Chapter 155

155. Chapter 153: Threefold Heaven

Several days passed, and Ding Qi remained unharmed.

Only then did Ding Huan resume his study of the Great Computation Art—it was truly a lifesaving weapon.

One day, while Ding Huan was studying the Great Computation Art, his mental imprint suddenly began to collapse.

Immediately afterward, a violent churning sensation surged through him; Ding Huan instantly transmitted a message to Qi Xinyue and Lao Liu: don't resist, follow the churning sensation, and grip whatever fixed object is nearby to stabilize your body.

Qi Xinyue instantly understood Ding Huan's meaning and seized a fixed shelf inside the room.

Lao Liu, though focused solely on Foundation Establishment, was no Bai Chi—he grasped Ding Huan's intent and also grabbed the fixed shelf.

Indeed, the next moment a mental probe swept over them.

Seeing that Ding Huan and the others were all struggling to control their bodies, the mental probe immediately withdrew.

This was normal; Ding Huan and the others were all from the Four-Direction Starlands, where only low-level martial arts could be cultivated—achieving any high level of cultivation was clearly impossible.

Ding Huan knew the ship was passing through a cosmic transmission vortex.

This ship was likely meant for powerful cultivators and had no gravity field; during the tumbling, it was even less stable than the Blue Star.

He very much wanted to pull out his Cosmic Guidance Ball to check for signals from the cosmic transmission vortex, but he dared not.

Remembering how Ding Qi had nearly been killed, he had to quell this thought entirely.

Not only could he not pull out the Cosmic Guidance Ball—at this moment, Ding Huan dared not even let his mental probe surface.

This agonizing ordeal lasted for half a day before the ship finally stabilized.

Ding Huan knew they had now passed through the cosmic transmission vortex.

Was this region perhaps one of the universes where advanced civilization planets resided?

Ding Huan even felt an urgent desire to step out and examine the celestial qi here.

The ship was still speeding forward; Ding Huan merely thought about it—he dared not make the slightest movement.

The next day, food arrived as usual, and Ding Huan knew the ship had not yet reached its destination.

Ding Huan continued calculating future events.

As long as he did not involve the futures of those few cultivators far stronger than him, his calculations remained normal.

After three months of silence, Ding Huan once again calculated that the ship would pass through another cosmic transmission vortex.

As Ding Huan had predicted, several days later the ship passed through another cosmic transmission vortex.

This time, the duration was slightly shorter.

This made Ding Huan sense danger—even though their ship was of decent quality, traversing cosmic transmission vortices remained perilous; a single misstep could cause the ship to collapse.

Another month passed, and when the ship passed through the third cosmic transmission vortex, Ding Huan seriously considered leaving the ship.

This was no joke—constantly passing through cosmic transmission vortices was tantamount to delivering death.

As Ding Huan prepared to resume his calculations, the ship shook violently again, as if struck hard by something.

Even though he feared the powerful beings aboard, he still cautiously let his mental probe seep out.

Immediately, he saw another ship furiously chasing after them.

The ship he was on had been intercepted.

Since their own ship dared not fight back, it meant the pursuing ship carried even stronger beings.

Ding Huan retracted his mental probe and sighed inwardly—what terrible luck.

He might as well continue calculating—if they were truly intercepted, he needed to know how to escape.

To Ding Huan's relief, their ship did not appear to have been intercepted.

Several days later, Sang Yuhe's voice came through clearly:

"The ship will soon arrive at the Threefold Heaven Starland. Ding Huan, Ding Qi, Lou Buzhi—step out."

Ding Huan quickly led Qi Xinyue and Lao Liu out.

Outside, he saw Ding Qi and Lou Buzhi.

"The Threefold Heaven Starland is the highest-level starland in this universe—whether in Dao cultivation or other paths, it surpasses all other starlands.

We took your belongings and brought you here, fulfilling our promise. Your future achievements depend entirely on your own destiny."

"Thank you, Elder Sang," Ding Huan was the first to bow in gratitude.

Sang Yuhe was a decent person; though carrying the three of them required little effort, a crueler soul would have simply dumped them into the boundless void—far simpler.

Ding Qi and Lou Buzhi also quickly bowed in thanks.

At that moment, the ship gave a gentle tremor, its hatch opened, and Ding Huan stepped out with Qi Xinyue, his large pack slung over his shoulder.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Ding Huan exhaled deeply.

He had finally survived.

He hated this feeling—he wished it would occur only once in his life, never again.

The ship had dropped them off in an open field, seemingly devoid of danger.

Looking out, the sky was a clear, washed blue, the air so fresh it instantly lifted his spirits.

Yet the celestial qi was not as good as he had imagined.

Of course, compared to the Four-Direction Starlands, the qi here was still significantly better.

After dropping off Ding Huan and the others, the ship once again became a black line and vanished.

"Thank you, Brother Ding."

As soon as Ding Qi stepped down, he bowed to Ding Huan first.

Ding Huan laughed heartily, not revealing the truth, only asking:

"Where is Starlord Qi planning to go?"

Ding Qi shook his head:

I don't know either, but I've heard of the Threefold Heaven Star Continent—we're probably in the Mortal World, and my goal is the Dao Cultivation World.

Ding Huan immediately asked:

"Please, Star Master Qi, instruct us."

Ding Qi said:

"The Threefold Heaven can cultivate up to Immortal World ascension; this Star Continent is vast beyond measure. But to reach Immortal World ascension, one must go to the Ascension World…"

After hearing Ding Qi's explanation, Ding Huan finally understood.

The Threefold Heaven Star Continent is divided into the Mortal World, the Dao Cultivation World, and the Ascension World.

Ordinary people spend their entire lives confined to the Mortal World; to reach the Dao Cultivation World, one must possess cultivation potential and encounter a sect from the Dao Cultivation World coming to recruit disciples.

Those in the Ascension World rarely emerge—only a handful of great masters occasionally take it upon themselves to wander the mortal realm.

As for how to reach the Dao Cultivation World from the Mortal World, Ding Qi didn't know. Though he was a Star Master, in this low-level civilization planet of the Four Directions Star Continent, his knowledge was limited.

Ding Huan's spiritual sense swept outward, and soon it detected passersby.

"Star Master Qi, let's go over there and take a look," Ding Huan pointed to where the people were.

"Alright." No one here was familiar with this place; they could only pick a direction at random and hope to meet someone.

After walking for just over ten minutes, they spotted several passersby.

Ding Huan quickened his pace and approached them, bowing with a fist:

"Greetings, friends. We've just arrived here—could you tell us where the Rest Inn is?"

One passerby looked at Ding Huan and his group with confusion, then pointed back in the direction they'd come from:

"Go that way, half a day's journey leads to Changqiu City—there's a Rest Inn there."

Then he pointed to a side path ahead of them:

"Go this way, also about half a day's journey, and you'll reach Jiucha Market—there's a Rest Inn there too. Jiucha Market often draws high-level cultivators from the Dao Cultivation World; be cautious if you go."

"Thank you, friends," Ding Huan said gratefully.

After the passersby left, Ding Huan asked:

"Star Master Qi, where are you planning to go?"

Ding Qi answered without hesitation:

"I'm heading to Changqiu City. What about you, Brother Ding, and Brother Lou?"

Ding Huan wasn't surprised by Ding Qi's choice—this guy had been unable to resist pulling out the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror even on the spaceship; holding off until now was probably his limit.

Markets were crowded and chaotic; Ding Qi certainly wouldn't want to go there.

Not to mention the passersby had just said Dao Cultivation World cultivators frequented the market.

Ding Huan smiled:

"I'm going to try my luck at Jiucha Market."

"What about you, Brother Lou?" Ding Qi turned to Lou Buzhi.

Lou Buzhi grinned sheepishly:

"I'll stick with Brother Ding Huan—I feel my survival skills are terrible; only by following Brother Ding Huan can I possibly live a few more days."

"Very well. If that's the case, then let us part ways here—I hope we meet again someday at a higher level."

Ding Qi bowed with a fist, his tone sincere.

Ding Huan understood his meaning: they should meet again in the Dao Cultivation World.

After Ding Qi left, Ding Huan asked curiously:

"Brother Lou, we're not very familiar with each other—why didn't you choose to follow the Star Master?"

Though everyone had been brought here together from the Four Directions Star Continent, on the spaceship, Ding Huan and the others hadn't even been allowed to step out—it was as if they'd been imprisoned.

So none of them knew each other well.

Lou Buzhi laughed heartily:

"I just feel Brother Huan is bold and fearless against powerful opponents."

In fact, when Ding Huan had stepped forward to praise Ding Qi, Lou Buzhi had been utterly awed.

If it had been him, he would never have dared speak up like that—it would've been suicide.

This made him deeply admire Ding Huan, convinced that following him was the right choice.

"Good, then let's head to Jiucha Market…"

Ding Huan had barely finished speaking when he sensed something wrong—he immediately began a simple calculation.

Within minutes, he broke out in a cold sweat.

The moment he entered Jiucha Market, the visions of his future became blurred beyond recognition.

This meant he could no longer foresee what would happen to him afterward—the most likely possibility was encountering danger.

Damn it.

Ding Huan nearly cursed aloud—he'd just arrived here and hadn't offended anyone…

Hadn't offended anyone?

Ding Huan's spiritual sense swiftly swept over everyone, and his expression darkened.

He discovered that whether it was himself, Qi Qi Xinyue, Lao Liu, or even Fatty Lou Buzhi, all of them bore spiritual sense marks.

The spiritual sense marks were placed on their clothes, shoes, and hair.