nothing finally became the majestic and arrogant wolf king after years of trials and tribulations.
He had retracted his fangs and claws, suppressed his arrogance and insolence, and even when facing an enemy who once tortured him, he didn’t have the slightest bit of irrational emotion.
But did his old injury really not hurt anymore?
It was just a habit of endurance, that was all.
Lin Fuqing suddenly said, “Shen Xiaojiang.”
“Ah…!” Shen Xiaojiang had just run out of the room. He had never seen a millet boat firing a cannon before, and he was already stunned by the scene. Suddenly being called by Lin Fuqing, his pounding heart abruptly rose to his throat. “Yes… yes!”
“As an outer disciple of my Xuyun Sect, you mainly practiced the light body technique Traceless,” Lin Fuqing said calmly. “Let me ask you. Most disciples choose an attack or defense technique to practice, why did you choose Traceless?”
Shen Xiaojiang’s face turned red again.
“Because……”
He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and shouted out the truth with bright eyes, “I heard that Traceless is the only one among the outer sect techniques that da shixiong has also practiced! I admire shixiong, so I wanted to choose the technique that shixiong practices!”
“Lin Fuqing nodded and smiled, his snow-white sleeves fluttering like flowing clouds. He patted the child’s head and said, “That’s great. I’ll show you what the real Traceless is like.”
After saying that, he stepped on tiptoe.
A white shadow flew out from the millet boat.
Thousands of feet above the sky, the fog was heavy and the wind was surging!
Lin Fuqing’s robe fluttered in the wind. He slightly raised his slender neck, revealing clear and elegant eyes. His body was relaxed and at ease.
He was on the deck of his own millet in one moment, and in the next, he was already right above the opponent’s millet boat!
Shen Xiaojiang was shocked into speechlessness. Finally, he managed, “No… no spiritual energy fluctuations?!”
What was going on?!
He’d watched Lin Fuqing fly into the air like a white crane spreading its wings, but he clearly didn’t sense that his senior brother was using any spiritual energy!
Everyone on the Fang family’s boat was in a state of confusion. The young master’s face was twisted in fear. “Fire! Fire! You bunch of rubbish, don’t let him come over–“
“How is this possible? Could it be that Traceless can…Is it possible to fly just by relying on lightness skills?” Shen Xiaojiang murmured in shock, holding his head in disbelief. “But, but how is this possible??!”
With a light sound, the cold and elegant young man in white stepped on the main mast of the Fang family’s millet boat with one foot and said lightly, “It’s already too late.”
Everything became quiet.
Lin Fuqing placed his hands behind his back and smiled. He was like a wisp of clear wind on the top of a cold mountain, carrying pearly snow.
“I’m already… here.”
The snow fell silently under the old sacred tree, as if all things in the…
In fact, Lin Fuqing couldn’t remember too clearly what had happened after that. The fire…
While pondering slowly in his heart, Lin Fuqing walked over and very naturally sat down…
The immortal book once said: Tao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two,…
The millet boat landed smoothly. Before Fang Zhiyuan had time to savor Lin Fuqing's words…
When Lin Fuqing woke up the next day, it was dawn. The Demon Lord frowned,…
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